Page 1 of Billionaire In Vegas

Prologue

“I hate you!”

“That’s right. Let it all out. Tell me how you really feel, princess.”

I hated it when he called me princess. Gritting my teeth, I selected the book nearest me and tossed it at him with all the force I could muster. He caught it easily and laughed at me which only served to piss me off even more.

“Good throw, princess. Too bad you didn’t hit your targ—”

He didn’t get the last word out as the box of Kleenex smacked him on the forehead knocking him back in such a comical fashion, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“How’s that for a target, princess?” I said, taunting him as he held a hand to his forehead looking bewildered.

“Did you seriously just assault me with a box of tissue?”

Instantly, I felt contrite, but I wasn’t backing down. I tilted my chin up defiantly. “Yep. That just happened.”

“You’re going to pay for that,” he said, coming towards me, the towel around his hips parting ever so deliciously every time he took a step. He was naked beneath the towel, of course, and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t incredibly difficult to resist taking a peak.

It was then I admitted to myself something my body had known all along. I wanted Jude Foster. And as he backed me into a wall and placed an arm on either side of my head, it wasn’t anger I saw there in his eyes, it was lust. I wanted Jude, but he wanted me more.

I could feel the heat emanating from his body. The sexy scent of his aftershave was wreaking havoc on my libido. And his body...Oh God, his body. He was so gorgeous, so perfect. Nothing but solid muscle covered by skin so deliciously smooth I wanted to lick it. I wanted to lick him. All over. He brought his hips to rest against mine and I sucked in a breath.

His sex nestled against my own and I involuntarily shifted against it. He groaned and looked down.

“Do that again,” he said, “and I might not be able to control myself...”

I was done being afraid, so without another thought, I rubbed my pelvis against his. Slowly. Languidly. Taking my time to get intimately acquainted with his sex that apparently loved the attention.

With a growl, he turned me around and in the same motion shoved my robe up around my hips. I felt his cock press against my bare butt as he said against my ear, “Bend over Lacey, it’s time for us to become better acquainted.”