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CHAPTER2
Madisen
Maybe I’d look back on the obvious loss of my rationality with regret, but somehow, I doubted it. As he took me by the hand, I remained in the sweet haze of lust, allowing him to control the situation. He took long strides through the lobby toward the bank of elevators, slapping his hand on the button. As if by magic, the doors swung open, revealing an empty space.
He pulled me inside with full authority, purpose in his step. As he pushed me against the wall, I held my breath, trying to control my nerves. I swallowed, the little voice inside my head encouraging me, reminding me that I could do this.
Whether or not I could follow through was the question, but there was no shortage of chemistry between us, another surge of desire spinning around us as if preparing a golden cocoon. He planted his hands on the cold steel beside me, dipping his head until our lips were dangerously close. Even through the mask, I could tell he was several years older. That only made the excitement of being with him that much more intoxicating.
I’d wanted my first time to be with an older man. If it couldn’t be with the person I longed to touch and taste, then this magnificent specimen of a man was exactly what I needed.
“What do I call you?” he asked, his voice even deeper than before.
“Luna.”
“Luna the good witch?”
“There’s nothing good about me. I’m very naughty.”
His lips curled into a salacious smile. “I like a naughty witch. That’s so much tastier than if you were a good witch,” he breathed.
“Oh, I’m very bad.” Assuming the role was intriguing, even if I had no idea what I was talking about.
He laughed and my panties became soaked. “Well, then, bad little witch, you can call me Ranger.”
“Mmm…” I purred and fisted his shirt, arching my back.
The smile remained on his face, his eyelids barely open. The way his nostrils flared was a clear indication of his lurid thoughts. I remained struck by his masculinity, a man entirely comfortable with his prowess. While I didn’t know a thing about him, he had the ability to make me feel comfortable. He took multiple deep breaths, the smile remaining. Obviously, the perfume I’d selected for the evening was to his liking.
When the elevator pinged, he took my hand once again and it struck me how comfortable I felt around him, as if I’d known him my entire life. He whisked us to the end of the hall, sliding the card into the slot so quickly that I barely noticed him doing so.
Once inside, he tossed it and his hat on the dresser, closing and locking the door. Then he wasted no time, pushing me against the wall as he’d done inside the elevator. “Are you sure about this?”
“Without a doubt.”
“Be careful, Luna. I might ruin you.”
That’s exactly what I wanted. “Please do.”
The only light was the bright moon sweeping in through the open blinds and the glow from some of the thousands of neon lights of Vegas slashing across the horizon. While I wanted to bask in the glory of every inch of his body, I preferred the shadowed light in keeping with the game we were playing.
He struggled out of his leather vest, pitching it halfway across the room as I crowded against the wall, more comfortable with a stranger than I should be. This time when he lowered his head, I rose onto my tiptoes, pressing our lips together. Within seconds, he took full control, tugging me away from the wall and fisting the wig. I couldn’t care less if he ripped it off, but it stayed snugly in place while he crushed his mouth over mine.
The taste of bourbon and peppermint was an enthralling combination, my legs trembling from the intensity of his hold. I couldn’t help intertwining my fingers in his hair, the feel silky against my skin.
For the few kisses I’d had before, nothing had prepared me for the way his dominating passion made me feel—lightheaded, my stomach in knots. Heat continued to build rapidly between us and when he pushed the hard ridge of his cock against my stomach, I was swooning. I’d never felt this way before, completely free and in control of my own destiny.
I moaned into the moment of intimacy as I allowed my hands to roam over his chest, marveling in the feel of his chiseled abs between my fingers. He swept his tongue inside, instantly dominating mine as soft growls erupted from the depth of his being.
He kept his firm hold, rubbing his hips back and forth, exciting me even more. After wrapping his arm around my waist, he pulled me away from the wall, the kiss rougher as he backed into another room. I clung to him, still feeling lightheaded. I’d never wanted nor appreciated a man who took control of anything but with him it seemed as natural as the desire to be here in his room. With a complete stranger.
No one could understand how freeing the moment truly was, a letting go of the past while embracing the joys of what would be a wonderful future.
Or so I hoped.
As he pulled me into the bedroom, he allowed our lips to part, using both hands to cup the sides of my face. “You’re amazing, a beautiful feast for the eyes. Do you have any idea how incredible you are?”
He seemed to know exactly what to say, allowing me to feel the heated need of a man. Even in the luminescent light of the Vegas skyline, I could see the intensity of his gaze, one filled with the kind of lust reserved for no other girl but me.
