Dirty Vegas Nights (The Trifecta Book 2)

by Logan Chance

  “Just wait until tonight. I’ll finish it.” She kisses my cheek and gets off the chair for the next woman.

  I smile when I see her ankles wobble, showing me she’s not as unaffected as she wants to appear.

  The next three hours are torture. My hips are killing me, and Ben and Damien won’t stop laughing when I head backstage to change.

  “How many did you end up giving?” Ben asks as I grab a handful of baby wipes.

  “I stopped counting after fifteen.”

  My brothers laugh until I pull out the wad of cash. “Damn boy, that’s better than a VIP room.” Damien always the business man comes over and counts it as I change into my sweat pants.

  “We should implement lap dance night. Our boys will make a killing.”

  I roll my eyes at my brother and his scheming. Always looking on how to make a buck.

  “You can implement whatever you want. I’m going home and taking a shower. I have so many perfumes on me I’m afraid I’m going to lose my sense of smell. And I’m going to punish Emma for doing that to me.”

  Ben hands me back my money and I stuff it in my duffel bag. “See you tomorrow for our work out.” I give my brothers a backwards wave and head to my Range Rover.

  Emma answers the door wearing only a towel. All my frustration at giving women lap dances when I only wanted to be with her melts away. “Come on.” She grabs my hand and leads me into her bathroom, shutting the door and turning on the water.

  She takes off my shirt and runs her hands over my chest. Her nose wrinkles. “You smell like a mall.”

  I crack a grin, bringing her into my chest and rubbing it on her. “It’s all your fault.”

  She laughs, attempting to push me away. “I know, and that’s why I’m making it up to you.” She leans down and pushes my sweatpants down, her body going with her until she’s kneeling on the ground in front of me. Her tongue darts out to lick the tip of my dick.

  “Nope.” I bend down and pick her up, walking us both into the shower.

  “I wanted to take care of you,” she pouts, pushing her wet hair out of her face.

  “Oh, I’m going to let you. I just refuse to have my dick anywhere near you when I smell like other women.”

  “Well then I better wash you up.” Emma wiggles out of my grasp, grabbing a sponge. She washes my body, stopping often to kiss or suck on the skin she’d just cleaned. She pushes her nose into my chest inhaling deeply. “There you are.” She snakes her tongue out and licks both my nipples before getting down on her knees. Her eyes lock with mine as she takes my cock between her pink lips, sucking it hard. She doesn’t stop. She swallows, bringing me all the way down her throat.

  “Fuck, you’re so sexy.”

  She pulls her lips back and swirls her tongue around the tip, sucking on it before pulling it all the way back in. When she leans back again her mouth pops off my cock, and I almost cry out. “Fuck my mouth,” she says.

  My cock jumps at her command. She sucks me back as her eyes never leave mine. I wrap her hair around my hand. And then it is on. So on.

  I fuck her mouth, tightening the hold I have on her hair. “Take this cock you naughty girl.” And she is oh so naughty for doing what she did at the club tonight.

  She sucks me deep down her throat, knowing exactly what she’s making up for.

  “That’s right. You think you can play games with me? You think you can make me work extra hard?” I shove my cock down her throat, making her eyes water. “Take my dick. Suck it, Emma.” God, my body builds, wanting nothing more than to come so far down her throat.

  And she takes it like a champ, sucking and moaning, taking me in as deeply as she can. Her hand reaches up and she plays with my balls as I nearly lose my vision.

  “Fuck yes. Just like that, Emma.”

  She doesn't let up, even though I’m so close to coming I see stars blazing behind my eyelids. Part of me wants to end this so I can finish off by fucking her tight little pussy. But, I’m unable to move just yet, needing just a little bit more of her hot mouth to make me come. And come I will, because a few more thrusts has me gripping onto her hair even tighter. “Oh god, I’m coming, Emma.” Fuck this woman. I will never love anyone like I love her. That is a solid fact.

  No one has ever made me feel so alive before.

  I finish off the last of my release and she swallows it down, taking every last drop.

  My legs aren’t stable when she stands up, kissing her way back up to me. “Forgive me?”

  I twist off the water, grab her, and throw her soaking wet on her bed. She laughs loud, and I stop. “Where’s Felicity and your mom?”

  She sits up on her elbows, her tits thrust out in that position. “Felicity didn’t want to stay here tonight because of Harrison. They’re at a hotel. I figured...” she stops and bites her lip.

  I get on the bed and pull her on top of me. “What?”

  “Well, don’t feel pressured.” She glances around the room, avoiding me.

  I grab her chin. “What is it, Emma?”

  “Well I figured when they come home tomorrow you could still be here. If it’s ok with you, I’d like to tell Felicity and my mom that you’re going to be here in the mornings.”

  I smile at her, pulling her down and kissing her hard enough when we separate her lips are swollen, branded by me. “I’d love that. I was going to tell you I’m moving in after Harrison, but I didn’t want you to think it was only because I wanted to protect you. I need you to know I love you, Emma. I want to be with you.”

  “Well, I took care of Harrison.”

  I sit up, keeping her on my lap. My jaw is clenched and I have to force myself to calm down. “I told you I would take care of it. I don’t want you fighting him alone. Fuck, I don’t want you fighting it at all.”

  She smiles at me and rolls her eyes. “I’m sorry, Mr. Alpha, but I made it where he won’t bother us again. But if it makes you feel better I was able to do it because I knew you would have my back. You helped me find my voice.”

  My jaw’s still clenched. I hate that she stood up to Harrison on her own, but she looks so proud of herself. I decide to let her tell me what she was up to. And if I need to go make an appearance with the Trifecta at his club, she doesn’t need to know about it. “Ok, tell me what you did.”

  “Harrison called after the cops paid him a visit,” I tighten my hold on her hips. Emma laughs and kisses my nose, “he told me if I wasn’t going to stop dancing with the Triplets he wanted us to come to his club. I told him, no. And I explained I had the upper hand, and it was me who has all the control. I told him if he tried to come near me or Fel again, I’d tell his wife all about his affairs. I also told him I knew about his other business practices.”

  “You never told me you had other stuff on him.”

  Emma smiles even brighter. “I don’t. I was bluffing, but the way he backed down I’m pretty sure I hit the nail on the head. And to top it off, I told Donna he’s trying to steal girls from her club. Donna put out an email to all his girls telling them she’d pay them more, and take better care of them. By next week, Harrison won’t have any girls to dance for him, and there is nothing he can do about it.”

  “Smart, sexy, and cunning. I’m fucked.” My finger travels up her legs wanting to show her how fucking sexy I think she is, but Emma surprises me again by jumping off me.

  “Not yet. I still have to make up for tonight.”

  “Babe, the blow job in the shower was more than enough.”

  “Nope.” Emma pulls out a chair from her vanity and leads me to it. She grabs her phone and deep bass starts playing out of the speaker. “It’s only fair. A lap dance for a lap dance.”

  Emma moves over me. Her body moving in sync with the music. She’s sexy as fuck. Every time I reach out to touch her, she smacks my hands. “No touching the talent,” she whispers in my ear before sucking my earlobe into her mouth.

  My hips shoot up, colliding with her thigh.

  Emma looks down. �
�What do we have here?” She straddles my lap, grinding on top of me just like I did at the club, except this time there’s nothing in between us, and there’s nobody else in the room. Emma rubs her wet pussy over my cock, her body still in tune with the music. I time it just right when she rubs herself over me and I thrust up inside of her.

  Emma’s eyes go wide. She leans back and I brush my hands down her body, grabbing her hips. She looks up, her face pleading. “Go hard. I want to feel all of you.”

  My fingers flex in her skin, leaving marks. “Whatever you want.” With that I thrust deep inside of her.

  She rides my hard cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo. I want to shout yeehaw, but instead I keep fucking this beautiful woman on top of me. Her tits bounce and I suck a nipple into my mouth. God, she’s so fucking hot.

  “Keep riding me, Emma.” My hard cock is covered in her wetness and I keep slamming into her. “Keep moving your body on me.”

  She rides my dick so damn good, moving her body in time with the music, making my head go completely crazy with lust. “You like this?” she asks in a whisper.

  “The thing that makes my dick harder than stone is the fact you can get your voice to sound so innocent while you ride my cock like a champion.”

  She smiles, panting my name at how turned on she is.

  I dig my fingers into her hips, my body so close to exploding. “Ride my dick like you own it, baby.”

  “I do own it.”

  “You’re fucking damn right you do.”

  “Ah, Axel. I’m going to come so hard.”

  Is there any other way? I love when my girl comes hard on my dick that she owns. And she does own it. I don’t ever want anyone else. I keep fucking her, sucking her tits into my mouth and gripping onto her as tightly as I can. I can’t get enough, and when my orgasm finally hits me like a freight train, I groan out, telling this gorgeous woman who I’m too lucky to have how much I love her.

  Once our bodies have calmed, I smack her ass as she gets up. “You win.”

  She smiles. “Win what?”

  “You give a hell of a better lap dance than me.”

  20

  Axel

  “Are you ready for this?” With a wink, Emma throws my sweatpants at my head.

  I lean over and bite her bare ass, making her laugh and run around to the other side of the bed. We’re both smiling like idiots unable to contain ourselves. Shrugging on my shirt, Emma comes over and sits next to me on the bed, our hands intertwined as we stare at the door.

  Within minutes, two little feet run down the hallway. Emma flexes her fingers around mine. I glance at her smile and release the breath I’m holding.

  The bedroom door flies open, Felicity isn’t paying attention running full speed to her mom’s bed. She stops right before colliding with my knees. Her big blue eyes, similar to her mother’s, connect with mine for a second before she launches herself on my lap and wraps her arms around my neck.

  “Good morning,” she says, leaning over and giving her mom a kiss on the cheek.

  “Morning.” My heart is beating a mile a minute as I hold this little girl who has become family to me.

  “Did you come over to play?”

  I laugh, tickling her sides, making her go into hysterics. She collapses on the bed and we stare at her as she smiles at the ceiling. All my nervousness disappears. Emma and Felicity were meant to be mine, and now that I have them I’m never letting them go. My life purpose is now making sure these two girls are happy and safe.

  “Felicity, Axel and I want to talk to you about something.”

  Felicity sits up on the bed, studying us as I take the lead.

  “Actually, I was hoping to ask you a question,” I tell her.

  “Ok,” her tiny voice answers.

  “I was wondering if it would be ok if I moved in here with you, your mom, and your grandma?”

  “Yay.” Felicity throws one arm around my neck and the other around Emma's, our heads bounce together from the force. “I’ll have a superhero living at my house. The bad man will never come back.”

  I have to force my fingers to uncurl from the fist I unconsciously make at Felicity’s mention of the bad man. “No, baby girl. I’m here to protect you and your mom. The bad man will never mess with you again. I promise.”

  Felicity plants a sloppy kiss to my cheek before bouncing off the bed. “Grandma is making pancakes,” she yells over her shoulder, not stopping to see if we’re following her.

  “Well that was easy.” Emma leans her head on my shoulder, while I rub my hand up and down her spine.

  “I love you,” I tell her, kissing the top of her head.

  She smiles. “I love you too.”

  “Get dressed. I have one more surprise for you.”

  “Another surprise? You better be careful you’re going to spoil me.”

  I get off the bed, brushing my lips over hers. “You better get used to it. You’re stuck with me, and I plan on spoiling you for the rest of our lives.”

  “Somebody’s getting a blow job tonight.” Emma winks.

  My dick twitches in my sweatpants.

  Emma focuses on my growing cock and her tongue traces her lips.

  I groan as I adjust myself. “Behave. Your mom is going to watch Felicity for us. I’m going over to Damien’s to get dressed. I’ll meet you back here in twenty.”

  Emma stands up, pressing her body against mine, making my dick hard just from her touch. Her lips find mine, they’re soft and plump as her hips grind against me. She sucks in my bottom lip, biting it before letting it pop out of her mouth.

  My hands are glued to her hips, keeping her pressed against me, not willing to let her go. “You said Damien’s house.”

  “What?” I’m having a hard time keeping up since she diverted all my blood to my dick.

  “You said Damien’s house, which means you’re already thinking of this as home.”

  This time I’m focusing on her words trying to understand why I’m getting such a brilliant smile out of her. When what she said filters into my bloodless brain, I squeeze her hips and kiss her lightly. “Yeah, babe, this is home. You and Felicity are my home.”

  Emma smiles and nips my chin. “That was so damn cheesy, you’re lucky you’re sexy.”

  I laugh, letting her go with reluctance. “I’ll start bringing my stuff over later today. Get dressed.” I move without kissing her, knowing if I do I won’t be able to stop until we’ve both come.

  I give Felicity a hug and thank Janet for helping me out before heading over to get dressed.

  “Are you going to tell me what my surprise is?” Emma bounces slightly in the passenger seat, reminding me of Felicity when she gets excited.

  “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you where we’re going.”

  “It’s ok, I won’t tell anyone you can’t keep a secret.”

  I grin, shaking my head at my crazy woman. “We’re almost there.”

  Emma’s forehead wrinkles and one eyebrow pops up when we pull into the parking lot of my club.

  My club. Has a nice ring to it. Big Willie’s will officially be ours, and we plan on reopening it with a bang.

  I can tell she’s a bit confused, but she’s too polite to say anything.

  I park in the front, so I don’t tip her off on the surprise.

  “Are you going to give me another lap dance?” she asks when I help her out of the Rover.

  “Not right now, but anytime you’re in need of a lap dance all you have to do is ask.”

  The front door’s already open when I push on it. Emma glances at me again with the questions I know she wants to ask fresh on her tongue, but before they can escape those sexy plump lips everyone yells, “Surprise.”

  Emma jumps and her eyes go wide as she stares at my family, standing on yoga mats in the middle of the cleared out showroom. “What is this?”

  “If you don’t like my idea you can just tell me. It won’t hurt any of our feelings.” I take a deep breath. �
�We were thinking, the club is empty during the morning hours so instead of you getting a studio of your own, you can use this space for your yoga studio.”

  Emma’s eyes sparkle with tears, and I wonder if I screwed up by assuming she’d be ok with this.

  “Like I said if you don’t like the idea it’s ok. We’ll find you your own studio. You can continue dancing until you’ve saved up enough. And that way I won’t be any part of the studio and it will be all yours. Hell, you’ll be able to save up faster now that I’m living with you because I’ll be helping with the bills.”

  Emma shuts my rambling up by kissing me deeply. “I love it, this is a perfect idea. I can even do pole dancing class, too. Thank you.” Emma showers my face with kisses, and I feel stupid for worrying.

  “Ok you two. Axel pulled us out of bed to take a damn yoga class. Can we start already?” Ben stares us down.

  Clara smacks him in the stomach. “Don’t listen to him. He’s old and unromantic.”

  “Unromantic?” Ben picks up Clara, kissing her deeply.

  “Fucking knock it off,” Damien says, getting down on his yoga mat to stretch.

  Axel and I grin at each other, both of us knowing Damien is next to fall in love.

  Thank you so much for reading Dirty Vegas Nights. Are you ready for more of the Jamison triplets? Well, Damien is too busy to fall in love. His dreams of owning his own male revue show in Las Vegas is finally a reality. All the hard work has finally paid off.

  It’s time to let loose one night before the opening. And he does just that, with a sexy one-night stand.

  Damien swears nothing like that will happen again. He’s set to make his club the best in Vegas, only problem on opening night his new bartender Shayne is late. Damien will ring his neck for being late. This man should know better.

  But, when Shayne enters the bar for his shift….he’s not what Damien’s expecting. Shayne’s a she. A her. A woman. And not just any woman, but the woman from his one-night stand.

  Don’t mix business with pleasure.

  ONE-CLICK FILTHY VEGAS NIGHTS and meet Damien and Shayne in The Trifecta Series.