Call Me Sugar

by Sage Nyx

  “Skydiving, hang-gliding, mountain climbing, bungee jumping. The list is a mile long. Any sport I can do within an hour’s drive from Vegas, since I rarely have a day off. Chasing the adrenaline rush is my favorite thing.”

  “Your favorite thing?” She turns to me in disbelief. “Why don’t I believe you?”

  I wrap an arm behind her waist and pull her closer against my bare chest.

  “Did I say that? Chasing the adrenaline rush was my favorite thing,” I say. “Now I have a new favorite.”

  Sugar

  “And what would your new favorite thing be?” she asks.

  “Do you want me to tell you or show you?”

  Without waiting for her answer, I lean over and capture her soft lips in a kiss. “I want you, Jade,” I murmur, my lips moving closer to her ear. “For the first moment I spotted you on the floor at the casino, I can’t stop thinking about you. Something crazy is happening between us. Can you deny it?”

  Her silence tells me everything.

  I push her long hair away from the back of her neck and nuzzle the hollow behind her ear. “There are so many dirty things I want to do with you.”

  “Is that why you brought me here?” she asks with a breathless catch in her voice.

  “No, that honestly wasn’t my original plan,” I say, chuckling. “But since you’ve indicated a burning desire for a caveman, today’s program has changed. I always aim to please. Hence the cave and your very own caveman.”

  I bite down gently on her earlobe and hear her sharp intake of breath.

  “If I remember correctly, my request was for a mountain man, not a caveman,” she teases. “There’s a distinction.”

  Her hands move to touch my biceps then she trails her fingertips down the muscles of my chest. My cock hardens and swells in my jeans.

  “Too bad,” I say. “You get what you get, and you don’t pitch a fit.”

  A soft laugh bubbles out of her. “Don’t worry, the caveman act is growing on me. I love a man who steps up and takes charge.”

  “Your words are music to my ears.”

  Gently I push her back onto the blanket. When she doesn’t resist, I lean over her and seize her lips in another kiss, more dominating this time. She slides her hands up to my shoulders.

  After breaking the kiss, I inch my lips over her neck to the sensitive spot right beneath her jaw.

  She moans in a barely audible gasp.

  My hand shifts up to her breasts underneath the soft fabric of her sweatshirt. I cup one breast in my hand, testing the soft, delicious weight in my palm.

  “Take off your shirt,” I tell her, needing her to want this as much as I do.

  She leans up and tugs off the sweatshirt revealing a simple white lacy bra underneath.

  For a moment, I stop and stare.

  No other woman has ever been sexier to me. She’s resting back on her elbows with her dark hair loose over her shoulders. With each shaky breath, her heavy breasts heave.

  I want to bury my face between them, to kiss, to touch every inch of her soft skin.

  Two hours alone in the wilderness with Jade won’t be enough time to satisfy me.

  A lifetime of touching her won’t be enough.

  “You’re so damn beautiful,” I say, reaching over to finger a lock of her hair that’s grazing one breast.

  With both hands, I unhook the front clasp of her bra, then lean down to tongue her nipples until they bead up and swell.

  She arches her back, pressing herself tighter against my mouth. Taking a nipple between my teeth, I tug gently while licking the tip with my tongue.

  Another soft gasp escapes her lips, and she clutches my hair tightly. Her sensitized nipples are wet and rosy from my mouth sucking long and hard on them.

  “Sugar…” she breathes out in a shaky voice.

  “Do you want this as much as I do?” I glance up at her.

  When I see the hot, burning heat in her eyes, I know the answer. She doesn’t have to say one word. Together we’re a combustible flame ready to explode.

  “Damn,” I mutter.

  Reaching down, I unzip her jeans and tug them off along with her sneakers. I gaze at her white silk panties then hastily pull them off over her ankles and throw them onto the pile of clothes.

  Grasping her ankles, I place her legs over my shoulders and move between them. The sweet heat between her legs causes my brain to momentarily fog over.

  Leaning closer, I rub the stubble of my beard against the soft skin of her thighs, first one side and then the other.

  She’s writhing underneath my hands and my lips, driving me insane.

  I can’t wait any longer.

  Cupping her hips tight with both hands, I drive my tongue into her hot, wet pussy.

  “Oh my god!” she yells out, unable to stop the primitive sounds erupting from the back of her throat.

  Knowing I can please her makes my cock instantly go rock hard. I’m swollen and throbbing painfully against my jeans. I grip her tightly, holding her captive underneath my tongue.

  I want nothing more than to drive her wild. Moving my tongue up slightly, I suck and lick at her clit. Her ragged breaths tell me she’s close to unraveling.

  “I want to feel you cum on my face,” I tell her. “Tell me what you want. I need to know everything you’ve ever dreamed about.”

  She’s modest and not ready yet to verbalize what she wants me to do to her.

  But she will be…soon.

  Underneath her shy, quiet exterior is a wildcat waiting to be unleashed. I can’t wait for the day that happens. When it does, I’ll be the man in her bed.

  “Don’t stop,” she replies, her hands feverishly moving up and down my back.

  She’s soaking wet now.

  I don’t stop licking her clit while sliding one, then two fingers deep inside her. Her muscles clench around my fingers, drawing me in.

  “Fuck,” she moans uncontrollably. “Oh…fuck.”

  I feel her orgasm as she cums on my face and fingers. Holding her thighs down with both hands, I bury myself between her legs, unable to get enough of her scent, her taste.

  I’m hopelessly addicted to Jade.

  I can’t stop craving her.

  She’s the most powerful street drug imaginable.

  She’s still breathing hard and out of breath when I flip her over.

  “Get on your knees, baby,” I tell her. “I want to see your gorgeous ass.”

  She quickly obeys and I grasp her ass cheeks with both hands. From behind, I can see her pussy lips are wet, swollen and glistening, begging for me.

  “Are you ready?” I quickly unzip my pants and pull out my hardened cock. “Because I can’t wait any longer.”

  “Oh yes,” she whispers. “I want you inside me now.”

  Moving closer, I place my cock at her entrance and tease her with the tip.

  “God, you’re already dripping wet.”

  Gripping her ass tightly with both hands, I spread her wide and thrust into her pussy. For a split-second, I still my movements to give her time to adjust to my width. Pulling out slightly, I plunge into her again all the way up to my balls.

  She gasps, leaning down further on her elbows to give me better access.

  It’s taking every bit of my self-control to keep things moving slow. This is one time I can’t rush things.

  The best experiences in life are meant to be savored even if it means suffering an exquisite sweet torture.

  I grit my teeth and try to reign in my movements, so I won’t lose it too soon. After a few moments, I realize that’s damn near impossible.

  Something tells me it will always be the same way whenever I’m with her.

  What is it about Jade that makes me crazy?

  My body takes over and my thrusts become more rapid and forceful. I reach one arm under her body to help support my weight off her knees as I pound into her mercilessly from behind. She’s clenching and unclenching her pussy muscles tight around my cock,
pushing me closer to the edge.

  “You’re so tight,” I mutter through clenched teeth. “You’re goddamn killing me here.”

  Beads of sweat are dripping down my forehead and into my eyes. Leaning closer over her, I wrap a handful of her long hair around my fist. Tugging her head back, I fuck her hard and powerfully. The same way I’d fantasized about doing since the first time I’d sunk deep inside her.

  Jade is my dream girl.

  The tenseness in her body tells me she’s almost ready to cum again. When I feel her pussy spasming around my cock, I let out a loud grunt and cum with her.

  “Fucking hell!”

  My orgasm goes on for what seems like forever.

  Afterwards I stretch beside her on the blanket and pull her over until she’s sprawled across my chest.

  “Is that your new favorite thing?” she asks, a smile in her voice. “Because now it’s also mine.”

  Jade

  Sugar’s suite at the Imperial Hotel…

  I slip out of Sugar’s room quietly while he’s in the shower and head for the elevator. I’ve never known how to handle awkward goodbyes. His afternoon performance starts in an hour, and I need to meet up with the girls at Platinum. I’ll text him later to thank him for the incredible date.

  My head is still reeling.

  Once we caught our breath after the steamy hot session at the canyon, we enjoyed a leisurely picnic.

  In no time, we’d heard the whirring sound of helicopter blades approaching. True to her word, Trixie had arrived back promptly to retrieve us.

  While it relieved me to see her, I was also sorry to leave the canyon. A few more hours alone with Sugar would’ve been nice. Instead, we rushed back, so he could get ready for his show.

  Our quick date today was everything I could’ve dreamed about.

  Sugar was sweet, sexy, and attentive. I’m realizing he’s much more than a handsome face on a billboard.

  His life hasn’t been easy. Much harder than mine. My brother and I always had a steady influence in our lives with our mom. No matter what happened, I always knew Mom would be there to catch us if we fell.

  Whereas Sugar grew up homeless and constantly on the run.

  It breaks my heart to think about him moving around the country, from town to town. Never settling down for more than a few months at a time. Never knowing how it felt to have a bedroom of his own or school friends.

  Beneath his cocky swagger, he’s damaged and broken inside.

  He’s hurt by a mother who abandoned him without a backwards glance. No wonder he hasn’t settled down yet. Letting any woman into his life again would be difficult, if not impossible.

  I’m honored that he trusted me enough to reveal bits of his past. Little by little, I’m putting together the jagged pieces of the puzzle that make up the man he is now.

  I wish I could tell him the truth about me.

  The guilt is tearing me up inside. I’m hiding a huge secret that will shred us apart if he finds out. Or when he finds out, since it’s inevitable that he will.

  After exiting the elevator, I quickly make my way through the sprawling Imperial Hotel complex until I reach my building.

  Sugar hinted around, but never came right out and asked me where I’m staying. He doesn’t have a clue my hotel room is in one of the other towers. Unless he knows my exact room number, there’s no way our paths will unexpectedly cross.

  When I finally reach my hotel room door, I glance around to make sure I’m not being followed before slipping inside.

  “What the hell?” I yell, startled at the scene before me. “What are you doing here?” I quickly slam the door.

  Eva, Natasha, and King are all sprawled out across my bed while watching television. Eva is propped up comfortably on my pillows with King’s head on her legs while Natasha sits cross-legged on the bed beside them.

  Eva scoots up higher on the pillows when I walk into the room.

  “I’m glad to see you made it back in one piece,” she says. “Where did you go with Sugar? Natasha told us you had a date this morning. We’ve been trying to reach your cell phone for hours. We were wondering if you’d deserted us.”

  I let out a tired sigh and drop my backpack on the carpeted floor. “Are you my mother now?” I walk over to the mirrored closet doors and kick off my sneakers, then hang up my jacket. “I hope you weren’t waiting long. Yes, we had a great time. He took me on a helicopter ride.”

  King snorts. “Let me tell you something about Sugar,” he says. “He ain’t nothing but a hound dog.”

  “What are you talking about?” I ask, frowning. “Do you know him?”

  “I’ve known about his reputation for a long time,” he replies. “He picks up a different woman every night and drops them in the morning. Ladies never make it past a third date with Sugar. Never. It’s called the magic man curse here in Vegas. He’s a legend.”

  “In his own mind, he is a legend,” Natasha says, rolling her eyes. “What is this hound dog you speak of, King?”

  “We’re all worried about you, Jade,” Eva says. “Sugar’s conquests in Vegas are well known. Even I’ve heard about him, and I try not to engage in gossip.”

  “Are you really giving me the third degree about Sugar?” I ask, turning to face them. “I feel like a teenager coming home from a date. Not that I have any experience to draw from since I didn’t date then. I’m sure this is what Mom would’ve done if I’d come home after curfew.”

  My mind wanders back to high school.

  “Come to think of it, I also didn’t have a curfew because I never went out.”

  “We have a right to ask questions,” Eva reminds me. “We’ve all worked hard to make sure everything goes smoothly. Any weakness in our plan is a potential liability. You would be the same way if you discovered a flaw.”

  “Maybe so.” I’m too tired to argue with them. “Scoot over and make room for me if we’re playing fifty questions.”

  I move King’s legs aside so I can crawl onto the bed. When I was a kid, I never went to slumber parties. This is not what I would’ve imagined one to be like.

  "If you have something to say about me, say it to my face,” I continue, putting my hands behind my head and staring up at the ceiling. “I don’t understand what your problem is with Sugar. We went on a date today. It doesn’t mean anything. Whatever happens, I can deal with it.”

  I close my eyes. I’m exhausted from my time in Vegas and desperately need a few minutes of sleep. I keep telling myself that, and it never happens.

  “You’re right, it doesn’t mean anything,” Eva says in a kinder voice. “Not to him. You’re a smart girl. Please don’t get caught up with Sugar. All it will do is end in heartbreak. Men like Sugar don’t settle down with-”

  “Girls like me?” My eyes fly open, and I finish the sentence for her. “You don’t need to protect my feelings from getting hurt. I’ll say it, even if you won’t. Famous, gorgeous men like Sugar don’t settle for boring girls like me. Believe me, I’m aware. The thought has crossed my mind plenty of times.”

  “I don’t like the way you speak of yourself,” Natasha scolds, frowning at me. “Stop it. You’re clever, not boring. Boring is men who think they are a gift to the women of the world.”

  I smile over at her. Natasha is growing on me. She’s the closest thing to a real girlfriend that I’ve had since middle school. Regardless of how things started, I know in my heart that she has my back now.

  I’ll miss her when I’m gone.

  The thought of leaving Vegas and everyone I’ve met here makes me a little sad. I’ve enjoyed being part of a group again.

  To belong somewhere.

  Even if it is with a group of borderline criminal oddballs.

  “Regardless of your feelings toward Sugar, you must cut him loose,” Eva says firmly. “Don’t forget that he works for the Imperial, one of the casinos we’re hitting on Christmas Eve. He’s tied into a two-year contract. If he finds out what we’re up to, his loya
lty will be with his employer. It’s too risky to see him again.”

  “Never?” I croak.

  “Never is a strong word,” she says, relenting a bit. “At least not until this is over. We’ve all worked too hard to let your infatuation with a playboy bring us down. Think of the risk.”

  “Don’t worry,” King interrupts. “You won’t have to do the dirty deed yourself. He’ll make the decision. Remember the magic man curse? Don’t go expecting Sugar to love you tender or love you sweet, because he won’t.” He squeezes my hand. “Sorry, Jade. We’re not trying to be cruel here. The fact is, you’ve checked into the heartbreak hotel.”

  “If the curse is real, then my time is up. I’m already out of dates.”

  Eva frowns at me. “You’ve gone out with him before today?”

  “I’ve gone out with him on two official dates and a quick drink after his show. Technically those might count as three dates toward the infamous magic man curse.”

  “Well, there you go.” King waves his hand into the air, causing the leather fringe on his white jacket sleeve to jiggle. “End of discussion. Your time is up.”

  “Why didn’t you mention it to me before now?” Eva asks. “Surely, you knew it was relevant? Sugar is famous in this town.”

  “I should’ve told you. I honestly didn’t think it was important because I didn’t plan on seeing him again. Natasha and I were both caught by surprise when he ran into us last night at the Bora Bora. I’d already pushed him out of my mind.”

  Their dubious expressions tell me they’re not convinced.

  “When was the first date?” Eva asks. “I want to hear this story. You don’t seem like the type to go around hooking up with random guys at bars.”

  “Our first official date was after I completed your test at the slots,” I tell her. “He sent me a glass of champagne and a card that told me to be in front of the casino at nine o’clock.”

  “He snapped his fingers, and you came running?” King asks. “Why?”

  “No, that wasn’t how it happened.” I jab him in the ribs with my elbow. “I thought the card was from Eva because of the timing right after my win. It never occurred to me that it might be from Sugar. It shocked me when he stepped out of the limo. I was expecting one of you.” I smile, remembering our night together. “He’d made reservations for us at a fancy sushi restaurant. Instead, we ate in the parking lot of Burger Crown.”