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And then, there was the money to consider.
The woman standing before him was worth millions. He had no clue what was in her bank account. What in the hell did she need him for? “You could have any man you want, Isabella.”
Isabella could see she had her work cut out for her. Very well. She was up to the task.
Sidling up to him, she placed her palms on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. “I don’t want any other man. Ever. I just want you.”
He didn’t believe the ever part. Even if she meant it, she’d change her mind. What he did believe was that she wanted him. He could see the desire on her face, hear it in her voice. He could see the way her nipples tented the soft fabric of the simple dress she wore. “Ground rules.”
Isabella frowned. “What are these rules?”
He collared her around the neck with one hand, and began to walk her backwards. “Three of them. One: no talk of the future. Neither one of us knows what tomorrow holds. Two: no mixing business and pleasure. I pay my way.”
“And three?”
“Three: I’m in charge in the bedroom.” If she wanted to stay and play house with him for awhile, he’d be a fool to let her go.
“I agree to one and two, for now.” Isabella told him with a smirk. “I don’t agree with three, at all.” She illustrated her point by covering his cock with her hand and squeezing.
“You like to play with fire, don’t you, Diosa?” Bull wasn’t that attached to the last rule, he’d just thought three sounded like a better number for rules than two.
Isabella loved him calling her Diosa, she wanted to make sure he knew exactly who was in his arms. “I do. I love the heat. Blazing. Scorching. Sizzling.” All the time she spoke, she was rubbing her hand over the ridge in his jeans.
“You keep rubbing that piece of wood like that, you’re gonna find yourself getting burned.”
“This isn’t wood, this is steel.”
With a whoop of pure joy, Bull threw Isabella over his shoulder and slapped her on the butt. “I’m gonna fuck you into the middle of next week, little girl.”
“Perfect.” Isabella copped a feel of his ass. “I’m in no hurry to leave.”
When he came to his room, he tossed her on the bed, then smiled when she giggled. She didn’t wait to be told, she skimmed the cotton dress she’d been wearing over her shouders and swung it in a circle around her head, letting it go to fly across the room and into his path. Bull caught it and tossed the garment aside. “How many men have you been with, Bella?”
She smiled at the nickname and answered him truthfully. “Two and the first one doesn’t count. He was forgettable.”
“Good. I was just wondering how many men I needed to be jealous of.” He yanked off his clothes, the dread of her seeing him naked long gone.
“You have no competition. From the first moment when I saw you as I danced, I knew I wanted you. When you followed me, I was relieved. Our first meeting didn’t seem like chance, the second was fate, and the third sealed our destiny.”
“Rule number one.” He cautioned her, more for his sake than her own. Bull already knew she’d break his heart when she left.
When he was naked, he went to stand by the bed. She peeled off her bra and draped it across his head. He threw it to land near the dress.
“You wanna play?” she asked him.
Bull closed his eyes and thanked the powers that be. To think he’d been on a sex-starvation diet and now he could feast as often as he liked. He held onto the bedpost to steady himself. “Yea, I want to play. I’d even love to work for the legendary La Diosa. Do you have any openings for a rodeo cowboy?”
Isabella crawled sexily across the bed toward him. “It just so happens that I’m in the market for a Mozo de Espadas.”
“Oh, really? What is his duty?”
“He will be my sword servant.”
She reached a hand out and placed it on the tip of Bull’s strutting cock. He inhaled sharply, squeezing the bedpost to keep balance. Isabella moved in closer to his ear, the fragrance of fresh soap lingered on her body.
“Do you want to be in charge of carrying my sword, Benedict? I don’t use it to draw blood, remember.” She felt the length of his thick shaft with her fingertips before grasping it hard and stroking it up and down. “I use it for other things.”
Bull bucked his hips and looked her hard in the eye. “I’ll carry your sword for you, La Diosa.” He looked down at the hand on his cock and her eyes followed. “But it is you who will be a slave to my sword.” Bull moved his hand off the bedpost and slipped it between her legs. Isabella gasped at the feel of him massaging her vulva. She scooted back a bit on her knees. “Where are you going?” Bull wanted to know.
