Stroke of Luck

“One thing I know you want from me is sex. What if I give you that?”

His eyebrows shot up. “You’re suggesting you pay me back by fucking me?”

His coarse wording made her uncomfortable, but she shrugged.

“Why not? You don’t have to worry about any romantic entanglements. It’ll be just a straightforward physical relationship.”

His eyebrow arched up. “You don’t find this kind of arrangement a bit demeaning?”

She shrugged. “Why? It’s not like I’m being forced into it. And with the strong attraction there’s always been between us, it’s the same as if we just decided to have a fling.”

“And you think a few fucks with you is worth over a hundred grand?”

She flinched inside, but kept her head held high. “It can be as many fucks as you want. You call the shots. And before you continue insulting me, I wanted to pay you in cash.”

* * *

Fuck. Quinn stood up and raked his hand through his hair. He was being an asshole again.

But damn it, her suggestion had thrown him totally off balance. He could barely think straight at the thought of finally having her in his bed.

And to tell the truth, the prospect terrified him.

If he finally got what he’d dreamed of for so long … If he finally felt her naked body beneath him … surrendering to him …

Fuck, he might fall for her all over again.

“I told you I don’t want you to pay me back.”

Her eyes glittered as she stared at him, and her back slumped in defeat.

“Fine. I’ll have to find another way.”

She started to turn away from him, but he knew he couldn’t let this opportunity slip away. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her tightly against him. The feel of her soft breasts crushed against his chest sent need churning through him.

“But I do want to take you up on that offer.”

Her eyes widened again.

“I’ll even throw in enough cash to get you started again.”

“That’s not necessary.”

“You don’t dictate the terms. I do.”

He waited for her to protest, but she didn’t.

“You’ll stay with me for a month. I’ll expect you to be totally cooperative. You’ll do whatever I tell you to do. Fuck me whenever and however I want. Agreed?”

She nodded, her cheeks flushing a deep rose.

He released her and stepped back.

“Good. At least it’s an honest proposition,” he continued. “We both know what we’re getting out of it. No one’s being taken advantage of. And there’ll be no messy ending. When the time is up, you’ll just leave.”

“Yes, of course. Now that that’s settled, I’ll go fix my makeup so we can go down and join Austin.”

“Wait. There’s one more thing.”