Deal Breakers (Dealing with Love 1)

Riley is staring at my mouth. “My thoughts exactly.” I reach for my silverware but he stops me and says, “Here. Allow me.”

“Uh…okay.”

He grabs a spoon and dips it into the ice cream. He watches carefully as he brings the bite to my mouth, gulping audibly as I close my lips over the utensil. “Good?”

I swallow. “Yes, very. Are you going to try it?”

“Oh, I really, really want to.” He hasn’t taken his eyes off of me.

“Well, why don’t you—”

I’m silenced when his lips touch mine. Since we’re on a couch he’s right next to me and can easily lean into my body. He quickly dips his tongue between my parted lips and pulls back with a smile. “Delicious.”

I blush. “That’s not what I meant when I asked if you were going to try it.”

He wraps his arm behind me and begins tracing circles on the small of my back with his thumb. He leans over my ear and whispers, “Are you complaining about my methods?”

I shiver as he licks my earlobe. “No.”

He places feather light kisses along the nape of my neck. “Dev?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you want to go downstairs?”

I bite my lip to stifle a moan. “So bad.”

He stands with a smile, pulls some money out of his wallet and places it on the table next to our barely eaten dessert. He leads me back to the elevator without a word as I follow in a haze of lust. He presses the button for the tenth floor as we step into the car. Our bodies vibrate with anticipation as we stare at each other on the short ride down. He gently pushes me forward by the small of my back as we exit to the left.

“Room ten-oh-eight,” he says.

We find our room about halfway down the hall and Riley stops to dig in his pocket for the keycard. He swipes it through and the green light illuminates. Turning the knob he says, “You ready?”

I gulp. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

RILEY

I OPEN THE DOOR to our room and guide her in by pushing on the small of her back once again. This is definitely my new favorite spot on her body. It dips in perfectly where I rest my hand right above the tempting curve of her ass, making my fingers itch to slide south. Devyn gasps upon seeing my final surprise. Red rose petals are strewn across the white down comforter with a silver bucket of iced champagne and two flutes sitting on the nightstand.

“Oh, Riley,” she whispers. My dick stirs at the sound of her voice. I hope that it’s only the first of many times she will say my name tonight with such reverence.

She walks throughout the room, lightly touching her fingertips to each surface. She fits perfectly in such a classy space and I can’t help but sit here and admire the view.

“Do you approve?” I ask.

She turns around with that magnificent grin from earlier and replies, “It’s perfect.”

I walk over to the nightstand and see that the champagne has already been corked so I pour two glasses. Holding one out towards her I say, “Would you like some?”

She smirks. “Why, Mr. McIntyre, are you trying to get me drunk?”

I laugh. “Right! You and I both know who can drink whom under the table here and it certainly isn’t me.”

She grins as she takes the glass from my hand. “Touché.” After a lengthy sip she adds, “What now?”

I step towards her, loving the pink hue that hasn’t really left her skin tonight. I gently slide my finger underneath the thick strap of her dress before trailing it down her arm. It’s pretty hard to miss the goose bumps that have formed everywhere I’ve touched. “Now, is when you officially have to stop asking questions and just follow my lead.”

She gulps. “Oh…um, okay. Can I just have a minute…to you know, freshen up?”