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Reckless Nights (Vegas Nights 1)

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Her cheeks heated when he smirked at her. He knew exactly what she was doing, but he didn’t seem the least bit bothered by it.

“What are you sorry for?” she asked, feeling stupid.

“I had to go toss the condom.” He stopped at the foot of the bed, frowning. “Where are you going?”

“Oh.” She reached up, tried to smooth her hair out but it was no use. All that rolling around on the bed had turned it into a tornado around her head. “Um…” Should she be the one to say it first? That, wow, they had such a great moment, but now she needed to go?

Crap. She’d never had a one-night stand before, so her experience was zero in situations like this. She hated being unprepared and was completely out of her element with this one.

“You’re not leaving, are you? What happened to we have all night?” He came closer, until he was standing right in front of her, his cock in eye level. Mouth level.

Oh. My.

“Um.” She gazed up at him, saw that he was watching her with a mixture of concern and undeniable arousal lighting his eyes. “Do you want me to?”

“No.” He slowly shook his head, his cock hugely erect. A little smile curved his lips. “I want you to stay. As you can plainly see.”

Relief filled her. Yes. He didn’t want her to leave. Reaching out, she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, licking her lips. His cock hardened even more in her grip. “You recover fast.”

“Must be the woman I’m with. She’s working some sort of magic over me,” he said, his expression sincere.

His words struck deep inside her, in the vicinity of her heart, which was ridiculous. They were just words, used to flirt and tempt and have fun with. He wasn’t being serious.

As she closed her lips over the head of his cock, he settled his hands in her hair, guiding her, saying rough, dirty words, urging her to do so many things she’d never once considered doing. She pushed past embarrassment and went for it, licking and sucking him into orgasm in an amazingly short amount of time.

It was amazing. Perfect.

She never wanted this moment to end.

Chapter Five

Where the hell r u?

Reagan stared at the text message from Natalie that was delivered about two hours ago. She wanted to answer. Really she did.

But she didn’t. She still hadn’t. Why not? Why couldn’t she tell her friend the truth? Maybe because it sounded sordid and trashy and she didn’t want her friends judging her or worrying about her?

Oh, don’t mind me. I’m with Declan Carter and he just fucked my brains out for, hmm, about the past twelve hours. I think I’ve gotten maybe an hour of sleep and I’ve never felt better in my entire life. The man has made me come so many times, I swear to God my clit is sore. My entire body is sore but especially between my legs. Though if he slipped that giant cock inside me at this very moment, I wouldn’t protest. Not really. Maybe a little. Fine, more like I’d beg him to fuck me harder.

And how is your trip to Vegas so far?

Yeah. That sort of message wouldn’t go over too well. She knew her friends, and they were most likely worried about her, disgusted with her, whatever. All of those things and more rolled up into one. She hated the guilt that swamped her for ditching them. This was supposed to be a girls’ weekend, damn it. Time to reconnect and bond with her friends while having a fabulous time in Vegas.

Not a weekend for her to indulge in nonstop, amazing sex with a sexy-as-hell actor who seemed to know her body better than she did.

“I ordered breakfast,” Declan said the moment she stepped out of the bathroom. She’d taken a shower—alone, because though he’d tried to persuade her to let him join her, she’d pushed him off because though she was tempted, oh my God, she knew she couldn’t take being fucked by the man one more time. She needed a break.

So she washed her tender body carefully, wincing when she touched her aching thighs, the spot between her legs. She felt raw and used and so blissfully delicious, it was sort of ridiculous.

“I’m hungry,” she admitted, smoothing a hand over her wet hair. She’d twisted it into a knot, using a band she had in her purse to pull it up. She had no makeup on, her skin was pink from the hot water and she was wearing a white, fluffy terrycloth robe provided by the hotel.

When she caught her reflection in the mirror after first getting out of the shower, she thought she looked young. Naïve. And so vulnerable. She was feeling vulnerable too. After the amazing night and morning they just shared, the time was ticking by faster and faster and soon it would be adios, Pepe before he sent her on her way.

No, she did not want to think about leaving him at the moment. That thought was just too depressing.

“I figured,” he said with a grin. He was wearing a pair of charcoal gray sweatpants and nothing else, and damn, the look was good on him. His hair was mussed, his skin gilded gold from the sunlight shining through the open curtains, and she’d never seen a more handsome sight. “Since I kept you up all night.”

She blushed like an innocent schoolgirl and silently cursed herself. What happened to the siren of last evening? The seductive woman set on getting Declan Carter naked as fast as possible? It was like she disappeared and left boring old Reagan in her wake.



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