Read Take Me: The Complete Series (Power Play #1-4) Online
Authors: Kelly Harper
“I stand corrected.”
His eyes hold my shocked gaze as his fingers rub tiny circles into my clit. My breath doesn’t return until he retracts his hand from beneath my dress. Heat rushes to my cheeks as he slides the tip of his finger into his mouth and sucks at it gently. I give a quick look around, but it doesn’t appear that anyone even noticed the exchange.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I demand, my eyes still darting around the room.
“Tasting you, of course.” He licks the tip of his finger, again. “It’s all I’ve been thinking about all day.”
Another round of heat rushes to my cheeks as they burn a crimson red. Sudden images of Isaac’s head buried between my legs go pulsing through my mind.
“This is hardly the place to be thinking about that.”
“I think about it everywhere.” He levels a curious gaze at me. “Are you trying to tell me that you don’t think about it, too?” I fight against every muscle in my cheeks to stop a devious grin from spreading across my face. But I fail miserably. “That’s what I thought.”
I wave a hand.
“I can think about whatever I want. It’s a totally different thing for you to go putting your hand up my dress in the middle of a crowded restaurant.”
His brow rises, again.
“Is that a challenge?”
My heart beats even harder at the thought of it.
“That’s not what I’m saying at all…”
The cocky smirk on his face tugs a little wider. He leans in closer to me, his voice lowering to a whisper meant only for me.
“If the next card tells you to get on your knees and suck me off right here, how fast will you do it?”
If I thought I had been blushing a lot earlier, it has nothing on the heat rushing through my cheeks and the tips of my ears right now.
“It better not say that…” I manage.
It better not say that, mostly because I know that I’ll do it. Not because I have to, but because I want to so badly right now.
A victorious smile spreads across Isaac’s face as he leans away. He’s still holding that smile when a waiter comes to get our drink order.
“You go first,” I say, still flustered from all of the thoughts going through my mind.
The waiter turns to Isaac. “Sir, what will you be having tonight?”
Isaac’s eyes never stray from me when he answers.
“Everything I want.”
“So your parents don’t even care how successful you are?”
I shake my head with a disbelieving smile on my face. Isaac gives me a shrug as he takes another bite of his rare steak.
“My mum still thinks I must be selling drugs or something. She says no honest business man lives the way I do.”
I let out a little laugh.
“She sounds sweet.”
He looks up at me, his gray eyes beaming with a smile.
“She’s the most patient woman in the world. She’d have to be after raising the likes of me and my brothers.”
“I didn’t know you have brothers.”
Isaac makes a dismissive gesture with the end of his fork.
“We’re all spread out, doing our own thing. We’re close… in a distant sort of way.”
“Still, it must be pretty exciting to have siblings…”
My mouth quirks to the side as I consider the situation. Isaac chews on his food some more while his eyes narrow to study me. After he swallows, he tilts his head, fixing me with a look.
“Do you really want to talk about all this stuff?” he asks, making another gesture with his fork.
“I like getting to know about you.”
His lips spread into that cocky little grin as he leans in a little closer.
“There are other ways you can get to know about me.”
I give him a playful smile, even as heat tingles throughout my body. There’s a part hidden away inside of me that still hasn’t stopped thinking about the way it felt to have his fingers pressed between my legs. It’s that part of me that the look on his face and the tone of his voice awakens once again.
“I’m sure there’s more to you than what’s in your pants.” He holds that cocky little grin a beat longer. He leans back, wiping at his mouth with his napkin. He doesn’t say anything before he stands up. I frown. “Where are you going?”
He gives me a sideways look.
“The loo.” He studies me for a beat longer. “Did you want to join?”
I shake my head, embarrassed heat blushing to my cheeks.
“No, I’m sure your patient mother taught you how to do that on your own.”
He gives me another fierce grin before disappearing off to the washrooms. I watch him as he walks away, taking the opportunity to admire the way his expensive slacks hug his finely sculpted ass. Another wave of heat goes through me as I imagine getting my hands on him again.
I shake my head.
What has come over me? There’s something about Isaac that brings out the sex vixen inside of me. Why is it so impossible to think about anything else when he’s around? I need to get control of myself.
Isaac isn’t gone for more than a minute when the waiter appears at the side of the table. I’m so caught up in chastising myself that I almost don’t even notice him standing there. When I look up at him, he gives me a warm smile and extends his hand. My eyes lock onto the envelope he’s holding.
“For you, madam.”
My pulse races in my chest as I take it from him. The same monogram is printed on the front of it. I give a quick look towards the washrooms—Isaac is nowhere to be seen.
When I break the seal and pull the card out, my breath hitches in my chest again.
===
Drake Holdings
===
Kitten,
Isaac Says
, it’s time for dessert. Mens’ room. Now.
Isaac
===
Isaac Drake
===
My pulse races even faster. I don’t even bother trying to hide the smile that spreads across my face. Like all the others before it, this card is printed, not handwritten.
He had this planned all along.
Even as I cautiously make my way towards the washrooms, I can’t believe I’m doing it. Am I really going to go through with this? Am I really about to join Isaac in the restroom of a busy restaurant? My mind is telling me that I’m a crazy idiot, but every part of my body is screaming out, demanding that I have him right away.
When I finally reach the door I give one final glance over my shoulder. I’m certain that everyone is watching me, but when I look back down the hallway there is no one to be seen. My pulse is racing so fast that I have to take a moment to compose myself before pushing the door open.
The world stills around me when I see the bathroom attendant standing next to the sinks. He has a jovial smile on his face, but gives a startled look when he sees me standing in the doorway.
“Oh, I’m sorry, wrong door,” I mutter, quickly.
I’m about to disappear back down the hallway in a frantic run when Isaac appears from around the corner. That cocky smirk is still pinching the corner of his lips.
“Don’t worry, Aldo,” he says to the attendant. “She’s with me.”
Aldo looks between Isaac and myself, first with uncertainty, then with quick bobs of his head.
“Yes, of course Mr. Drake. I’ll make sure you two get some privacy.”
He scuttles past me without another look. As the bathroom door shuts behind me I hear a lock click into place.
I don’t say anything for a few moments after he’s gone. I study Isaac with a puzzled look, still trying to calm the nervous jitters that are gripping my chest.
“You know him?” I ask, motioning over my shoulder at the locked door.
“I know a lot of people.”
“Is this something you do often?”
Isaac closes the distance between us with a few quick strides, his arms hook around my waist as he pulls me tight against his hard frame. My breath hitches in my chest as I feel the pounding of his heart against me.
“Never.”
“So this is a first?”
“Did you come here to talk?” I pause for only a second before shaking my head. “Good, because I’m done talking.”
And with that, Isaac’s lips are mashed into my own. My arms wrap around the back of his neck, trying to pull him down even closer to me as his strong arms pull me tighter against his body. Our tongues do their little dance, wrapping back and forth around each other.
“What if someone comes?” I whimper as he starts kissing down my neck.
“Aldo will handle it,” he says, between kisses.
The scruff on his cheek brushes down the side of my neck. He whips the scarf away with a quick motion, discarding it somewhere behind him. Then his lips continue their descent down to my breasts.
Before I know it my back is pressed up against the wall of the bathroom. Isaac’s greedy little mouth doesn’t stop until it has dug its way beneath the top of my dress and found my erect nipple.
He licks tiny concentric circles around my nipple, teasing even more excitement out of me before he moves his way to the other breast.
Every sensation in my body is heightened by the thrill that someone might come discover us at any second. A distant part of my brain knows that no one will be allowed to walk in on us, but that doesn’t change the fact that it feels like we’re still doing something dangerous.
My hand slides down until it’s clutching at the bulge in Isaac’s soft slacks. He groans and then pulls away as soon as my fingers wrap around his enormity, giving me an intense, passionate look.
“What is it?”
“That’s not what’s on the menu...”
My eyes fall down to the bulge.
“Are you sure? It looks like it’s ready to be enjoyed.”
A low growl rolls up from his chest.
“Not right now. Right now it’s
my
turn for dessert.”
Before I know what’s happening Isaac is on his knees. His head dips beneath the bottom of my dress, revealing the folds of my exposed flesh. His tongue buries itself deep between my legs, lapping up all of the wetness that’s waiting for him.
I slump against the wall, exhaling a moan of ecstasy. My breath comes in sharp pants as his tongue works its magic over and over again. His hands clutch my side, holding me in place as he manages to bury himself deeper and deeper. My hips strain against the side of his cheeks as he pulls me down lower and lower.
It doesn’t take long before I feel a tiny ball of ecstasy begin forming deep inside of me. Before long it’s expanding its way throughout my entire body, stretching down my legs and out through my arms. My fingers run through the back of Isaac’s hair, twisting around his tousled hair. My toes curl tightly as my head arches farther and farther back against the wall. Every muscle in my body tries to constrict at the same time.
That’s when the explosion comes.
Isaac groans deep into me, waggling his face back and forth, lapping up every last bit that I’m giving him. He moans his delight deep inside of me, sending renewed trembles throughout my body.
In that moment, something changes. Something deep inside of me. Somewhere through the haze of my ecstasy I realize something. I realize that a day will soon come when Isaac has to go back home to London. And I realize that I’m going to miss him. It’s not that I’m going to miss the amazing sex we have, it’s that I’m going to miss his joking ways, his cocky little smirk, his teasing manner. I’m going to miss knowing that he’s only a phone call and a short cab ride away.
With that realization comes a new wave of emotions. And as Isaac’s tongue sends another wave of pleasure rolling through my body, I find myself struggling to hold back this new wave of emotions from consuming me.
We spill into the street outside, giggling and laughing as we rush out of the restaurant. Isaac wraps his arms around me, pulling me close to his body as we walk along the sidewalk. We don’t really have a destination, but it still feels like we’re headed somewhere.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” I say, beaming up at him.
He returns the smile.
“
We
?
I’m
the one that did all the work.”
I give him a hard jab in the side.
“That’s only because you wouldn’t let me do any of my own.”
“I didn’t want you dirtying up those pretty little knees of yours.”
“There’s nothing wrong with them getting dirty every once in a while.”
He leans away from me, both of his brows rising in surprise.
“Oh, really now?”
I give him a devious smile as I bite at my lip. He grins at me and then pulls me tight against his body. I curl into him and have the sudden desire to be whisked off to some magical place. I get the feeling that, as long as Isaac’s arms are wrapped around me, no matter where we end up things will be okay.
We walk for a while longer until we come to a cabstand. There’s a short line, and Isaac turns to face me as we wait in it. He gives me a long, considering look before he says anything. I can tell there’s something on his mind.
“Come to my place.”
I can’t tell if he’s asking me a question or telling me what we’re going to do.
My head tilts to the side as I give him a dubious look.
“No
Isaac Says
card this time?”
His look darkens a little as he shakes his head.
“Not this time. This time it’s up to you, kitten.”
The lights from cars passing in the street wash across his face, giving his soft features a distant feel. I don’t even have to think twice about it before I bob my head in agreement.
“Of course,” I say.
A thin smile spreads on his lips as he pulls me close to his body again.
We hail a cab and before long I’m curled inside Isaac’s arms in the backseat as the cabbie navigates the crowded streets of New York City. My body is still quivering and aching from everything Isaac put me through in the bathroom. Little trembles of excitement pulse through me as he wraps his arm around me, holding me tight against his body. I can feel my need growing for him every time the cab comes to a stop, delaying us that much longer from getting to the hotel.
Thankfully, it isn’t long before we’re pulling up to the St. Regis. I distantly consider the suite Isaac has been staying in, and don’t even want to begin thinking about how much it might be costing him every night. The thought is quickly dismissed, though. Based on how he was talking earlier at dinner, he has more than enough money to cover it without even thinking about it.