Bartered (The Encounter #1)(5)

Her fingers shook as she bit down on her lip before giving me a tortured face, thus making me ache further for her touch. I let out a harsh breath when she made contact. She brushed her finger on the tip as she stared at my cock with fascination twinkling in her eyes. This woman hadn’t done much, however her mere here-and-there touches almost made me combust inside. Her vulnerability, reluctance, and curiosity made a heady, potent concoction for me, and I simply couldn’t get enough. I wanted more…

“Make me come in your hands, ma belle.”

She swallowed whatever saliva she had before she gripped my length firmer, harder as she began her ministrations.

“Grip the base and focus on the head.”

She did as I asked her before I gradually started to thrust my hips into her palms, shutting my lids close as I focused all of my senses on one part of my anatomy, basking on her sensual hands and fingers. Lust veiled my sight as I opened them to watch her work me well, and by God, what a sight she was.

“Look at me. Give me those beautiful eyes, ma belle. I want to stare at them while you stroke my cock. I want to see your soul while you make me come in your hands.”

The sexy, shy kitten did as I requested, stroking the deep, sensual furnace within my body before it escalated to its peak and erupted beautifully, magnificently in her hands.





Chapter 4


Hugo



After watching her perform on me, following as I asked her what to do, sure was enough for me to decide what to do next. Though I admit, her looks alone already gave her a ninety-nine percent guarantee of approval.

Half an hour later, I called on Beno?t for the contracts before I strode into the adjoining bathroom to clean up. She did the same, blushing as she requested if she could clean up as well before Beno?t got there.

Casually nodding before I watched her sprint towards the bathroom, I strode towards the end of the coffee table in the corner room to have a shot of my favored “M” whiskey. This was a limited production, and its rarity made it all the more compelling to acquire. Every drop was exceptional, just like the woman who had temporarily fled into the bathroom.

The soft knock made me glance towards the door. “Oui?”

“Here’s what you requested, Monsieur.” Beno?t strode into the room before setting down the folder atop the marbled antique table. He made a quick glance towards the bathroom before giving me a curt nod.

“Merci beaucoup, Beno?t,” I murmured as I wondered what he thought about the deal I had with Constantin Callas. It wasn’t anyone’s business, but Beno?t had been with me for over a decade, and I didn’t just see him as someone I employed. Through the years, a bond had formed, and I considered him a friend.

Alas, there was another problem I needed him to handle. “In regards to Dana, will you please do the necessary steps and send me a video during the interrogation. I wish to no longer see her.”

He gave me a knowing look before clearing his throat. “As you wish. I’ll take care of it in the morning.”

“C’est parfait.” (Sounds perfect.) “Bonsoir, Monsieur Xavier.”

I nodded, bidding him the same.

The soft creak of the opening bathroom door made me aware she was coming out, but I didn’t glance up to watch her move and sway her hips as she walked. Instead, I threw my head back and emptied the contents of the glass in my hand before helping myself to another dose of the amber contents that didn’t seem to lessen the burn doing a maelstrom in my groin. I needed a moment to gather my thoughts without looking at her and devouring her on the spot.

Her touch had merely whet my appetite and I wanted more—so much more. The second she signed the contract, the better.

Still not looking at her, I addressed the envelope that sat on the table. “The contract is ready. Go over the details, and if you have other demands, let me know so we can negotiate before a new one can be drawn up first thing tomorrow.”

“Okay,” she murmured softly before I heard her take a seat and go through the sheets of papers enclosed.

All this time, I had been taking one shot after the other, breathing in calmness, bidding my time so I wouldn’t have such an evident hard-on before I decided to face her.

After a moment or two of thinking I had cooled off a bit, I spun around and my eyes immediately darted towards the view of her back. I noted how delicate her neck was then paused a moment, frowning. Merde! Since when did I care or notice a woman’s neck, delicate or not? Hissing at myself, I gave her a moment or two as she scanned the contract.

Denying myself from going through the pleasures I was accustomed to had been a mistake because it had boggled my mind. I was noticing things that usually didn’t heighten my libido. First thing tomorrow, I would need Chantel to come to me before I showered to do some laborious working out.

Problem solved, I was in a much better mood.

“Have you skimmed through it?” I casually asked as I took the sofa opposing her, needing to see her face and what she thought of it. I had a knack for reading people’s minds before they voiced their opinions. Isobel wasn’t any different.

“Yes.” Her eyes remained on the pages, flickering through the words, absorbing the details.

“Do you find it agreeable?

She shook her head, looking frustrated. “I will have to take a semester off school since it says six months here.” She released a breath. “Summer break is only three months.”