Her Sweet Surrender: Billionaire Secrets - Book Four by Drew Sinclair Read Free Book Online Page B

work to do."
    Suzy tilted her head a little lower, lifted her eyes a little more.
    "No Mayweather, it's you who's forgetting that until Boyevik is off of Point Nemo and has come clean with his story to Nadia, you don’t have any right to tell me to do anything."
    "I stand corrected." He said. "However Ms. Falstaff, regardless of the changes to our agreement, I'm still in charge of the execution of this mission. If you want Boyevik to come of my island without a fight and you want him to get the justice he deserves, then you will need to get dressed and stop being so pissy about every tiny little thing I ask you to do."
    The two stared at each other and something came over Suzy. It was all just words. What they had done together earlier on this flight had nothing to do with any agreement; it was way more complicated and way more powerful than that.
    She decided to break the rules.
    Looking down to his knees she put her hand out and placed it onto his thigh, causing him to breathe in sharply. He allowed it to rest there for a moment, but when she began to advance higher he swiftly circled her wrist and then easily twisted her arm away from him.
    "What are you afraid of Ruben?" She said, watching his eyes intently, ready to pick up on any tiny sign of weakness. "Don’t you like it when one of your women takes charge?"
    "I'm not afraid of it Suzy, I just wouldn't want you to start something that you might ultimately regret."
    He released her hand, stood up and started to get dressed. She remained on the bed watching him, silently exhilarated by the power she exerted over him. He could protest all he wanted but his extreme reaction to her light touch belied any impression of calm and control that he was trying to convey.
    He clearly had the beginnings of an erection which he was attempting to conceal. She eyed it with satisfaction.
    You can't change that Mayweather, with all your 'cockiness'. She sniggered to herself.
    "Good boy." She said, as he fastened the belt on his jeans. "That was just beautiful, just beautiful."
    He turned to her and looked down through his hooded eyes, the sexiest of knowing grins playing on his gorgeous lips.
    "You think you're very clever Suzy, don’t you? But trust me, you'll pay for every word that leaves those naughty little lips of yours."
    "You deliver the package Mr. Mayweather, and I'll gladly pay with interest."
    "Brave promises Ms. Falstaff, very brave. I just hope your snotty little mouth isn't  writing a check that your ass can't pay."
    The mention of her ass brought back the memory of his stinging blows in the shower. It had been unexpected, but then so damn good… it brought a light flush to her face.
    "Exactly." He smiled. "Come on Falstaff, get dressed. We don’t have much time."
    He finished buttoning his shirt and left the room. Suzy lay for a minute staring at the door. She was slightly stunned at the audacity of her own words and actions, at her own unpredictability. If Ruben's plan had been to tame her and make her his obedient slave in the bedroom then it seemed to be backfiring big time. Instead of invoking submissive feelings in her she was discovering a side of herself that was sexually feisty, provocative and fearless; one that she had been totally unaware of until now.
    She was still watching the door as it began to slowly open up. Ruben must have forgotten something. She lay back in the bed on her elbow and slowly separated her legs, folding her knees to form a deep valley of invitation between her thighs.
    "Back to beg for more?" She said, but the eyes that peeked around the door weren't Ruben's.
    "Oh shit." she said, and snapped her legs shut. "Nadia, what the hell are you doing? This is Ruben's room you can't--"
    "What is he, the king of the plane? It's your bedroom as well."
    She clicked on the lights and then stood looking, aghast, at her friend.
    "You're fucking him." She said like an accusation.
    "No I am not." Suzy threw back.
    Nadia walked over to the pile of