I rose to my feet, hungry for more. I straightened my jacket, pulling the sleeves of my cuffs down. I’d been so crazed by her in her tight fucking dress that I hadn’t even had the forethought to take the damn thing off.
She slid off the countertop, shimmying her hips to get the fabric of her dress to smooth down. The movement did nothing but jack me up a little higher. Grabbing onto her hips, I spun her around, so she was facing the mirror. I ground my aching cock against her ass, smiling when her eyes shuttered closed. Pushing the hair from the side of her neck, I kissed her there, nipping gently with my teeth.
“Think about my offer, Wren.”
Her eyes flared wide, then a frown formed on her face. “That was about the offer?”
The hurt in her question was like a gunshot to the chest. It had been about the offer, but it had also been because I couldn’t keep my fucking hands to myself. I told her as much because I always believed honestly was the best policy, even if it hurt.
“I need it in writing, Bane.”
We were back to that?
“No.” If my word wasn’t enough, a fucking piece of paper was a moot point.
Slowly, she turned back around to face me. “I need to know that Hawk’s debts will be gone after these two weeks. I don’t care about what happens between us…” I stiffened at her words, but she pushed on. “I don’t need a Christian Grey-style contract where all the limits are set out.”
“Good, because that was fucked up. It took all the mystery and fun out of their fucking.”
Her eyes widened. “You’ve seen the movie?”
I grunted and folded my arms. “Read the books.”
The smile that pulled up her lips made my heart stutter. It was amazing. Incandescent. And I had to get her to do that more often.
“My sister made me.” Her smile widened, and I couldn’t help but lean in to kiss her. “Stop grinning at me like that.”
“You just caught me by surprise, Bane Rivera.”
“Yeah, well, don’t fucking say a word to anyone. I’ll deny the shit out of it.”
The mood that had been lightened suddenly dimmed. “But you’re not going to be able to give me what I want, are you?” She looked at me with such sudden disappointment that the urge to move fucking heaven and earth for her gripped me.
No woman had made me feel like this before, not in such a short amount of time. I would do anything for my sister, but she was family. Wren was not. But fuck, I wanted her to be more than just something to play with for two weeks. It would be a start, though.
“It’s too dangerous to have a piece of paper lying around with this sort of shit on it. If the cops got a look at it, I’m fucking done.”
Fuck, there was that look again.
Wren wrapped her arms over her chest, her eyes downcast. “Then… there is no deal. I’ll figure out another way to get you the money Hawk owes you.” She walked past me, unlocking the door but not yet opening it. I turned my head to find her studying me, trying to see what, I didn’t know. Wordlessly, she tugged on the handle and let herself out. As the door shut again, the sound of the music throbbing outside in the club was crushed like my fucking hopes that Wren would finally agree. I knew that if it were under any other circumstances, she wouldn’t have me. She was too smart to get tangled up with someone like me, so this deal was all I had left.
This deal or I let her go.
But that was never going to fucking happen.
I rinsed my face of Wren’s cum, then took my time drying it before walking back out into the VIP section. Wren was gone, not that I was surprised. She was a woman who had a fucking backbone, though, and each denial she gave me only made me want to chase her more.
“Bane,” someone called. I looked over my shoulder to find Evangeline standing there. “Leaving so soon?”
I shrugged. “My business meeting didn’t go as planned.”
A small smile flexed the corners of her mouth. “Maybe you shouldn’t conduct business in the private bathroom, then.”
Fuck, of course, she knew. Evangeline was a ball-busting bitch, and one I considered a friend, but she saw everything.
“I’ll take that under advisement.” Turning, I left the club and stepped outside.