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Can I do this?
Can I have a one-night stand with a man I just met?
Wait… that’s not the real question here.
The real question is, do I want to go with him?
Do I want him?
Do I want this freedom I’ve given myself just by being here in Vegas?
Tonight I’m not just free to be whoever I want to be, I’m free to do whatever I want to do as well, with the sinfully gorgeous man who’s christened me Venus.
With that reasoning, the answer comes to me as quickly as my next breath.
“Yes.”
Chapter 5
Autumn
The instant we’re inside Mr. Handsome’s hotel room, his lips are on mine.
The kiss he gives me is mind-numbing and glorious. It makes the world fade away into millions of flashing stars and my body glow with pleasure.
We’re at the Four Seasons in his penthouse suite. Behind us is a breathtaking view of the city. That’s all I know about our surroundings. The only other thing I’m aware of is the gorgeous man devouring my lips who wants to fuck me all night.
He moves with me across the room and our bodies crash against the wall.
God, what the hell have I been missing all my life?
I’ve never been kissed with such fire and passion or touched with such carnal possession. It’s as if this handsome god-like man really believes I’m his goddess.
“You’re driving me crazy, Venus.” He mutters against my lips and continues feeding me little kisses.
“You too,Aries. But I hear crazy is never a good thing.” I speak breathlessly.
His lips move to my neck and nibble the sensitive skin there. “Crazy is always good in my books, baby.”
Baby. I like that. I wouldn’t mind hearing him call me that forever.
“Is it?” I moan.
“Fuck, yeah.” He kisses me harder, pushing his hard—massive—erection into my belly. He wants me to feel it.
A shudder races through me as I do, and his cock hardens even more.
I rub against him. I can just imagine how big he must be.
My breasts heave against his chest in tandem with our rapid heartbeats and I sink into every kiss, getting drunk on his masculine taste and scent of power.
I want him to consume me and pull me from the real world where I’m the girl who always plays by the rules.
“Open your legs for me.” His voice becomes a sexy rasp that compels my body to obey.
Obey I do, parting my legs for him.
I gasp when he rolls my dress up my thighs and cups my pussy, running his finger over the fabric of my panties.
