Vegas Virgin (Nevada Bad Boys 1)

“That feels good.” I bit down on my lip and moaned.

“Sucking my cock got you nice and wet for me.” He let out a satisfied growl and started thrusting into me harder with his finger.

“That was part of it...” I bit harder on my lip and another moan filled my throat.

“Oh?” He brought his hand down sharply on my ass. “The spanking did the rest?”

“Yeah.” I arched my back and started grinding until I was moving in unison with the quick thrusts from his finger.

He pulled me closer, sliding one of my legs across his abdomen so that my legs were stretched out across him. With the better angle, he continued thrusting his middle finger inside my pussy, going deeper than before, and slapping my ass with his other hand. The combination of the two sensations drove me mad, mixing the pleasure and pain together. He kept the pace steady and I saw his cock start to engorge with lust as I rode his finger and shifted my ass to accept every smack that he brought down on it. I took his cock in my hand, stroking it until it was once again hard as a rock, wanting it inside of me more than I had wanted anything before. He shifted on the bed until he was against the pillows and I straddled him with my ass still facing the fury of his hand.

He quickly tore open a condom and slid it down his shaft before I got into position. I started to slide down his cock, feeling it stretch my pussy quicker than it did the night before. All I could think about was riding it while he spanked me. I bounced on him until I got a good rhythm going and then bent over as far as I could to beg for him to keep smacking my ass. He obliged without hesitation, bringing his hand down on my ass while his cock teased my g-spot. The ecstasy trapped me in bliss. I moaned almost nonstop as I bounced on the bed and forced his cock deep inside my pussy each time I descended on it.

“You were a dirty girl in a virgin’s body.” He slapped my ass again.

“It just feels really good!” My mouth opened and I gasped when I felt my g-spot being stimulated again.

I rode him as hard as I could, doing everything in my power to chase the orgasm that was building up inside of me. His cock roared back to life and started throbbing once I had a good rhythm and started pleasuring every inch of his length. There was something primal about his desires that mixed with a lust inside me I had never known could exist before that moment. Our bodies collided together, accentuated with the stinging slap that made my body vibrate with even more pleasure.

It didn’t take long for me to feel the surge of pleasure reaching the point of no return. His cock pulsated and I knew he was close to a second release as well. I felt my gasps getting caught in my esophagus and then every muscle tightened through my body. I hesitated for a moment, pausing on his cock as the sensations took over. The orgasm started to release and I moved again, bouncing with even more fury. My pussy spasmed on his cock and then he let out a roar that rivaled the one I heard when I felt him explode in my mouth. Cum surged through his shaft and filled the condom. The spasms inside my pussy felt like I was milking him as I continued to ride his dick until my orgasm was finally over. I sank down on his pelvis for a moment, waiting for the shuddering in my body to fade so I could get the energy to move.

“I should have gotten that on video.” He exhaled sharply. “That was phenomenal.”

“I never realized it could feel that good. Don’t get me wrong—last night was great, but that was incredible.” I slowly moved off of him and dropped down on the bed next to him.

“Like I said, you were a dirty girl in a virgin’s body.” He chuckled and put his arm around me.

There were so many things I wanted to say—so many emotions spinning inside of me while my body rested in the afterglow of our pleasure. I really liked Vincent. He made me feel different than I had ever felt with anyone else, and it wasn’t just the sex. He chased his desires in a way that were almost primal and I loved just being a part of it. There was nothing about it that made sense and I knew Fiona wouldn’t understand, even if I could work up the courage to tell her. Las Vegas would forever be the spot where I became a woman. I spent twenty years not really understanding my place in the world while I lived a sheltered life, but the world was starting to unfold in front of me. My past felt like an old television show in black and white while the lights of Sin City reflected vibrant color I had never known. I wasn’t sure I could return to the mundane life I knew. The plane would take me back to Georgia, but I wouldn’t be the same person I was when I left. I needed something new—something that I had in that moment with Vincent’s arms wrapped around me.

How can I ever give this up?

Chapter 10: Vincent

E verything seemed right in the world with Peoria in my arms. The struggle of everyday life didn’t matter when I was with her. I had spent two days in paradise, yet I knew the hourglass only had so much sand. There was a part of me that wanted to talk to her about what I was feeling, but I didn’t want her to think I was crazy. She would return to Georgia and look back on me as nothing more than a vacation fling—the first, but probably not the last. I woke something up inside of her and that fire was going to burn out of control. I wouldn’t be there to see it consume her, but at least I would know I lit the match.

We finally departed after a kiss and promise to see each other at least one more time before she left. Neither of us tried to pretend there was more than that in our future. That was okay. There was no reason to let make-believe take us somewhere we couldn’t go. We would find each other in our dreams for the rest of our lives, but there would be someone else in the bed next to us when we did. That was just the reality of what we had. Our paths crossed and they would split again—it didn’t have to be complicated.

“Where the fuck have you been?” I walked up the steps of my apartment building to find Floyd sitting at the top of the stairs.

“I’ve been busy. What’s the problem?” I raised my eyebrows and sat down beside him.

“The jewelry store, man.” He leaned over and spoke in a hushed tone. “We only have a couple of hours to make this happen.”

“I told you I wasn’t doing that shit.” I shook my head angrily. “Did you not understand what I said?”

“It’ll be easy. Look, I went by there earlier and took some pictures.” Floyd pulled out his cell phone and held it up. “They don’t have any extra security—look at this shit.”

“Wow.” My eyes opened wide when I saw the array of diamonds, gold, and fine jewelry adorning the display cases.

“This will be so fucking easy. They’re just asking to be robbed.” He flipped through a few more pictures.

“If it is so fucking easy, then why don’t you do it yourself?” As much as I tried to fight it, I couldn’t deny that it looked like an easy score based on the pictures he was showing me.

“I can’t keep all the employees and the customers under control myself. I need s

omeone to back me up. They probably have a silent alarm somewhere in there, so someone has to watch the people behind the counter while the other one makes sure none of the customers run out the door.” He shrugged. “Plus, I want to split this with my best friend. It’s more than enough for both of us to retire on.”

“Shit.” I tapped my forehead with my thumb knuckle. “It can’t be this easy.”