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“Oh my God. That feels amazing.” My head falls to his shoulder as he draws me closer. My arms tire, but I cling to that chain tighter, needing something to grip as the next, deeper drive of his cock sends me into overdrive.
My head grows light, perspiration dotting my skin as he fucks me, hard, with his massive cock. The friction inside me is everything I need, want, desire. My pussy constricts around him, my legs tighten around his waist.
He holds my legs tight as he fucks me. I hang there, moving my hips against him, bucking against him, fucking every inch of that cock, chasing down my pleasure. It’s hot and hard, sweaty and fast. The slapping of skin echoes through the empty room. Sweat covers us as we work our way to the heady climax we’ve been needing.
“Oh, God. I’m going to come.” My body convulses, then tightens into a little ball. The metal chain digs into my palms as I hold on for dear life as the orgasm tears through my body. Relief shoots through my limbs, leaving them shaky and weak.
“Hang on.” He pulls his cock out as he comes, coming all over the floor instead of inside me. He stands there, holding himself, his skin slick with arousal from my pussy. It pulses in his hand as he finishes. “God. I could stay here all night with you. Just do this again and again.”
“Me, too.” I smile, tipping my head forward and kissing him deeply. I pull away, looking around, embarrassed by our mess. “Should we… ah… wipe up?”
He grabs wipes from a cabinet. They’ve thought of everything for this room. He does his best to clean up with the wipes and says, “A staff member will come disinfect after each couple. Didn’t want it inside of you and risk ruining your dress when we have a party to get back to.”
It’s kinda hot, the power he has—a secret sex room with a staff to care for it.
He reaches up for the cuff, unlatching it and releasing my arms. It feels so good to lower them, stretching out the ache after having them pinned over my head for so long. Sweet relief travels through my limbs. I press my hands against his chest, staring up at him. I feel like he’s put stars in my eyes, my knees still weak from our sex.
Leaning against him, I catch my breath. He kisses me, smoothing my hair as best he can. He helps me dress, hooking my bra for me, holding my panties to help me step into them. He grabs my dress, carefully pulling it over my head before putting on his own clothing.
“Let’s go home and do what we just did all over again,” I say, giddy. “Without the chain this time. My arms can’t take any more.”
“Great idea. We’ve got to go back up and say goodbye first, though.” He hits the button to close the door. We ride back up the elevator, straightening our clothing, laughing.
We make the rounds, saying our goodbyes before leaving the bar, our hair mussed up, afterglow warming our skin. I feel calm, like I’m gliding on a cloud.
Charlie stops me, handing me a white box. “Don’t forget your photo!”
“Oh! They’ve already been printed?” I take the box from her.
“Yep. We love to do a takeaway at all our charity events. A little something to remember the night by.” She smiles at me and Beckett a little too hard. Like she’s hoping for something long-term to happen between us.
I’m sorry to say…
It’s not.
“Thank you so much, Charlie!” I remove the lid from the box.
Inside is a picture frame made from dice. Our photo under the VEGAS sign is inside. My heart drops into the soles of my stilettos as I stare at the handsome couple in the photo. He looks so proud to have me on his arm. I look so happy to be with him.
I know I’m going to break his heart.
Tomorrow is my only chance to get out of here.
Chapter Sixteen
Beckett
I stretch, waking to warm sunlight streaming through my window. A slow smile spreads across my satisfied face.
The past few days I’ve had the best sexcapades of my life.
I hope it’s been record-breaking for her too. Not that I can stomach the thought of her ever having been with another guy. Immature, sure. Still, I want to kill any man who's touched her.
Especially that asshole, Trevor. My men are hunting him down now. Hopefully he’ll be mine by the end of the day.
And he’ll not live to see another.
It’s time to think of more pleasant thoughts. Like getting another taste of her sugar-sweet pussy. I roll over, reaching out for her, ready to run my tongue along the seam of her sex. Expecting the warm softness of her body, I find nothing but sheets and blankets.
