Page 60 of Vegas Baby!

“Fair,” she said, breaking off in a gasp when I went back to tending her clit. Her grip didn’t falter.

I savored every shudder, moan, and breathy sigh. Each sound she made burned itself into my memory and spurred me along. I felt the moment she came, a rush of slick pouring onto my tongue, and she threw her head back with a cry.

Rising to my feet, I shucked my pants and underwear, leaning over her to take in her flushed cheeks and shining eyes.

“Hands overhead, kitten.”

Her scent was so thick I probably could’ve licked it straight out of the air and gotten a mouthful of pecan praline.

“Yes, sir.”

The words shot straight to my cock and I nearly came on the spot. She tentatively lifted her arms, crossing them at the wrists and setting them against the pillows, her gaze never leaving mine.

The volume of my purr surprised both of us, and she giggled. “Is someone happy they finally got me into bed?”

“I’d be the dumbest alpha in the world if I weren’t.” I laid my hand over her palms, lacing our fingers together as I stole a few more kisses, my other hand descending while she was distracted. She moaned against my lips.

“More,” she demanded.

“I don’t know why I expected you to be demure during sex.”

“Wishful thinking?”

“I am more than happy to have you in whatever mood you’re in.” I explored her with my fingers the same way I had with my tongue, learning what had her eyes flaring wide, had her scent spiking and her pussy clenching.

Driving my fingers into her tight heat while watching her face brought back a wave of surreality.

I hadAvain bed.

Naked.

Desperate.

She bucked her hips, whining and struggling against my grip. “Stop teasing me and fuck me.”

“What if I want to do both?”

“Luke Michael Abbott, if you don’t fuck me six ways to Sunday in the next thirty seconds, I’m going to riot.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at how serious she looked when she said it. “We can’t have a riot on our hands, can we?”

“Absolutely not. Have to keep the peace.”

“Do you need to change positions or are you still comfortable?”

“I’ll change in a minute. I want to see your face for the next part. I used to daydream about this.”

I swallowed hard and rearranged, pressing her lush thighs open with my palms and lining up cock and cunt. Ava’s gorgeous hazel eyes were locked with mine as I pushed forward slowly, her pussy stretching and welcoming me in.

Fuck me.

The intensity in her eyes had nerves jumping in my belly. She was so unfairly beautiful I didn’t know what to do with myself. Her sweet whimper when our hips met had me high as a kite, her scent flooding every breath.

My slow glide back out had her whining and biting her lower lip. “Harder. I’m not going to break.”

The next thrust snapped my hips forward and Ava moaned, her pussy squeezing me tightly.

“Yeah,” she panted. “Like that.”

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