Page 62 of The Vegas Lie


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So, she licked again and latched onto the spot on his neck, sucking until he went from a normal erection to steel that could prop up a two-story house.

She straddled him, and he must have dropped the scrubs at some point because his hands were on her ass, scrubs-less.

“Saraci?” She nipped, licked, and sucked. “Are you not attracted to me?”

He could have not eaten for days, and someone offered him food, and he still would shove it aside to devour Raina instead.

Not attracted to her?

Her leggings and his scrubs separated them, but he was so hard, it felt as though he was partially inside her.

Seconds before he would have made a noise of defeat, a groaning sigh, he swallowed it. His neck was not supposed to be an erogenous zone. At this point in his life, he’d assumed he’d located all his hot spots, and his neck wasn’t one he’d identified before today.

“I won’t beg you, Saraci.” She trailed kisses underneath his chin and placed one right below his bottom lip. “You might as well give in.”

Did she own him?

Yes.

Did she know that?

Probably.

Did that mean he would give in?

Also, probably.

She looked up at him, the picture of pure fake innocence, trying to hide an obvious smug grin.

With his breaths coming in as fast as they were, the room would soon start to spin, so he set her on her back and unzipped the jacket. She didn’t try to stop him, didn’t look away or ask him what he was doing. And he’d had an idea of what he was doing until the sports bra came down, and a pair of beautiful, mocha-tipped breasts stared back at him.

“When was the last time you had sex?” she asked.

“Almost two years ago.” He took one breast in his hand, gently squeezed. “Before I met you. It was with my ex, and it was a one-time thing.”

Maybe thoughts of Emmaline would calm his desire. Even when they were together, it had been more of a relationship where she would have to be in his presence, touching him, for him to get an erection.

Raina’s nipple hardened against his palm, and if it could, his dick would have laughed at him. Emmaline wasn’t powerful enough to dissolve Raina. Raina’s effect on him extended past state lines and country borders.

“You?” he asked.

“I have since we met,” she said.

He looked up. “Who was it?”

“I’m joking.”

“You better be.”

“I am. It’s been a few years. My career is very demanding, and I ran into this egomaniac in Greece a while back. After that, I haven’t been able to think about being with anyone else.”

Sounded like his exact situation.

Bending his head, he covered her areola with his mouth, massaging her lush breast, and she arched up off the cushions like a feline.

“Mmm.” He flicked her nipple with the tip of his tongue. “Why do you taste like this?”

“Like w—”

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