Page 20 of The First Deal

“Wherever you want.” Hannah wiggled again.

I pushed my hand lower, sliding it back under her, chuckling as she gasped.

Bringing the cube to my fingers, I dragged it over her clit, then back to her already-soaked hole. “In here?”

She nodded.

I pushed it in, and she squirmed.

I hooked it back out, then moved back to her ass. Except this time, I didn’t soak her cheek. This time, I let the ice cube melt against her asshole. “Or here?”

She nodded again.

Again, I pushed, this time with more effort despite how small the cube had now become, and the sound that fell from her lips was something I’d replay over and over for the rest of my life.

“Do you like this?” I asked, the cube swallowed up by her tight hole, leaving my finger wet as it circled and dragged dribbles of water down to her pussy.

She squeaked her response. It was perfect. She was perfect.

When the water stopped dribbling out, I resumed my torture of her clit. “Do you think I can make you squirt again, Cariño?”

She nodded, and I wondered at what point I had managed to steal away all of her words.

She had a smart mouth, a sweet mouth, a mouth that I wanted to do dirty things to, but for now, I was going to plunge two thick fingers inside her, rings deep, and fuck her with my hand until she could hold back no longer.

When she tightened and cried out—no words this time, just desperate noise—I pulled out and flicked my fingers over her clit.

Hannah’s legs shook as she soaked my hand. I didn’t stop, my fingers working effortlessly to drag her display out for as long as possible. The floor beneath her feet was nothing but a mirrored puddle, shimmering, and then she released the bar and fell backwards.

She fell against me, and with my hand still cupping her pussy, I held her close, shushing and praising her with gentle whispers as she babbled incoherently.

Repositioning her so that she was comfortable, I carried her to the bathroom and set her down on the toilet seat. She slumped with a smile as she watched me fill the bath, adding bubbles to the steamy water.

Once it was filled with a mountain of lavender-scented bubbles, I helped her in, holding her hand as she stood in the warm water, then guiding her down to lay. I then located a bath pillow, placed it beneath her head, kissed her temple, whispered that I’d join her in a while, and commanded her to relax.

She rolled her eyes at me, then closed them. “You sure know how to treat a girl, Rex.”

Back to that, were we?

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” I said with a wink, not that she was looking my way, then made my way out of the bathroom, leaving the door open as I tossed my shirt into the hamper across the room and made a beeline for the bar.

Tucked away in a drawer beneath a wad of napkins I found what I was looking for. I didn’t bother to pour myself another drink, instead, I made my way out to the balcony, leaned over the edge, and flicked open the fresh packet of cigarettes.

Placing one between my teeth, I lit it with the light I had found beside the packet in the drawer, then began to inhale, taking deep drags as I stared out at the Colosseum and allowed my thoughts to drift.

Clearly, I actually liked this girl. I tried not to let that freak me out. I had neverlikeda girl in my life, not more than on the surface. Except for Violet, but she was different, she was my best friend. She meant a lot to me, but I wasn’t interested in her, even though she was convinced that eventually, I could grow to be.

Hannah was different. She captivated me. Fucking bewitched me if I was being honest.

I wanted her.

Wanted her beyond tonight, beyond the bedroom.

But there were things that I didn’t want. A life I had already lived. Would a twenty-one-year-old woman with her entire life to live want to settle for the one I could offer? There were experiences that I’d take away from her if she chose to want me back. Could I do that? Deprive her of those choices?

She was so young, and I was old. Old enough to know that maybe the safest thing that I could do with my life now, would be to hold up my end of the deal I had made all those years ago with Vi.

Only, I didn’t want that.

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