Page 11 of Square Deal

“That’s what you really want to ask right now?” The corner of his mouth brushed my ear as he leaned in close. “Because I can read your mind, Hannah.”

I gulped. “What am I thinking?”

“You’re wondering what it would be like to spend the night with me. Part of you wants to go for it, and the other part is telling you to run. You’re wondering why I’m not driving my fingers into your pussy right now. I know you’re wet for me.”

Yes, yes, and yes.“I don’t do casual relationships, Isaac.”

“I’m not asking for casual. It’s only one night,” he murmured. “No strings. No commitment. Just one night that’ll blow your mind.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned forward, resting my forehead on his. “I can’t. It’ll be like every other time I’ve tried. I don’t want to get hurt.”

“In the morning, I’ll be on a plane back to my life, and you’ll go back to yours,” he said as his finger trailed along the ridge of my collarbone. Slowly, he followed the neckline of my blouse to where it dipped between my breasts. “I’m not sticking around. I’m not even asking for your number. No expectations except a minimum number of times I make you come.”

I had to admit—Isaac made a persuasive argument. I chewed on my lip. “I don’t even like you.”

“No, but you’ll like it when I fuck you.”

4

ISAAC

“Why the hell aren’t you wearing panties again?” I grunted as I shoved Hannah against my hotel room door and kissed her hard.

Her lips tasted like champagne and wedding cake, and it was fucking delicious.

I fumbled with the key card, jamming it into the slot six times before it finally unlocked. I couldn't remember the last time I felt this pent up and out of control.

"Panty lines," she whispered, stumbling as I walked her backwards into my suite. “Can’t wear them with this skirt.” She gasped when I grabbed the neck of her blouse and tore it right down the middle, sending buttons scattering across the room.

“Do you know what I would have done if I had known you were bare under there when we were dancing?” I hissed, spinning her to face the wall, trapping her by pressing my forearm across her shoulder blades. I pulled the zipper of her skirt all the way down and grabbed her ass cheek. Hannah let out a little squeak and spun around.

I ripped her skirt off and made quick work of her shirt. Herbreasts were restrained by barely lined black lace. I palmed them both and rolled her nipples between my fingers.

“Isaac,” she whimpered, stomping her foot against the marble entryway.

I tilted my head and nibbled on her earlobe. “You should walk around like this more often,” I murmured. “You're a bombshell.”

And she was. Perfect tits that were just enough to play with, an ass and a pair of legs like a damn supermodel. And she was just short enough for me to toss her around.This was going to be fun.

I freed the hooks of her bra and tossed it aside. Then, taking Hannah’s hand and turning her to face me, I looked her up and down.

She was completely exposed except for that pair of fuck-me heels she’d been in all night and a pearl necklace around the base of her throat.

It was November, but she still had a dark tan lingering from the summer months. Big brown eyes and pink lips widened as I reached between her legs and cupped her sex.

“You ready for this?” I asked, working my fingers between her wet folds.

Hannah nodded and went to toe her high heels off, but that wasn’t how the night was going to go.

“No, ma’am,” I said, picking her up and throwing her onto the bed. “You’re gonna keep those on while I fuck you.”

She opened her mouth to argue with me, but I wasn’t having that either. I crawled on top of her and stuck two fingers—still covered in her wetness—between her lips.

“Suck,” I ordered. Hannah let out a little squeak of protest, so I shoved my fingers in deeper. “Show me what you’re gonna do when I put my cock in your mouth.”

Her eyelids fluttered shut, and she moaned like a goddamn porn star as she closed her lips around my fingers, swirled her tongue around them, and sucked hard.

After a moment, I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and swiped them across her nipples, leaving a glistening path of saliva. I blew a puff of air across her tits, making her nipples pebble before giving them a lascivious nip with my teeth.

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