Vegas, Baby - Volume 3
“And you took your job seriously, didn’t you?” he asked with an understanding gleam in his eyes.
“Yup.” I swallowed down the knot in my throat and forced the words out. “The whole situation sucked, but I was the one who came up with the plan that made the client come out looking squeaky clean. His bodyguard agreed to claim paternity if the story ever came out, the wife befriended his ex-mistress—at least in the public eye—and the girl ended up landing the role of a lifetime that catapulted her career a good five to ten years ahead of where it should’ve been. Everyone was thrilled with the outcome...except me. I felt like I’d betrayed everything I believed in, so I pushed for a letter of recommendation to help me land the job here and quit.”
“I can understand why you’d be leery of falling for someone in the limelight,” he conceded, lifting my hand to press his against his chest, directly over his heart. “But there’s something you need to know about me, Anna. I’ll never cheat on you. My parents have been married for more than thirty years, and my dad never hid from me that my mom is the most important person in his world. I grew up seeing their love for each other every single day, and I promised myself that I would have the same kind of relationship with my wife when I found her.” His thumb stroked over my ring finger, making my heart beat wildly in my chest. “I love magic, but I don’t care about being a celebrity. I took the job at the Lennox so it would be easier to settle down when I found what I was looking for, and I’ve never been happier about my decision than when I spotted you on your first day here...even though you made me hunt you down.”
Whoa. He couldn’t possibly mean what I thought he was saying...could he?
7
Julian
Anna looked stunned at my declaration. “I don’t understand,” she mumbled with a shake of her head.
I chuckled and gave her a quick kiss. “I guess I wasn’t clear enough. You’re everything I’ve been waiting for all my life, sweetheart. I’m not going to let you go. I’m going to marry you, have babies with you, and spend the rest of my life with you.” Her jaw dropped, and she blinked owlishly, looking overwhelmed. “How about we start simple? The first step toward our future is me making love to you.” I sealed my mouth over hers before she could respond.
Anna emitted a tiny moan and twisted her torso so she melted into me. Her hands went to my shoulders, and knowing this meant her shirt would be hanging open again, I slid mine from her face, down to cup her big, heavy tits. As much as I was enjoying devouring her mouth, I was dying to get my lips around her nipples.
I used one hand to unhook her bra at her back and the other to pull the cups down. I held the round globes in my palms and tore my mouth from hers to drop my eyes to her heaving chest. Damn, they were magnificent. I lifted one and bent my head to suck a hard tip into my mouth. I groaned, and my cock jumped beneath her ass. Anna shuddered and wiggled her hips, unintentionally grinding against my large, stiff shaft. Without taking my lips away from her nipple, I relaxed back into the couch and lifted Anna, turning her and settling her on my lap with her legs straddling me.
The new position nestled my cock against her pussy, and I released her nipple with a pop to hiss, “Fuck!” I held her hips in a tight grip and bucked up. “You’re so hot,” I muttered, meaning it literally and figuratively. She was trembling with desire, her nails digging into my shoulders. “I bet you’re tight as fuck,” I groaned, thinking about sinking deep inside her.
An odd look crossed her face, and her cheeks bloomed with pink spots. I cocked my head to the side and studied her as I removed her hands from my shoulders. Slowly, I pushed her blouse off and my thumbs brushed her nipples when I shed her bra next.
She was panting, her eyes glued to my hands, watching me touch her. The wonder in her gaze reminded me of her innocence, and I wanted to howl in possessive satisfaction; to warn every male around that this woman was mine and mine alone. “Sweetheart,” I whispered against her lips, “there is nothing you could tell me that would make me want you any less. But I’m not going to lie, knowing I’m the only man who will ever know you like this is arousing as hell.”
Her pretty lips curved up, and I saw relief enter her eyes a second before I took her mouth in another deep, passionate kiss. As our tongues explored each other’s, her hands came to the top of my shirt and began to work at undoing the buttons. After a minute of fumbling, I pulled back and grinned at her. “It seems only fair that my shirt be ruined too.” I winked at her as I grabbed the sides she’d managed to open and yanked, ripping it apart.