Nothing Stays in Vegas

Home > Other > Nothing Stays in Vegas > Page 14
Nothing Stays in Vegas Page 14

by Moira McTark


  “And not one damn thing more.”

  Her breath was coming in short pants as he pulled at her, their eyes locked together, aggression and arousal sparking between them.

  “Better than that dildo you have upstairs?”

  He tweaked the nipple with a pinch until she bit her lip and took a short step closer to him.

  “I don’t know. It just came today.”

  “I’m flattered.”

  “Don’t be. I hate you.”

  He tugged her closer, holding her captive, eliciting a small cry from her and turning his cock to stone in the process. Her parted lips and smoldering eyes were an irresistible invitation. Lowering his head, he brushed his mouth against hers, probing with his tongue as he pinched her nipple harder. She shuddered, opening to him, and slid her tongue over his. His cock strained painfully against the front of his pants. Wanting Amber to feel the hard bulge, he grabbed her by the waist and forced her roughly against him.

  Samhain Publishing, Ltd.

  It’s all about the story…

  Action/Adventure

  Fantasy

  Historical

  Horror

  Mainstream

  Mystery/Suspense

  Non-Fiction

  Paranormal

  Red Hots!

  Romance

  Science Fiction

  Western

  Young Adult

  www.samhainpublishing.com

 

 

 


‹ Prev