Page 54 of Nevada

How do I get the feeling you already know the answer to where I am?

I smile. Not even giving it a few seconds before I reply.

Me:

I’m nothing if not resourceful. I’m heading there in five. Don’t even think about going anywhere till I get there

Mama:

Who died and made you boss?

Me:

Missed me bad, huh?

Mama:

????

I laugh out loud. This is gonna be an interesting day after all, and all I have is a sore dick to show for it.

11

ESTELLE

I’d be lying if I said I couldn't sleep when I got home last night. It’s not like I jump every guy — or any guy — who looks my way. But last night was intense.

In fact, it was fucking insane.

I’m also not gonna lie about the fact that Nevada is not only well endowed but he knows how to move those loosey goosey hips. I press my thighs together just thinking about everything we did. The way he ate me out. The way I sucked on his dick like a woman who’d been deprived for way too long. And I let him bang me on somebody’s desk… We didn’t even wipe it afterward. I screw my nose up at the thought. Jesus. I’m losing my marbles over this guy, and we only screwed once.

And then there’s that piercing. I’m fascinated by it. I wanted to play with it, tug on it, make him feel everything. I wanted to please him, and though I’m not a selfish lover, I’ve always found it hard to just enjoy myself. Guys always expect so much from you in the bedroom. They expect you to be down with whatever they want, but they barely give you any foreplay and never give oral. But Nevada lapped me up like his favorite meal and I can’t get the thought of his sexy face and pretty eyes out of my head while he was doing it. He rocked my world with that big dick of his, just like he told me he would. And here I was thinking it was just another line. It seems he can live up to his promises. To say I’m pleasantly surprised, and gagging for more of it, is an understatement. I also thought I’d shake him out of my system, but it seems like he’s the one shaking me. Every which way.

Now it looks like he’ll be smug all over again, because for a repeat of last night I know I’d probably get down on my knees and beg for it. Well, there’s no probably about it.

I think about me slapping his ass and how he was into it. I’m not exactly a Dominatrix, but I liked spanking him. And it turned him on. I like it when he looks at me with that fire in his eyes. Like he sees me… Really sees me, even if that is ridiculous because how much could he really know at his age? I guess I’m finding more out about Nevada than I first bargained for.

I was also surprised to get a text from him this morning as I was packing. I didn’t text him back straight away. I’ve made plans to head to Mississippi later this morning along with Kyle and Halo. I also got a call from Haze, and he said he and Brew were gonna come and check things out, courtesy of Cash. And I got an address from Rock and Jett.

I hope that Nevada has some news about the staff who work for the club where Tilly was last seen, but that will have to wait.

I haven’t even downed my coffee when my intercom buzzes. I smile to myself. Good luck trying to get up to my apartment. It’s why I pay the fees in this place. A girl can’t be too careful in any city, but in my line of work, there can be crazies all over the place.

“Hello?”

“Ms. St. Clair? It’s Darryl from the front desk.”

“Hello, Darryl.”

“I’ve a… uh… a man named Nevada here asking for you, ma’am.”

I roll my eyes. Of course he does. “It’s fine, Darryl. You can send him up.”

“Certainly, Ms. St. Clair.”

I hang up a little smug with myself that he couldn’t come barging up here without me being notified. Still, he did know how to find me and I should be more unsettled than I am about that. I’m sure it’s got nothing to do with the fact I can still feel where he’s been. We were hot and rough and he was big, I’m bound to feel it. I bite my lip… Goddamn, that was the most reckless thing I’ve done in a long time.

A few minutes later, there’s a knock at my door.

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