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Shit.
Her nipples hardened in an instant and a deep longing ache in her pussy throbbed like a hangover headache: dull and stubbornly persistent. Her heartbeat accelerated and her face flushed from arousal. She moistened. Without checking she knew her panties were damp. She hadn’t been this wet for a guy this quickly in her entire life. And he didn’t do anything to her. Yet.
Ooh…
As they stepped into the elevator, he inserted a key card into the reader and then hit the button for the penthouse. Kelly used the support of the back wall to keep her upright. Each time she met his gaze her knees went weak. The man had incredible magnetism that pulled her to him. Her heart beat fast. Heat rushed to her head This is crazy, she laughed inwardly. I must be starving for sex so bad that I got aroused when a hot guy came within my reach. And Marc was everything a woman dreamed of: tall, well-built, well-dressed and devastatingly good looking. God, she wanted this man more than anything in the world.
She restrained herself to fan herself when he studied her from head-to-toe. A smile curled on the corner of his lips.
“So, Kelly, are you enjoying Vegas so far?” he asked.
She didn’t trust her own voice so she nodded like a bobbing doll. She cleared her throat. “Sorry,” she whispered, blushing. “How do you know I’m a tourist? Am I that obvious?”
He chuckled. “I detect a Brooklyn accent in you. You live there?”
“Not anymore. How about you? Are you a native resident of the Sin City?”
“Born and bred. You came here alone?”
Kelly shook her head. “My cousin got married yesterday and my friends decided to tag along, wanting to see the glamorous Vegas nightlife.”
“I feel I should thank your cousin. I wouldn’t have met you if your cousin didn’t have the wedding here.”
She blushed even more.
Marc stepped into her space. He stroked the curl of her hair. Kelly just realized that he had the greenest eyes she’d ever seen—they were breathtaking. She found herself lost in them.
“Where were you all my life, sweetheart?” he murmured. He tugged her chin up and kissed her lips. He kissed her open-mouthed, full of passion that made her knees weak and her bones turn to jelly. The man was one hell of a kisser. The fire inside her stoked into a burning inferno. Aching, searing, and hungry. She returned his kiss with the same ferocity. Starving from her loneliness all these years. Emotionally hurt from her pain. Marc mauled back, letting her know he liked to be in charge. She didn’t mind that. Their kisses were an opera of lust and the rhythm of the symphony climbed high in staccato beats. His hands were all over her. He lifted her up onto her tiptoes, and she sighed with pleasure as his mouth tasted hers. It felt so good. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressed against her belly.
Big. Intimidating. Pure male.
That was one package she couldn’t wait to unwrap.
She barely noticed when the elevator doors opened. The length of the corridor was closed in a heartbeat. Marc pulled her into a room that opened into a wide, expansive space. Even the promise of the Vegas skyline couldn’t hold her attention as Marc’s fingertips had already found the zipper on the back of her dress.
Whoa. Whoa. What about the drink he promised?
This was crazy.
She didn’t know anything about this guy other than his name and the fact that he was sexy as sin.
But did it matter?
She was leaving in the morning. She’d go back to her boring life, and her boring job, and she would probably never have an opportunity like this again. That idea spurred her forward. She helped him with the zipper when it got stuck, and as he shoved the silky fabric roughly down her body, she heard the catch of his breath.
“I’ve been waiting to see those delicious breasts since the first moment I laid eyes on you,” Marc said.
Kelly felt like a goddess standing there in front of him as she read the hot desire in his eyes. He took her hands and gently tugged her toward the bed. He sat down on the edge and pulled her into the space between his knees. His hands ran the length of her sides as he began kissing the sensitive skin between her breasts. Everywhere that his lips touched left a trail of fire.
She wasn’t even sure where she lost her panties in the whole thing, but when she felt the whisper of his fingertips sliding across her exposed lower belly, she let out a loud moan of appreciation. His fingers teased the seam along her sex, and her body trembled when he licked her nipple.
He pulled her onto the bed and straddled her. Out of nowhere, she was blanketed by a sense of vulnerability seeing that Marc was still fully clothed and she had not had a single thread on her body. He held the power over her.
He could do anything he wanted, the way he wanted, as gen
tle or as rough as he wanted and there was nothing she could do about it.
On second thought, that didn’t sound too bad, at all.
