Page 64 of Reckless Deal

“What is it?”

She looks toward the ocean, avoiding my eyes. With my finger, I nudge her face to look at me.

“Winesty?” She bites her lip and I nod. “It’s so beautiful here and we don’t really need to go back, so I was hoping we would stay. Maybe celebrate the New Year here?” A blush spreads across her face.

“I have work.” It’s out before I think about it. I’ve never taken more than a day or two away. Aside from Lake Como every summer, where I work for a month.

She studies me for a moment, all the joy gone. She nods, but then stops herself and rises to kiss me again. This time she teases with her tongue while running her hand down my body. She cups my cock and I hiss.

“Tell me, Mr. Cassinetti, will someone die if you stayed three more days?”

She works on my belt, and I want to stop her, but… well, I don’t want her to stop. “No,” I croak.

“Will you break any social engagements that would fall apart without you?” She unzips my pants.

My nostrils flare and I fist her hair, forcing her to look at me. I shake my head.

“I see,” she croons. “Will you lose a lot of money?” She puts her finger into her mouth and licks it, before she lowers it down and draws circles at the tip of my cock with her saliva.

I breathe in sharply. Little vixen. “Perhaps.”

“Hmm…” She scrunches her lips to the side and continues to tease my cock. “I wonder, Mr. Cassinetti, how much is time with me worth to you?”

Is she going to negotiate with me? Fuck me. Clever girl.

She pulls down the waistband of my briefs and fists my length. “No one dies, no one will really miss you, so how much are three more days worth to you?”

I wouldn’t really lose any money if I stayed. Not much would change if I moved a few things, and probably some of my coworkers would enjoy unexpected free time. I’m used to working because that’s my happy place. But right now… only three days.

Fuck me. I grip Mila’s ass roughly and hoist her up. She wraps her legs around my waist. My pants fall to the ground and I shake them off. I turn with her in my arms, and the brilliant sun reflecting off the water blinds me. But I’m probably blind already.

Mila yelps as her back hits the glass wall. “If you take care of my cock, Princess, the three days are priceless.”

Chapter18

Mila

With my eyes still closed, I turn and sigh, sliding my hand to the side. The silky sheets are cool and smooth under my fingers. I frown. There are just the sheets, and Gio’s side of the bed is cold.

I sit up. Six o’clock in the morning. The man doesn’t stop working. Ever. I pull my ridiculously useless—in terms of coverage—nightie over my head and pad out of the bedroom.

In the last two weeks, I’ve discovered Gio’s house pretty well. I even met most of his staff despite the fact that we’re still keeping our relationship a secret. I guess they have NDAs as well.

The light seeps under his office door and I can hear his deep rumble. He must be on a call with Europe or Asia. I turn to leave him to it and perhaps start coffee, but then I bite my lip and turn the door handle, pushing the door slightly and squeezing through.

He sits at his desk across the room by the wall of windows. Talking to someone on a video call, he doesn’t notice me. He’s wearing a crisp white shirt, but no tie, and under the table he is in his flannel pajama pants. The image tugs at my lips. This is way too casual for him.

His broad shoulders are tense, and I doubt myself for a moment. Perhaps I shouldn’t interrupt an important discussion or presentation.

I step back and end up knocking the door closed.Click. Gio flicks his eyes to me, and they widen before he gets back to the screen.

“Could you explain their conditions to me again?” He frowns at the screen. I’m intruding, so I turn to leave, but his next words stop me. “I’m sorry, I’ll have to turn off the video, I’m having problems with the connection. Do you believe the negotiations are still salvageable?”

The person on the line answers and I pivot around slowly. When my eyes meet with Gio’s, shivers explode all over my skin. He is far from me, but the heat reaches me with delicious intensity.

He leans back. The king in his court, his eyes eating up every single part of me, leisurely admiring and taunting at the same time. He is daring me to make a move. He killed the video and now he wants to see what I’ll do.

“Of course. That’s an excellent suggestion.” His words jerk me out of my lusting indecision. And while he’s having a conversation with the person on the other side, he continues to fuck me with his eyes.

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