Scarred Beauty(32)

“I want to feel you come around my dick. Come on, baby, let me feel you.” Isaac pounded inside her, the grip tightening unbearably hard on her hips as the speed with which he fucked her increased.

He switched the angle sending her over the edge as every part of his length rubbed over her sensitive muscles. He was determined to make her lose her mind. She screamed as he pounded her flesh relentlessly. The sound of the slapping of wet flesh against the other and their moans mingled in the room. His grip changed from her hips to her breasts. He fingered her nipples biting into the flesh with his finger and thumb.

“Come for me. I want to feel you. I’m so close.”

At his command she screamed as her release came to her. She held onto the wall as he used her body for his own pleasure. Seconds later, he growled and bucked as he came. She felt the kick of his cock inside her pussy as his sperm erupted.

Isaac kissed her neck and pulled away. They didn’t speak as they finished getting washed. Thirty minutes later, they left the hotel. She gave the key back to the reception desk and got into the car where he sat waiting.

He pulled away from the hotel and drove through the busy morning traffic. She pulled some hair over her face to keep the scar covered. Jumping in her seat as Isaac placed one of his hands on her knee, up under her skirt, she gasped as he made circles on her flesh.

“When you come to the hotel, I want you to be wearing skirts or dresses. No more trousers that will cover you. Do you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” They drove in silence until he pulled up outside her apartment. She hadn’t thought about confronting Brad. He hadn’t been in her mind since last night.

“I’ll see you tonight,” he said.

“You will?”

“Elle, last night was the start of something. If you’re not at the hotel by eight, I’m coming to get you.” He leaned over and kissed her. Pulling her hair off her face, he kissed her scar before settling back on her lips. “I’ll see you tonight.”

She got out of the car and made her way up to her apartment without looking back. Brad was waiting with a cup of coffee at the table as she entered the apartment.

“You didn’t come back last night. I was worried.”

“Sorry, I had it on silent. I was in a meeting of some kind.”

“When will I get to meet him?” he asked, ignoring her explanation.

“Who?”

“Don’t play me for a fool, Noelle. I know you’re seeing someone.”

Putting her coat and bags on the counter, she returned to stare at her friend. “I don’t want to talk about it. You’ve got your business, and I’ve got mine. I love you, and nothing is going to change that.”

Brad stood and walked over to her. “I love you, too. Don’t let any man treat you less than you’re worth.” He kissed her cheek and walked round her to leave.

She closed her eyes and thanked whoever was looking down on her. She wouldn’t have been able to cope with a fight from him.

****

Isaac sat in his meeting not listening to anything being said. His mind kept playing the events of last night and early morning. She had been a virgin, and he’d taken it from her as if he’d had a right to it.

Rubbing his face, he tried to clear his mind.

“That is where you come in, Mr. Welch,” one of his employees said.

“Excuse me?”

“This particular case needs to be handled face to face. You’re head of the company and could nail this if he was to see you in person.”

“I’ll arrange everything and fly out next week,” he said not really thinking about it.

“Actually, we’ve organised for you to leave first thing tomorrow.” His secretary gave him the flight tickets and the file that he needed to read. The rest of the meeting went by in a blur as he read the file. He was hoping to acquire another company to add to the massive collection he had.

He walked out of the meeting not caring what the others would say if he skipped what was important. Business was going to call him away, and all he wanted to do was spend time with Elle.

Clark walked into his office later that day with a frown on his face. “Did I hear you walked out on a board meeting?”

“You’ve got to stop screwing women from my office,” Isaac told him.

“They’re good women. Well, what is going on?”

“Nothing.”

Clark stared at him across the desk. “Nothing. You’re no longer available at night. You don’t return my calls. I haven’t seen you out with a woman in over a month.”

“I’m making changes to my life, and that includes not dating.”

“Something is going on with you, and I want to know what it is. We’re supposed to be the best of friends.”