Page 52 of Square Deal

I leaned into his hand, enjoying how intimate it felt. “I shouldn’t…”

Isaac drew me in for a slow kiss. It didn’t feel like the kiss we shared before the clothes flew off. This one wasn’t hurried. He was simply kissing me just because it felt good. I savored that single connection. He held my chin, pinched between his thumb and index finger. His nose bumped and brushed against mine with each taste.

I pulled back and rested my forehead on his. “Why’d you come back here so soon?”

“Where does small talk fall in the spectrum of frills and extras?” he murmured, dropping his head so he could scrape his scruff between the valley of my breasts.

“I’ll allow it for now,” I hummed in satisfaction. “Just don’t get sappy on me.

Isaac pulled back and shoved a pillow up under his head. For all the times we had gotten frisky with each other, this was the first time we were really snuggled up in bed together.

Our first night together, he tucked in beside me, then disappeared as soon as I dozed off. Why was I scared that he’d leave like that again?

Did I want him to stay?

He stroked my cheek. “There’s something about you, HannahJane Hayes.” His gaze as he studied my eyes was disarming. “I can’t figure it out.”

I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling. “You really know how to make a girl feel self-conscious.”

His loud bark of laughter filled the room. “You don’t have a goddamn thing to be self-conscious about, Princess.”

“Why’d you come back?”

Isaac’s smile faded, and he rolled onto his back, lacing his hands behind his head. His biceps strained as he flexed. I allowed myself the luxury of appreciating his well-sculpted body.

Isaac caught my gaze and grinned. “You don’t believe that I came back to see you?”

“Nuh-uh,” I said, shaking my head. “Not in the slightest.”

He tilted his head to look at me, his nose bumping against mine as he murmured, “You like busting my balls, don’t you?”

“It’s becoming a favorite hobby of mine.”

“I can’t get you out of my head,” Isaac began without a hint of amusement. He looked frustrated. Pissed off. “My first night in Luxembourg, I went out to a club and paid for a private dance with one of the girls working that night.”

I rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up. “I don’t want to hear about you hooking up with strippers right after we had sex.” He grabbed my wrist and yanked me back into him. “Hey!” I shrieked in annoyance.

Isaac manhandled me down onto the mattress and straddled my hips. Fury radiated from his bare chest. Dangerous blue eyes seared into my soul.

“I couldn’t get it up,” he growled. I didn’t know if he was pissed off at himself or me. “This woman had her bare ass and tits all over me, and I had to sit through a fucking lap dance with a limp dick. You called me that afternoon, screaming about me paying for your goddamn coffee, and the second I heard your voice, I was hard as arock. I went out to let off some steam, but nothing made me feel as alive as you do.”

My lips parted. Not at his admission, but because I felt the tip of his bare cock dragging through my wet pussy.God, it felt so good.“Isaac.”

He slid his hand behind my head, fisting my hair.

I relished the punishing bite of pain on my skull. I did this to him.

I, Hannah Jane Hayes, ruined Isaac Lawson.

I was damn powerful.

I raised my chin and met his gaze straight on. “So that’s it? That’s why you concocted this wholedeal? You couldn’t get it up, so you need me to help you get off?” My mouth curved into a wicked smirk. “Isaac, honey, do you need me to introduce you to the world of self-service pleasure? Because your hand, some lube, and a little blue pill are a lot cheaper than chartering a private jet to North Carolina.” In my most condescending customer service voice, I added, “Just call a doctor if your erection lasts for more than four hours.”

He spanked my pussy and I keened, writhing beneath him. I whimpered as the snap of pain melted into warm pleasure.

“You don’t think I tried?” he hissed, driving two fingers deep inside of me and stroking my walls. “Princess, I nearly ripped my dick off trying to finish myself. I couldn’t get off unless I thought about you.”

Wait. What?

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