5. Chapter 3
Iwake up with the most beautiful woman in the world in my arms. She has short, fiery red hair and freckles on the bridge of her nose. I have to be honest with myself and admit I”ve never had a night like the one I lived with this pixie last night. I take a few minutes to just look at her sleeping and wonder what precisely I”m going to do with this little thief.
Suddenly, green eyes are looking at me beneath the longest lashes I”ve ever seen. I can”t really decipher the look on her face, so I wait for some sort of reaction. She blinks, gives me a seductive smile, and whispers something I almost can”t catch.
”You”re not a dream.”
”I”m very real, pixie.”
I managed to convince her last night to move to my suite, promising more fun, and I delivered. But today, I”m hungry for more than her body. I want information.
”How much do you owe, Pix?”
”I”d rather not talk about that.”
She gets up hastily, the bedsheets clutched against her front, hiding the treasures I”ve already tasted all night long. I still want her, but I need answers.
”If you don”t talk to me, I can”t help you.”
”Is there any way we could get some coffee sent up?”
”Of course.”
I pick up the phone and call room service. I order several things for breakfast and hang up. She”s still sitting next to me, but she looks haunted. I kneel behind her in the bed and start massaging her shoulders. She gives a lusty moan and lowers her head, letting me take care of her. That”s something I”ve never felt before—the need to take care of someone else.
I”ve lived most of my life as a loner, even when paired up at the FBI. It”s partly why I left them and started my own security company. But being the boss is not easy, and I”ve had to work harder than I’d ever thought to make my business one of the top in its field.
I”m able to work the knots of tension on Pix”s shoulders, and after a while, she puts her hand on top of mine.
”Thank you. I needed that. Last night included.”
There”s a knock at the door, and I go open it for room service. The gentleman sets up breakfast at the table and is gone as quickly as he appears. I go to one of the closets and get one of my T-shirts out. I toss it in her direction and disappear into the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I turn away from the sink, I see her at the door peeking at me. She looks as cute as a button in my shirt, and I feel a primal need to conquer her. Her body, her heart, whatever she”ll let me.
”I gotta pee.” She tells me.
I move out of her way and serve us some coffee. I realize I”m only in my boxers and grab a T-shirt to cover up. We sit silently at the suite”s table and sip our coffees. I”m a very patient man and can wait her out.
”Why do you want to help me?” she asks finally.
”I don”t really know. From the moment I saw you through the security feed, I just knew I had to help you.”
”How do I know I can trust you?”
”You don”t.”
She hesitates, drawing her finger around the rim of her coffee cup. ”I haven”t told anybody about this. Not even my closest friends.”
”Just tell me, Pix. And I”ll do everything in my power to make it right.”
”You don”t make sense. You don”t even know me.”
”I know you”re smart, passionate, and strong. And I know you need help.”
She lets out a sigh. ”I”m being blackmailed. He”s asking for twenty thousand dollars.”
”He knows you count cards.” Not a question.
”In college, to pay the bills. I was stupid and told him about it.”
”Why is he coming out of the woodwork now?”
”His life is in shambles, and he needs money.”
”But does he have proof that you’re a card shark?”
”You”re going to think I”m an idiot.”
I arch my brow at her and just wait for her to come out with it.
”I…I…Oh god, I asked him to record me to see if I had any tells while I was playing. Obviously, he kept the footage.”
”But that was years ago, and there”s no way that could implicate you now after all these years.”
”It”s more my reputation I”m concerned about. I work at a financial firm, and this would look bad. I”d lose my job, no references, nothing. All the work I”ve put in to be successful will crumble.”
”I”ll give you the money if you do something for me in exchange.”
”Are you serious? What could I give you that is worth twenty thousand dollars?”
”You. I want you to stay in Vegas with me this week. All week long.”
”You”re insane.”
”I”m serious, and we also need to take care of the blackmailer. Otherwise, he”ll come back later for more.”
She looks at me without saying a word. I know what I”ve proposed is crazy, but I want her with me this week. I need to know everything about her, including what she”s like when she”s angry, sad, or happy. I want it all. My obsessive side is showing, but—I. DONT. CARE.
”Can you get away from work this week?”
”I…”
”You won”t regret it.”
”I”ll make some calls.” She says, taking a tentative bite from her toast.
The look she gives me is not wary but full of desire. This is a woman that knows what she wants and goes to get it. And I want to be what she wants more than anything in life.
”Do you want to go sightseeing?” I ask.
”Maybe after.” She drops her toast and walks towards me. She straddles me and kisses me with a hunger like I”ve never felt before.
”Are you wet for me, Pixie?”
”Just shut up and fuck me…”
”Jason, my name is Jason.”
I envelop her in my arms, lift her tiny frame, and deposit her in bed, where we spend the next few hours doing some dirty, filthy things that make even me blush.
She”s in my arms in bed, and we”re whispering secrets.
”When did you start playing cards?”
”I was young, maybe 9-10. My dad noticed I was good with numbers.”
”Did he teach you?”
”He taught me the games and some ways you could cheat. But I figured it all out easily once I knew the rules.”
”Did he actually take you to a gambling hall?”
”Nah, he just wanted to win from his friends. I was happy to have his attention.”
”With your brains, how come you didn”t get a college scholarship?”
”I had a partial one, but living expenses were high. I already had a part-time job, and it wasn”t cutting it. Gambling was easy money for me.”
”Do you gamble often?” I ask, intrigued.
”This is the first time since I finished college. I worked hard at school and love my work.”
”Why didn”t you borrow the money?”
”Are you going to keep interrogating me all day long?”
”I thought we were having a conversation.” I place a kiss on her nose.
”I didn”t want it to seem that it was really easy to get the money. Otherwise, he”d ask for more.”
”But you are risking everything by gambling. My security software caught you.”
She winces at that. ”I guess things have changed in the gambling world. I just did what I knew how to do.”
”Promise me you won”t do it again.”
”Why do you care?” Her eyes are shadowed as she asks.
”I”ve cared from the moment I saw you through the security feed.”
”I won”t do it again, Jason. I promise. But then I”m really going to need your help.”
”You have it. Anything you want. Anything you need.”
I know I sound intense, but I can”t help myself. This gorgeous woman brings it out of me. And I still don”t know her name.
”I can”t keep calling you pixie. What”s your name?”
”I should make you earn it,” she teases. “It”s Amber, Amber Williams.”
”Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”
”We need a plan for stopping Bradley,” she says.
”Yeah, let”s go to my office so I can set some things in motion. Get some dirt on him. Or do you need to check in with your friends?”
”Some of them already left for New York. I just need to text them and say I”m staying a little longer.”
”Do that, and then come shower with me. I need to get you clean again after all the dirty things we did.”
She blushes prettily but hurries to text her friends. I must have done something good in my past life because she”s too good for the likes of me. And I just lied to her because I”m getting her dirty all over again in the shower before we get clean.
We walk hand in hand to his office, and the minute he opens the door, I”m flooded with images of our time together here. Jason is a wild man, but he”s also possessive and maybe even a little bossy. I like all those things in a man, and a blush covers my cheeks when I see the couch where he opened me up and ate me like he was starving.
He shows me to one of the chairs in front of his desk, and I sit down, looking around the space. It doesn”t look like he”s been using this office for long. There”s nothing personal of his in here, and I wonder at the difference in how he treats me. He seems almost detached at work, but there”s nothing but heat and possessiveness when he”s with me.
”This will just take a few minutes,” he says. “Do you need anything? Something to drink? A laptop to email your office?”
”No, I can do it from my phone. Don”t you want to know about Bradley?”
”Right now, I just need his name and his latest place of employment. I can take it from there.”
”Bradley Michaels. Last I heard, he was at Brownstone Financial Services as an advisor.”
He nods and starts typing like a fiend on his laptop. I watch him closely because he”s gorgeous, and his every movement is precise and elegant. When he took me into his arms last night, there was no doubt in my mind I was going to experience an exciting adventure, and he didn”t disappoint.
I write to my office while he”s occupied and tell them I”m taking a few personal days. They are very understanding because I”m good at what I do, and I always deliver. I don”t worry too much about it because I”m at a point where I should have already left to do something of my own. But becoming an entrepreneur is hard work, and I”ve been having a good time overall. But I wonder if I should take this week to reconsider my life in general.
I thought I was doing well, but the way I feel with Jason is over the top, and I”d like to explore more of that. It”s why I gave in so easily to his proposal. I”m curious to know more about the man and how being with him could influence my life. He looks up from where he”s working, and our gazes lock.
”We should go to the hotel and get your things. Move them to the suite.”
I slowly nod, and damn it if I don”t lick my lips seductively. He makes me hungry, and the talk of a hotel room just reminds me all over again of all the fun we had last night.
”I have someone looking into him online…” He starts, ”and I”ve contacted someone in New York to have him followed—see what he”s doing. Also, with your permission, I”d like to install something on your phone so we can record and trace any phone calls he makes. I know it will feel like an invasion of your privacy, but it will be temporary. And it”s worth it.”
”Okay.”
I hand him my phone, a nervous feeling going through me. I guess my life just became an open book for everyone at Jason”s company. Bradley hasn”t contacted me yet, but he”s sure to once he figures out I haven”t returned to New York. After a few minutes, Jason hands it back.
”Are you hungry, Pix?”
”Starved,” I say, but my eyes tell another story.
”Let”s go out on the strip and get something to eat. Then I have a surprise for you.”
He takes me to Ocean Prime, and we eat the best steaks I”ve ever had. The service is wonderful and Jason is not as serious as he looked at first sight. He”s charming and knows how to make me laugh.
”After your surprise, I”m going to ravish you all night long, Pixie.”
I smile at him and get a thrill that he has this nickname for me. It”s true I have a small frame and I have a pixie cut, but I”m not as light and airy as Tinkerbell.
”I hope that”s a promise.”
”It is.” He takes my hand and kisses my knuckles.
”If you keep treating me like this, I might never want to leave Las Vegas.”
”Then my work would be done.”
Could I move to Las Vegas? Would I with just the promise of great sex and expensive dinners? Am I that shallow? Or is there something fundamental missing in my life? Those thoughts are too deep for tonight, so I push them aside and focus on the delicious god of a man before me.
”Let”s take it one day at a time, Pix.”
He pays for dinner, and we go back to the hotel where he”s staying. We go all the way to the top floor where the helipad is, and there”s a helicopter waiting for us. Before I know it, I”m sitting inside and clutching Jason”s hand with a vise grip. Then we take off and I can see all the lights in Vegas. The view is magical, and Jason points out important spots or resorts along the way.
When I look at his face, I see he”s enjoying himself tremendously. I lean towards him and give him a kiss on the cheek. He seems surprised at the gesture and I can see a naughty glint in his eyes. I”m definitely going to thank him for this when we get back to his suite. The tour lasts about an hour, and when he takes me to the suite, I see he”s called ahead and set things up for us.
There”s champagne and strawberries dipped in chocolate, plus a few more hors d”oeuvres for us to enjoy. Walking further into the room, I see that my luggage is already there. He must have had someone bring it from The Bellagio. It makes me feel taken care of, something I never thought I would want to feel.
He pours the champagne and hands me a flute. I sip and love how the bubbles explode in my mouth. I put the flute down on the table and wrap my arms around his waist.
”You don”t have to be doing all these things to impress me, Jason.”
”I want to. It gives me a sense of accomplishment to take care of you.”
”Then let me take care of you,” I say, reaching for his pants.
His eyes turn heated, and he takes his jacket off while I unbutton and unzip him. Even though I”ve seen him plenty of times by now, when his cock springs up to face me, heat pools in between my legs. He”s large and thick and has a delicious vein I want to tease with my tongue. I don”t hesitate to go to my knees as I grab him tightly. I hear him groan, but I can”t take my eyes off his beautiful length.
My first instinct is to tease the head with my tongue, so I go with it. The precum coming out of the slit is rich and salty, and I twirl my tongue around his head several times. Then I start licking that vein that calls to me and place open-mouthed kisses all over his dick. I love worshiping Jason because I know he’ll return the favor many times over. But, more importantly, right now, he”s all mine.
When he pulls at my short hair, I know he wants more, so I open my mouth and relax my throat muscles to take him as far as possible. My moans of delight cause an added vibration to the mix, and he groans in pleasure. Even though I”ve got a lot of him down my throat, he”s still halfway out, so I keep my hand there, stimulating him.
I start sucking as much as I can and tease his balls with my other hand. They are beginning to fill up, and I”m dying to get all that cum down my throat. Jason starts to slowly fuck my mouth, and I try to hold on for dear life.
”Do you want me to come in your mouth, baby?”
”Mmhmm.” I agree with a hum.
”Are you going to drink it all down for me?”
”Mmmmm.”
”Then keep sucking like the good girl you are because I”m damn close to exploding.”
His encouragement makes me suck him even harder and gently squeeze his balls. In no time at all, he”s spurting hot cum directly down my throat, and I”m desperately trying to swallow it all. I look up at him and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.
”Fuck, that was amazing, pixie. Now it”s my turn.”
He gently lifts me from the floor and takes me into his arms. His kiss ravages my mouth as he very deftly takes my dress off. I should be wary that this man is so talented that he can take my bra off with only a flick of his fingers, but I”m already in deep. I start to take off my panties, but he stills my hand.
”Leave them on. You look sexy as all hell in them.”
Pressing his body against mine, I can feel him already at half-mast, and I can”t help but be impressed. He places kisses down my neck, nibbling and teasing me as well. He stops kissing me and starts caressing my breasts. They”re just enough to fill his palms, and I delight when he flicks the nipples. They immediately harden, and I give out a whimper.
”God, your tits are magnificent. You like that, Pixie?”
”Suck the nipples, Jason, please.”
He immediately responds, mouthing one of my nipples and sucking gently. He twirls his tongue around and around, and I”m getting desperate for some relief.
”Let me see how wet you are for me, Pix.”
I open my legs for him so he can reach down and see the state of arousal he has me in. He moves the gusset of my panties aside and swipes his fingers through my drenched middle, bringing them to his mouth. He sucks on them and moans loudly, making me tremble.
”You taste delicious, baby. So sweet, like honey. Come on, I”ve got to be inside you.”
He picks me up and carries me to the bed. I”m giddy and laugh in delight. Then he drops me unceremoniously onto the bed.
”Hey!” I complain, a little disgruntled, but when I see his length, hard as steel again, coming towards me, I just sigh and wait for him.
The mattress goes down when he puts his weight on it, and then he”s crawling to me, placing kisses all over my legs. The room smells heavily of sex, and I open my legs for him so he knows I want him as much as he wants me. I”m drenched in my juices with how much I need him. There”s a big wet spot in the crotch of my panties. He takes them off and positions himself between my thighs. He touches my face and looks deeply into my eyes.
”You drive me wild, Amber. I”m going to fuck you like you”ve never been fucked before.”
He reaches for the nightstand and opens up a condom, sheathing himself swiftly. Then I feel him at my entrance and I don”t want to play games anymore. I want him to possess me completely. I grab his ass and pull him towards me, and he thrusts inside me easily with how wet I already am. When he bottoms out, he waits a second, letting me get used to him.
But I don”t need time. I feel full and happy, and I want him to move. So I place my feet on the mattress and thrust upward.
”You promised, Jason. Do it.” I demand.
He sees the challenge in my eyes and knows I”m ready. He retreats and then thrusts, and every single time he”s deep inside me is magical. He starts with a punishing rhythm that drives me wild, and I rake my fingernails down his back, hurting him a little. That just makes him growl in my ear and push harder. I don”t know what it is about this man that gets me in this state. I just feel like I can trust he will take care of me and my needs.
”Tell me what you need, Amber.”
Our breathing is ragged, and drops of sweat from his forehead land on mine from all the exertion. I lick my lips and open my mouth, but nothing comes out. Then I gasp.
”My clit…”
He immediately reaches between us and starts a slow torture around my clit with his thumb. The added stimulation pushes me from the edge and right over it. My pussy convulses around his cock, and I just want to melt into this man”s arms. My climax calls forth his, and his movements become erratic, and then they fall still as he comes in my arms.
I”m speechless, spent, and trembling, and I don”t want him to move, but he falls to my side and then takes me into his arms. I put my hand over his chest where his heart is, and I can feel it beating rapidly. Will it always be like this?
”You are something else, Pixie.” He murmurs in my ear.
I hold him tight, and we fall asleep in each other”s arms. But I know the night”s activities are not over just yet. My man is insatiable.