Vegas Revenge Wedding (Nevada Bad Boys 2)

“I normally save that reveal for the bedroom, but since you’re being so open with things...” I let my lips turn into a coy smirk. “...you should probably know that you’ll be walking with a limp tomorrow.”

“Shit...” She looked down at her wine glass and blinked a couple of times.

“I also love eating pussy.” I waited for her to look up at me and let my tongue slide across my bottom lip. “I could eat it for hours.”

“Jesus...” She let out an exasperated sigh.

“And just so you know, I’ll be skipping dessert because you’re the only sweet thing I want to nibble on tonight.” I locked eyes with her, refusing to let her break my gaze.

“Now I see why so many women make this mistake.” She fanned her neck with her hand. “I think...I think I got ahead of myself.”

“Buyer’s remorse? You’re not supposed to get that until I’m done with you.” I reached out and squeezed her hand. “And I haven’t even gotten started.”

“I need to go freshen up before I order.” She tried to pull away, but I held her hand tight.

“Or we could skip dinner entirely.” I pulled her hand towards me. “What do you have to eat at your place?”

Chapter 8: Abby

We were already kissing when I climbed into the backseat of his car. The tinted glass between us was raised after I gave the driver my address and Max wrapped his arms around me. I couldn’t even begin to verbalize all of the reasons why what we were doing was wrong because my body craved more. Max’s lips were fire, melting my inhibitions before I could even try to

use them as a defense. I felt like my lips were being pillaged and they were tingling when he pulled away from them. He started kissing down my neck and the fire on my lips turned to a surge of chills that ran through my body.

“I want you.” He whispered into my ear as his lips moved up my neck and he teased my earlobes with his breath. “I need to be inside you.”

I didn’t even know how to respond. I felt like clay being molded by his touch and melting into every word he said. Every caution flag my mind would create was burned before I could wave it as he moved back to my lips and continued kissing me. He held me tight with one hand while his other one moved up the front of my dress and squeezed my breasts. I could feel his cock getting hard, pushing against the fabric of his pants when he pressed his body against me. It was going to destroy me. My virgin pussy was so tight I couldn’t even get a finger inside of it when I masturbated. The thought of having his enormous girth inside of it made me tremble with concern, but I was already so wet my panties were slippery between my legs.

“This is a mistake.” I forced my words out between panted moans of anticipation.

“That’s why you’re with me.” He squeezed my breast and moved his lips to my ear. “I specialize in those.”

Max had a magic tongue, fire-coated lips, and a touch that made me struggle to breathe. His driver pulled the car in front of my house. He pushed the door open and pulled me out of the backseat. I fumbled with my purse and when I had the keys in my hand, he took them from me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close again, kissing on the lawn where anyone could see us. I had no idea what the neighbors would think of my behavior. I had known most of them since I shared the house with my parents before they retired to Florida. They had certainly never seen me making out with a guy in the front yard.

“We should go inside.” I motioned towards the house when his lips parted from mine.

“Somebody’s anxious.” He wrapped his hand around mine and started walking towards the door.

“I just don’t want the neighbors to think I’m some kind of slut.” I followed behind him.

The instant the door was closed and we were alone inside the confines of my house, he kissed me with even more passion and started moving my dress up my thighs with his hands. I knew it was going to happen. I was going to lose my virginity to a man I barely even knew. I was going to make a mistake—I was going to fuck Mr. Mistake. I felt my desire dripping from my pussy when he moved his hand underneath my dress and slid it across my thigh. His hand was so close to my pussy that I could almost feel his touch. His lips moved down my neck, up my neck, and he bit down on my earlobe. I was so lost in his touch that I felt like jelly in his arms.

“Is the bedroom upstairs?” He moved his hand back and forth across the bare flesh of my inner thigh.

“Yes.” I nodded quickly.

As we kissed and started moving our way up the stairs, I saw Sebastian watching from underneath the coffee table. He looked absolutely mortified and he scurried away when Max pushed me against the wall, causing the picture frames to rattle. Max wrapped his hand around my panties and pushed them down to my knees. I let out a sigh of anticipation as he moved his hand up my thigh. When his finger pressed against my pussy, I gasped with surprise. The feeling of his finger on my virgin pussy made me quiver. He rubbed along my labia, briefly pressing into my wetness before stroking my labia again. He rubbed it for a couple of seconds and then started to rub my clitoris. My legs clenched and my panties fell to the floor at my feet.

“Oh God...” My breath drew tight in my chest when I felt the surge of pleasure driven by his touch.

“I bet you’re going to taste so good.” He rubbed my clitoris faster as his words escaped in a quick whisper.

For a man that only cared about fucking me and leaving me to dwell on my mistake, he was certainly doing everything possible to make it an experience I didn’t forget. We continued making our way up the stairs, our bodies pressing against each other with the lust of our tongues and the movements of our hands. I ran my hands down his stomach and rubbed his cock through the fabric of his pants. When I felt the enormous girth, I had no reason to doubt that it was every bit of twelve inches—just like he said. As nervous as I was, I still wanted it. I craved the feeling of his cock inside of me. I guided him towards my bedroom and pushed open the door.

“This is where you sleep?” He rubbed my clit again.

“Yeah...” I moaned with pleasure.

“You won’t be getting any sleep tonight.” He attacked my lips, pulling at my dress as he kissed me.