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When Isabeau hears Mr. Drake's side of the story, she has two choices: to take him at his word, or walk out of his life. She chooses to trust him and accompanies him to a dinner party at his mother's house, only to have more secrets about Drake's mysterious past whispered in her ear by his handsome business partner, Alexander Smith.
Can she give herself fully to a man she's not sure can trust with her heart? Or should she believe him when he says she's different from all the rest?
This 6500 word story is the sixth part in the best-selling erotic romance series, The Billionaire's Beck and Call, by Delilah Fawkes.
EXCERPT:
"He tilted my chin up with a gentle hand. "Look at me."
"I don't want to," I whispered. Tears threatened to fall again, and I didn't want him seeing me like this. Weak. Because of him.
"Look at me, Isabeau." His voice was harsh now, brooking no further argument.
My eyes flicked upward, captured by his gaze. To my surprise, he didn't look angry at all, but instead his eyes pleaded with me.
"She's just a friend of the family. My mother has been trying to set me up with her since prep school, but I never agreed to it. I'm with you, Isa. Not her. Never her."
I wanted to believe him. Wanted to fall into his arms right then and there, but it all seemed too easy.
"Then why are you going with her?"
He stared down at me, his brow furrowing. "It's a dinner party my family is throwing. I have to go, or it won't look right. Business associates will be there."
He leaned in and kissed me slowly, his lips hot on mine. My head buzzed, my thoughts a hopeless jumble. His mouth found my neck, his hand winding in my hair and pulling tight. My breath hitched, my body responding to his touch. His tongue flicked over my collar bone, and I moaned softly.
"Come with me," he said, his breath tickling my ear. "Let me introduce you to my family, Isa."
I smiled against him, my anxiety melting as his body pressed against mine. I squirmed against him, my needy clit finding his rock hard thigh.
"You want me to go?"
His low laugh sent shivers down my spine. His thigh rubbed against me, making me gasp.
"You're mine. I can show you off as I please, little slave."
He grabbed my ass, lifting my leg over his, grinding me harder. I was on fire for him, and still wet from our play in the office. Before all of this doubt. Before all this fear. Mr. Drake nibbled at my neck as he rubbed me against him, my pussy throbbing with arousal even through the layers of clothing separating us.
"Say you'll join me. Be my date tonight."
His lips met mine, and I opened beneath him, sighing as his tongue danced with mine. Jolts of pleasure raced through me as I rode him, my hips undulating as he moved against me. I gasped as he bit my lip.
"I will," I breathed.
"Good," he said, grinning. "Now cum for me, Isa."