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“Very. Very rich. I’m not sure that’s going to help anyone sleep.”
“I can think of a lot of things that are a lot better than sleep,” he said.
The innuendo was not veiled in the slightest. I sipped my tea, washing the chocolate out of my mouth. If I was home with Trisha, I would be devouring that damn cake. Between the cake and the man eating it, I wasn’t sure which was more enticing.
“I’m going to go to bed,” I said and put down the mug. If I stayed in the kitchen any longer, things were going to get dirty. Very, very dirty.
He put the lid on the cake and placed the container back in the fridge. “I’ll go up with you.”
“Jon,” I warned.
“What?” he said, shrugging. “It’s late.”
I walked upstairs with him on my heels. I walked to my room with him going to the door across the wide expanse. I glanced at him, knowing I shouldn’t, but I did anyway. His hand was on the door handle. He kept his eyes locked on mine as he pushed open the door and stepped through. I thought he was going to close it but he didn’t.
“Last chance,” he whispered.
Oh, he was killing me. The man looked good enough to eat. We were alone on this floor. We could be quiet. I would sneak back to my room and no one would ever know. The reasons why I shouldn’t enjoy a wild night with him vanished. All I could think about was him. Being with him. I wanted to climb on top of him and satisfy the cravings I’d been fighting for the last week.
I closed my door and walked across the open area with a couple of chairs facing one another. He stepped back and opened the door for me. Without a word, he closed the door behind me. I heard the quiet click of the lock being put into place.
He moved behind me and nuzzled the back of my neck. His hands slid down my sides and around to my stomach. “You smell so good. I get so fucking hard when I catch a hint of your scent.”
I tilted my head to the side and reached behind me to run my hands through his thick hair. His tongue slid over my neck before he nibbled at my flesh. While he sucked at my neck, his hands pushed down my pajama bottoms. I stepped out of them while he rubbed his hands over my bare thighs.
“We have to be quiet,” I whispered.
“I will. Can you?”
“Yes,” I murmured.
He lifted my top over my head and tossed it on the floor. He kissed my bare shoulder and over my shoulder blade to the other side. I sucked in a breath when his hand cupped my breast, lifting the weight of it in his hand.
“All day, all week,” he growled next to my ear, “I’ve wanted this. I’ve craved this.”
I turned in his arms and pushed down his pajama pants. He stepped back and quickly pulled the rest of his clothes off; leaving only his underwear on. I immediately went into his arms, his bare chest rubbing against my boobs. My nipples hardened immediately. He inched my chin up to look him in the eyes. I saw something I had not seen before. There was a tenderness I had not seen before. Yes, we were both turned on and the passion was burning, but there was something else. There wasn’t that wild fury we usually felt.
He ran his knuckles down my cheek with a small smile. I smiled back. “What’s that look for?”
“I’m happy you’re here.”
“Here in Vegas?” I questioned.
“Here with me. Right now, in this moment.”
“Me too,” I replied.
He lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me until my toes practically curled. I hooked my fingers in his briefs and pushed them down. I pulled my mouth from his and dropped to my knees in front of him. I reached for his thick shaft and gently squeezed. Without hesitation, I slipped him into my mouth.
“Oh shit,” he groaned. “Fuck me. You’re going to kill me.”
I sucked harder, pulling him deep into my throat. My other hand reached for his balls and massaged. His fingers weaved through my hair, gently massaging and tugging. Just when I thought he was going to let me finish him off, he stepped away. He reached for me and pulled me to my feet. His mouth slammed over mine while backing me up. Without even grunting, he lifted me and carefully laid me out on the bed. His body covered mine, pushing my legs open with his knee.
He paused with his still wet cock resting against me. “Fuck. Don’t move.”
He leaned forward, stretching out over me as he reached for his nightstand. I kissed his chest with my hands sliding over the hot, muscled body. A moment later he was sliding the condom over his erection. I opened my legs, welcoming him inside my body. He nudged the tip inside, taking deep, strangled breaths before pushing inside me.
I closed my eyes, biting my lip and reminding myself I had to be quiet. “So good,” I moaned.
