City of Sin (The Vegas Men 2)

I grab her by the waist and pull her in for a kiss. “You will always be a mystery to me.”

“Come on then, let’s go now.” She pulls me along with her. “Before your mom catches us.”

We sneak off like teenagers filled with lust who can’t wait to get their hands on one another. Giddiness consumes the both of us, we can’t stop laughing, which is one of the other amazing things about me and Mia. She’s like my best friend as well as my girlfriend, I’m so comfortable, so connected with her. If we weren’t together then I’m sure we would be best mates… but I fancy the pants off her so I couldn’t just be her friend. She’s still the most tempting woman that I’ve ever met on the planet.

We collapse through the hotel room door together, our limbs entangled with one another, stripping each other’s clothes off desperately, lust consuming us. We know we don’t have too long until we need to show our faces again and we both want to make the most of every delicious, glorious moment…

* * *

“We probably should get up soon, shouldn’t we?” I ask Mia lazily while running my fingers through her hair, the urgency before long gone now. “Mom might be looking for us. We can’t just lie around all day…”

Mia curls into me. “She would have called by now if she wanted us and I’m really enjoying being here…”

“Yeah, that’s true.” I pull her back on top of me. “Maybe we have time for a little bit more fun.”

“You think so?” She runs her fingers through my hair and kisses me gently. “I’m not too sure.”

I run a hand up her leg and rest it on her butt. “Are you sure? I think I might be able to change your mind.”

A shiver runs up and down her spine, I can feel it as she shudders. I already know that she’s turned on, that it won’t take long for me to get her where I want her to be. I move my hand between her thigh and touch her gently, softly, not putting too much pressure on her. She rolls her hips into me, grinding against my fingers.

“Ooh, look at that. It’s almost as if I’m changing your mind already?”

“Shut up you.” She tosses her head back, looking beautiful. “Just carry on doing what you’re doing.”

I pull her up my body a bit until her breast is in my mouth and I flick my tongue all over her nipple. My fingers edge further and further into her, her wet heat covering me. My cock springs to attention, doing the thinking for me. I might be absolutely exhausted, but I still want her again. I won’t ever stop.

God, she’s so hot, so beautiful, I pull her down to suck on her neck, to taste all of her…

“Oh, shit…” she calls out, her voice absolutely stricken.

“Are you okay?” I pull away, immediately knowing that wasn’t a yell of pleasure. “Shit, Mia?”

“I feel sick.” She claps her hands to her mouth, a greenness covering her face. “I’m sorry, I feel…”

She bolts up from the bed and runs into the bathroom, slamming the door hard behind her. I feel awful as I hear the intense retching sounds from the other side of the door. She’s throwing up and it sounds nasty.

“Are you okay, Mia?” I cry out. I grab some sweat pants to pull on so I can rush to help her as much as I can. “Are you sick? What do you think it is? Food poisoning?”

“Urgh, I don’t know.” She sounds weak and feeble. “I’m sorry, Noah.”

“Why are you sorry?” I press my ear up against the door to listen to her.

“I don’t want to ruin our holiday being ill.” She sounds miserable. “I don’t like this.”

“You can’t help that. You just get better. Shall I get you water or something?”

“Erm, yes please.” More retching follows. “Water would be great.”

I feel a bit helpless, I wish there was something I could do, but I suppose I can just get her water and stuff until she recovers. I grab my phone to text Mom to warn her what’s going on, then I head for the sink for water.

&nbs

p; * * *

Mom peers through the door nervously as if she doesn’t quite know if she should come in or not.

“It’s okay.” I wave her and Alex inside. “Mia has stopped throwing up. She’s asleep now.”