Page 42 of The Heir

I grunt, impressed. I decide to maybe take her off the main account and put her on her own card with a slightly smaller amount so justin case I do something to piss her off, I won't wake up bankrupt. I'm pulling out my phone to text my finance man, when the bartender comes back. She's blonde. All pink lipstick, pink earrings, super low cut v-neck, short shorts with ripped tights.

"Y'all want anything to eat? The kitchen closes in an hour." The bartender, a woman who looks to be in her early thirties, props her folded arms on the bar top, pops her gum and leans forward, making her cleavage spill over her neckline.

I look away.

"Sure, what you got for a girl who just found out her almost fiancé just cheated on her with her best friend and assistant?" Isobel says, making heat creep up my neck at the expression that settles over the bartender's face. The woman's eyes snap to mine and narrows.

I twist my lips, shaking my head. "Not me." I hold my hands palm up and sip my drink slowly, mindful not to have too much. I have to drive her car to the house. Clearing my throat, I clench my jaw, wondering how hard I'm going to have to fuck her to get this man out of her system.

"Damn girl, in that case, it's on the house." Blondie hands us a menu and I wait patiently as Isobel peruses.

"See anything you like?" I press, curious to see what she'd order.

"Hm-hmm. I'll take the sliders." Her eyes turn to me. "You good with that?"

I nod my head,. "It sounds perfect, baby doll." I take the menu and hand it back to the bartender, watching carefully as Isobel slams half her drink. I clear my throat, displeased. I want her loose, but not so drunk that she's sick.

She's silent for a second, staring into her glass before finally looking over at me and I take her hand, turning it wrist side up and bringing it to my mouth. I kiss her soft flesh slowly, really taking my time withher. She smells like a deep flower and air. Vulnerable, like she might blow away at any moment. My eyes stay on hers as she just lets me kiss her, but her eyes are wide open in surprise.

"What is it?" I murmur.

I see her neck convulse as she swallows hard and I give her a little grin, nipping her skin lightly with my teeth.

"It's just weird to see what you wanted, be happening, playing out so easily with another person. It seems so effortless for you, King," she says quietly.

"Because it is," I say, tightening my hand on hers when I feel her trying to pull away. I'm not done. If I was a lesser type of person I'd have her outside in the limo right now, but after the night she just had she needs a bit to unwind, and I need to be able to allow that.

It can't always be about my desires.

"Tell me what you wanted?" I pull her stool over to me so she's in between my legs and her hip is pressing against my groin. I lean into her and put my elbow on the back of her seat, and drop my hand on the back of her hair as she finishes her drink and asks the bartender for another one.

"Well, so much. I mean…" She glances at me with this adorable, sarcastic look. "It would have been nice to just have had some good sex without him going soft but…he wouldn't do anything. Not head, he wouldn't tongue kiss really, never tried any positions outside of the norm." She bites her lip. "And let's not even talk about all the shit that I would have killed for him to do!"

"My," I chuckle. "Don't you sound like the adventurous type. Stuff like what? What did you want that he wasn't doing?" My half-hard dick stirs, hardening to it's fullest extent. I drop my lips to her shoulder and rub, taking in the scent of her skin there. It's slightly different thanher wrist. "Tell me what you wanted," I repeat, seeing her turn her face to grin at me playfully.

"Oh come on,surely a man like you is a lot more knowledgeable about this stuff than I am?" she jokes, taking another drink.

"I'm plenty knowledgeable, but I asked whatyouwanted," I breathe over her skin, so close to her mouth I could lean forward and take her lips.

"Well, I've got fantasies for sure," she teases, and it hits me that even though she's a hard ass concerning work, she can flip that switch and be just as playful in her down time. The fact that her pendulum swings in the complete opposite direction has got me dying. I just watched her lose her shit in the most spectacular way over a betrayal, and I've been privy to her attitude at work where she's completely no-nonsense.

This woman might try and kill me in the bedroom, but that's okay, I'll take her ass out first. Promise.

"Really?" I grit out, really hoping she'll gift me with some insight tonight. "And what kind of fantasies does a woman like you-Ms. Isobel Brookes, breaker of men, harbor?"

"Oh, well, thanks to smut books I've got a lot!" She leans into my space so close I can feel her breath fan over my jaw. "There's being fucked with a big green ogre cock," she begins ticking them off on one hand and I try not to ejaculate in my pants while she does it. I can't tell if she's fucking with me to get a reaction, or if she's serious, because she wants to fuckShrek?I keep my expression neutral. "There's the winged fairy men who can take you to the clouds and fuck you in the sky, then there's being forced to be a sex slave-though I don't know how I could do that, being black and all, but honestly I think I could be okay with a good old fashioned kidnappingrole play."The last part comes out so nonchalant I wonder if I actually heard it, or, if Iwantedher to say it so bad that I imagined it came out her mouth.

But no,she said it, because she's still rattling off shit.

My heart stops. Literally stops and doesn't start back up until I cough, successfully restarting it.

"That…" I clear my throat hard. I'm so hard that if I touch my dick right now it'd snap clean off. "Some of that sounds like you need a safe word baby."

I down my drink and clench my jaw, trying to get a grip. I hurt everywhere, my body so tight with anticipation, and all she's doing is talking to me.

"Yeah, I even picked one out, too. Never needed it, can you believe it?"

"Hm, no. You would have definitely needed it with me for sure." My voice goes deeper, husky as a forbidden and darker desire fills me.

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