Page 8 of Dirty Money

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.

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