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felt a small bead seep out of the head of my shaft.
    Her eyes dropped towards my raging manhood as I noted the emotions that flittered across her beautifully delicate face.
    “Frightened of what it could do to you?” My control was slipping as I tried to portray the unaffected man before her, yet my member gave me away, seeming beyond enraged. Wanting to progress further, I went on with one purpose. “Touch it . It’s been waiting to make your acquaintance.”
    Shimmering eyes focused on me, baffled and questioning. “I thought you said you weren’t planning on doing anything with me tonight.”
    Her vulnerability made me feel amazingly powerful. “And I will keep to my word, but I never said anything about you not doing anything to me, ma chéri.”
    “Oh— well… uh… what did… you want? ” she stuttered her words out before licking her lips and clashing those tantalizing orbs at me.
    What did I want? Whatever she was reluctant to give, my mind automatically said as I looked down at her, wondering how her hand would feel against my skin. “Touch me, Isobel.”
    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 Benoît 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 Benoît 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 li mited 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.” Benoît 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, Benoît,” I murmured as I wondered what he thought about the deal I had with Constantin Callas. It wasn’t anyone’s business, but Benoît 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