The Playbook by Emilia Beaumont

Author:Emilia Beaumont [Beaumont, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beaumont Ink

“Isabella,” I started.

“See, you do care, you remembered my name,” she said, almost purring the words. “You can call me Izzy, though, if you prefer. Actually you can call me anything you want while you’re fucking me.”

“It’s hard to forget when you’ve sent me countless cards, texts, and emails all signed with your name, oh and yes, not forgetting the naked pics. Mind, the team did love those.”

She frowned. The night obviously wasn’t going as she’d planned. “I don’t understand, Jakey. Didn’t you like them, too? They were for you. You liked me well enough when we were in the limo… And you did promise me a rain check.”

Izzy sashayed forwards, tiny droplets parting from her tight and well-maintained body before she came to a stop in front of me.

Before I could stop her she cupped my hard cock—the traitor—and started rubbing. “See, you want me. I know you do. Let’s go play…”

Where I found the willpower to stop her I didn’t know. But Lucia’s face kept darting into view in my mind’s eye.

“No. Stop. Enough’s enough. You do realize I could get you fired over this?”

“You wouldn’t!” she gasped.

“Try me.”

Her face was full of fury now; it was clear she wasn’t going to get what she wanted.

“Come on, you have to leave. Where are your clothes?”

A devilish smile appeared on her lips. “I don’t know,” she said unconvincingly.

“Seriously? Well, in that case you’ll just have to get home naked.”

I grabbed her by the elbow and started to lead her to the house. Thankfully she followed willingly without struggling. But she didn’t stop telling me all the things I could do to her, if only I would let her stay. She was giving everything up on a platter, but for some reason it no longer appealed. We reached the front door, but I stopped before I opened it. No matter what I’d said, I couldn’t throw her out like she was. I wasn’t that much of a prick.

I started to pull my shirt off over my head and her eyes widened with glee. “No,” I said, quickly putting a stop to the dirty thoughts that were no doubt whizzing through her peroxide-addled mind. “Put this on.”

She pouted but did what I said. “You’re no fun anymore.” The shirt was huge, swamping her frame and coming down to just above her knees, but at least she was covered now and less tempting.

“Did you drive or come in a taxi?”

“Taxi,” she muttered.

“Fine, I’ll order you an Uber.”

A few moments later I was letting in the car and escorting her down the steps. I wanted to make sure she was going to get in and not hide and try get back into the house. I wouldn’t put it past her to wait till I was asleep and slip into bed next to me.

Preoccupied with Izzy, I failed to notice the second car pull up the drive until it was too late. I opened the back door of the Uber for her, but before

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