The game room of the bar had been transformed. The cake was there for them to cut and the others to eat. How the hell that had been managed at the last second, he didn’t know. Maybe Vegas sold premade wedding cakes twenty-four/seven. Soleil’s eyes lit up and she smiled at him as if he were magic and had managed it all on his own.
Taking her hand, he led her inside the game room and immediately pulled her into his arms to dance with her to the blaring music. It was his kind of dance, holding her close, her body moving against his, his cock hard against her soft little mound while her head rested on his chest.
“You know what’s a huge turn-on for me, baby?” He placed his lips close to her ear, so his every word brushed caresses over her sensitive lobe. Warm air was a steady assault as well.
She nuzzled his neck. Her teeth teased his throat and then she was pressing little kisses over his neck. “Tell me.”
“I like other men seeing what’s only mine. I like knowing they want you. That you’ve got their dicks so fuckin’ hard they have to go find their own woman or jerk off alone. Doesn’t matter how they get relief, only that they have to. You do that, you know. You’re so fuckin’ sexy that you make cocks hard as a rock.”
Using his hand, he curled hers against his chest, inserting their joined hands between her breasts so he could use a finger to rub over the enticing curve of her exposed tit and then over her nipple.
“You’re so hot, Soleil. So damn hot, you’re on fire. Anyone can see that. Did you feel their eyes on you when we walked in? All those men, hungry for you?”
“I felt your eyes on me. That was what mattered to me. I like you looking at me. I like when I know you’re hard and that you find me sexy.”
“You didn’t answer my question, baby. It’s important. Did you feel them looking at you? Hungry for you?”
She kissed the side of his neck, her teeth nipped his earlobe, sending a small bolt of lightning through his body to his cock. “Yes.” She whispered it. “It was hot. I liked it, but I don’t want anyone else close to me.”
“I wouldn’t ever let another man touch you. Not ever. I like them looking, but not touching. We have some crazy parties, babe, not like this one, this is for us, but at home when the other clubs come, that’s when it gets hot. Or when we go on runs. You don’t ever have to worry, I won’t let anyone touch you.” He kept rubbing her nipple and then over the curve of her breast.
She kissed the hollow of his throat, a small shiver going through her body. “That feels so good, Ice, so sensual.”
“What, princess?” He wanted her to say it aloud, tell him so he could remind her. He also liked hearing the words. From her. Any other woman he wouldn’t be giving his attention to the way he did her. He didn’t know why it was so important to him that she feel good and that he was the one making her feel that way. He needed her to voice it, to tell him out loud.
She didn’t disappoint him. “When you rub your finger over my nipple like that. When you pinch and then stroke it. It’s like fire arrowing straight to my clit. It’s very sexy knowing you’re doing that while we’re dancing and no one else knows.”
“You like me touching you like this? Even in a roomful of people?”
“I love it. No one has ever made me feel the way you do.”
He moved slower, finding the rhythm of the music with his knuckles on her tit. “How do I make you feel?”
“Like a princess. Someone beautiful and sexy. I’m not really, you know. I don’t want you to ever be disappointed.”
“Baby, you got on your knees in a fuckin’ clothing store for me. Because I needed it. You could never disappoint me. Not to mention you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met and sexy as hell on top of it. I’ll keep tellin’ you that until you believe me.”
She laughed softly, her breath warm on his throat. “You’ll have to tell me for a long, long time. I don’t think the night is long enough.”
He tightened his arm around her, pressing her body into his. She was finding her way somewhere deep inside him regardless of how hard he tried to make their relationship about sex. He didn’t know anything else. He didn’t have anything else to give her. She was bright like the sun, like her name. She was truly elegant, a princess stumbling into a monster’s path.