His Vegas Bomb

by Derek Masters

  His Vegas Bomb

  The Cocktail Girls

  Derek Masters

  Copyright © 2018 by Derek Masters

  All rights reserved.

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  Contents

  Prologue

  1. Delilah

  2. Ryan

  3. Delilah

  4. Gavin

  5. Ryan

  6. Delilah

  7. Ryan

  8. Delilah

  9. Ryan

  10. Delilah

  11. Delilah

  12. Ryan

  13. Delilah

  14. Delilah

  15. Gavin

  Epilogue

  Vegas Bomb Recipe

  The Cocktail Girls

  Derek’s Dark Desires

  Thank You!

  Share Me Sample

  Blurb

  1. Kayla

  2. Dillon

  3. Kayla

  4. Dillon

  Stalker Sample

  Blurb

  1. Nick

  2. Nick

  3. Alexa

  4. Nick

  Only You Sample

  Blurb

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Only Me Sample

  Blurb

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Twisted Steel Sample

  Blurb

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Derek’s Dark Desires

  Also by Derek Masters

  About the Author

  Prologue

  Delilah

  I was getting ready for work when I started thinking about to atrocity that is my douchebag boss, Maximo Donatello. The dude is a creeper of the worst kind, and he’s hit on me more times than I could count. His parents must have hated him. Seriously, what kind of name is that? When I was first introduced to him, all I could think about what the Ninja Turtle cartoon that my cousins used to make me watch with them when I was younger.

  He was the kind of guy who thought he was so smooth, but his pickup lines were something that he must have picked up straight from bad 70’s porn parodies. Maybe they could have worked if they were being delivered by someone other than a 55-year old man with a beer belly and a receding hairline that’s constantly greased back. The only thing missing from his Vegas gangster wannabe look was a massive gold chain and a pinkie ring.

  I don’t understand why he thinks that look works for him. It might be a good look for someone with the body of a Greek god, but for someone who looks like a troll? No thank you.

  You would think that given all the female brain power in the world, some nerdy girl would have figured out a way to develop an anti-douche body wash that would repeal all the skeezy guys. Oh well, maybe one of these days, but I won’t hold my breath.

  I would never have even met the dirty old man had it not been for my douche canoe of an ex-boyfriend, Crosby Crawford. My modeling career was going great, and when he offered to help manage me, I thought it couldn’t hurt anything. We were together all the time anyway. What in the hell was I thinking?

  Little did I know that he would steal all the money that modeling career was bringing in. Once he successfully bled me dry, he kicked me out of the apartment that my fucking money had been paying for. What did I ever see in that asshole?

  Thank God for my best friend, Maya. She gave me a place to live and helped me find a job as a cocktail waitress at The Little Black Dress inside the Millennium Hotel, where she worked as the chef.

  Ryan

  I walked into the entrance of the Millennium and scanned the lobby. Gavin was nowhere to be found. What a big surprise. Would it kill him to be on time just once in his life?

  With him, there was no telling how long I was going to be waiting there, so I grabbed a chair and pulled out my phone. Being a casino host at the new Mercury Casino and Resort was practically a 24-hour a day job. Growing up in Vegas, all I wanted to do was work at one of the big casinos on the strip, and through hard work and determination, I was able to land the coveted position in what was quickly becoming one of the most exclusive casinos around.

  Gavin

  Yeah, I was running late again, but so what. I was busy at the dealership. I pulled up to the entrance of the Millennium in my new baby, an Alfa Romeo Spider. Sure, Ryan likes to tell me that I’m making easy money shaking my ass for horny midwestern housewives, but I know the work that goes into that ass shaking. I may only work a few nights a week, but I bring home more cash than I ever thought possible.

  I know that looks fade, and I’ll only be able to do what I do for a short time, but I was going to take advantage of it for as long as possible. I’m just gonna shake what my momma gave me until I can’t shake anymore.

  Handing the keys to the valet, I slip him fifty bucks and tell him to keep my baby safe for me and promise him another fifty if it’s returned to me completely unscratched. That’s usually enough to prevent them from taking one of my cars out on a joy ride.

  I spotted Ryan sitting in the lobby on his phone. He was probably playing Candy Crush or one of those stupid games. He held up his watch as I walked in and I shrugged in response. As long as he and I had been friends, if he was still expecting me to show up on time, he needed to grow up.

  We made our way over to the bar and almost immediately spotted our favorite waitress. She had her tray in hand and was heading in our direction. I caught her attention and pointed in various directions to figure out what section she working. She smiled and tilted her head towards a group of empty tables, one of which we made sure to grab.

  “At least our Vegas bomb is working tonight,” I said to Ryan with a smile.

  It wasn’t long before she was at our table, drinks already in hand. She knew our order and made sure to come prepared. I decided that was going to be the night. There wasn’t going to be any more flirting. There wasn’t going to be any more games. I was going to go for broke and ask her out. What was the worst that could happen?

  “What time do you get off?” I asked, trying my best to flirt.

  “I’m not the dating type of girl,” she replied.

  “Well then, what kind of girl are you?”

  “I’m the kind of girl who gets pounded into the mattress and is gone by the time you wake up.”

  Ryan looked up, surprise filling his eyes. I didn’t think he had it in him, but his response was magical.

  “By the time we get done pounding you into the mattress and making you come over and over again if you’re still able to form a complete sentence, let along walk, then we need to up our game.”

  “I get off in an hour,” she replied with a smile.

  “What would you like to eat when you get off?” I asked.

  “This is not a date,” she reiterated.

  “Of course this isn’t a date,” Ryan said. “But you’re going to be using a lot of energy, and the last thing we want to have to do is take you to the ER.”

  “In that case, I’m not picky.” she winked as she walked off to finish her shift.

  1

  Delilah

  As I pulled up to the Mercury Casino and Resort, I was in a non-stop battle with myself. Ryan and Gavin aren’t exactly strangers. They’re always hanging around the casino. They seem like normal guys, but it isn’t like people walk around with a big sign around their necks that say hey, I’m completely batshit crazy, and by batshit
crazy, I mean put the lotion in the basket once you’ve placed it on your skin.

  What was I thinking when I agreed to meet them after work? Oh, who was I kidding? I knew exactly what I was thinking. They were two of the sexiest men I’d ever seen, and I was a girl with plenty of needs. My vibrator was good and all, but human touch can’t be replicated. I was hungry for physicality, and these two studs were on the menu.

  I checked my makeup one last time, tipped my Uber driver, took a deep breath and made my way inside. One of the women at the front desk said something to me, but I ignored her and headed straight for the elevators. As I rounded the corner, Gavin and Ryan were already standing there, each with their own version of a sexy smirk on their faces.

  “You came,” Gavin said as he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me into the air.

  Ryan was watching, looking at me with a look that was sexy as hell and I was pretty sure he knew it already.

  “Of course I came. I said I would be here and here I am.”

  “Well let’s get this party started then,” Ryan said as he turned towards the elevators.

  I followed behind the two men and entered the elevator car while Ryan inserted his key card, which probably meant we were going to an area of the casino that the average person would never have access to.

  The elevator made it’s ascent and didn’t stop until we were on the rooftop terrace. As soon as I stepped out, I could see that the view was breathtaking. You could see all of Vegas from this one spot. It was amazing.

  I glanced over and notices a table set up.

  “Would you like a glass of wine?” Ryan asked

  I nodded my head, yes, and he poured us all a glass.

  “I also took the liberty of ordering us a lobster risotto,” he continued. “It should be up here any minute. I figured we could eat up here and take advantage of this amazing weather. I’ve made sure nobody will disturb us with the exception of food service.”

  “Sounds like a plan to me,” I replied, fighting off a hitch in my breath.

  Before I knew it, the food was rolling in. They also brought up another couple of bottle of Chardonnay. I’d been fine all evening, but as we all sat down to eat, I realized how nervous I had become. I had no idea what the problem was, but it was a feeling I was having trouble shaking. Even as nervous as I was, I was even more intrigued by the two men.

  As we ate, I was surprised by how smoothly the conversation was flowing amongst us and how much fun I was having. It had been one hell of a night so far, and I wondered how they planned on topping it.

  Eventually, the nerves floated away. For a while, I actually allowed myself to forget that I didn’t do the whole dating thing and relaxed while Gavin and Ryan were showering me with attention. The two men made me giddy and more than just a little turned on.

  Ryan had his hard-charging focus and confidence while Gavin had his fun, flirty demeanor and easy-going smile. I sensed the current that flowed between us with just conversation. I couldn’t even begin to imagine the sparks that were yet to ignite.

  As I stood up and started walking around, checking out the view of the city and sipping on my wine, I was indeed at odds with myself. It had been a long time since I allowed a man to get this close to me. It had been too long since I felt the adoration in a man’s eyes, let alone two.

  I didn’t date.

  I wasn’t that girl anymore.

  I was only with men to fuck and then leave.

  It worked for me.

  I had to get my mind back on the plan, which was just sex, and then I could walk away.

  2

  Ryan

  Being around Delilah all evening had left me feeling excited and eager. On more than one occasion, I found myself having to discreetly reach under the table to adjust myself.

  The only reason I agreed to this whole thing was because of Gavin. That’s what I kept telling myself, even though I knew for a fact that it was bullshit. I had wanted Delilah from the first night I saw her at The Little Black Dress serving drinks.

  I had to taste her. I closed the distance between the two of us. I reached for her, sliding my fingers into her hair and dragging her closer to me. I saw her eyes grow wide as I leaned in and claimed the lips I’d been obsessing over since the evening begin.

  What I gave her was far more than just a kiss. I pillaged, plundered, and damn near devoured those lips, tugging the bottom one into my mouth and sucking on her tongue as she stood frozen in my grip.

  I slid my hands down her back, grabbing a handful of her perfectly round ass. I’d been waiting for this moment much longer than I realized.

  Glancing up, I saw that Gavin had closed in behind Delilah, watching the two of us with hooded eyes. I tightened my grip on her ass, bringing her dress up a bit higher so I could gauge Gavin’s reaction. His nostrils flared, and he rocked back on his heels.

  “Are you just going to stand there?” I asked him, breaking my kiss.

  Much to my surprise, Delilah took the lead. She turned around, grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him into her, their lips locking together.

  I stepped up behind her and began kissing down her neck as my hands swept around to her front, reaching up and grabbing her breasts in my palms. My fingers found her nipples and tweaked each one.

  Delilah gasped at my touch as it caught her by surprise. Before I knew it, she broke her kiss with Gavin.

  “Guys, what are we doing?” she asked.

  “We’re about to fuck, isn’t that right, Gavin?” I responded as I dug my fingertips into her hips and spun her around to face me.

  Gavin found the nape of her neck as he brushed her hair to the side. He leaned into her ear and whispered, “Is that what you want, Delilah? Do you want to fuck us?”

  “That’s why I’m here,” she moaned back.

  Gavin’s already feather-light kisses turned into tiny nips on the edge of her earlobe.

  3

  Delilah

  I shuddered as I looked up at Ryan. I was able to see the lust etched in the lines across his forehead. As he tugged at me, pulling me in close to him, I could also feel the heft of his erection.

  Holy shit, it feels enormous.

  I was on a rooftop with two sexy men, and they both wanted me. As badly as they wanted me, at that moment, I’m pretty sure I wanted them even more.

  Ryan and Gavin were men. Real men. They had wicked smiles, mischievous smiles and they wanted me with an intensity that I’d never experienced before.

  “Tell us you want us, Delilah. I want you to say you want us right fucking now,” Ryan demanded in a domineering tone.

  I felt like his command alone was nearly enough to bring me to my knees. My body shivered as I said the words he wanted to hear.

  “I want you.”

  “You want us?” Ryan asked. “What do you want us to do?”

  “I want you to fuck me,” I whimpered.

  The next thing I knew, Gavin was pressed against my back, his cock hard as a rock and he rubbed it all over my ass. Ryan lifted my dress above my waist, shoved his hand between my thighs, and cupped my pussy.

  “Jesus, Delilah. You’re soaked for us. Your panties are wet and dripping with your sweet juices,” Ryan whispered into my ear.

  He was right. I was more turned on than I’d ever been in my life. My panties were soaked and clinging to me.

  Ryan ran his hands lightly over my panties, the lace digging into my smooth flesh with every pass. He was only making the matter much more urgent. The more he stroked at me, the wetter I became.

  I didn’t know how much more I was going to be able to take. I reached for each man, placing one hand on Gavin’s neck while the other was palming Ryan’s chest.

  4

  Gavin

  Delilah’s fingers gripped my neck as I kissed her hard, my tongue thrashing against hers, our lips mashing together, and our teeth nipping. I could feel her shaking against me and light, slow moans escaped her mouth along with a rushed breath.

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p; With one hand, I frantically felt around, searching for the zipper of her dress. Finally, my fingers found the tiny black tab that blended in with her dress perfectly. In one quick motion, I slid the zipper down the length of her back.

  Before she could protest, I yanked it down from her shoulders, watching the fabric as it landed in a whoosh at our feet.

  “Should we be doing this up here? What if someone comes up here and catches us?” Delilah asked, showing a slight hint of hesitation.

  “That’s something you don’t have to worry about,” Ryan replied. After the food was brought up, I closed up access to the roof and locked this level with my key card. Trust me, nobody is going to come up here until I unlock it.”

  I reached out for her, dragging her lips back for yet another taste while Ryan ran his hands up her back before moving them to her front. He grabbed her tits hard, pinching at her nipples then moved his hand down between her legs.