Claudia relaxed into Jaden side. She could get used to this. You should tell him how you feel. Shaking the thoughts, Claudia made up her mind to enjoy this time. If he went through the trouble of tracking her down to be with her again, then she’d enjoy their time together. When they pulled into the airport, he’d sparked her interest. The chauffeur opened their door, and Claudia grabbed her lone bag and purse. Jaden reached over and took it off her hands.
“It’s just one bag; I can carry it no problem,” she said.
“I’m sure you can.”
Claudia realized he was being a gentleman. “I’m sorry, I’m used to doing things on my own.”
“Hmmm, we’ll have to do something about that, too.”
“Oh yeah, what do you propose?”
Jaden leveled her with a sexy grin. “Punishment.”
Claudia’s belly flopped. “In that case,” she said, “I’ve been a very bad girl. You should punish me hard, Mr. Rose.”
A low rumble bellowed from him, and the strain against his pants was painful. He glanced down then back to her. “Look what you did.”
Claudia was looking, and it tickled her fancy that she could discombobulate him just as much as he did her.
“Well,” she purred, “We’ll just have to do something about that, too. Won’t we?”
The dark hunger in his eyes told her that she would pay for being a tease. He took a step forward pinning her against his chest and the limo. For several suffused minutes they stared, drowning in one another. Claudia’s breathing was laboring on un-control, and they were merely standing, feeling each other’s vibes. Translucent but strong. So potent that if he touched her, she would surely crumble in his arms. But he didn’t. Stepping back from her, Jaden took in a heavy breath.
“We should get going, or we’ll miss our flight.”
Coming out of her trance, Claudia smoothed her hands down her sides in an attempt to regain her emotions.
“You never told me where we were going.”
“Vegas.”
Claudia gasped pulling back a broad smile. “As in Las Vegas, Nevada?”
“That’s the one.”
She squealed elated, and he grinned reaching out to pull her into the safety of his chest. They walked, linked arm and arm. The plane ride from Chicago to Las Vegas was a smooth one; no turbulence, and Claudia slept leaning into Jaden for the entire ride. When she woke, the fasten your seatbelt light dinged.
She glanced around and stretched. “We’re here already?”
“Yes, chérie, you slept like a baby. Working hard I suppose.”
Claudia nodded. “Being at home with Desiree hasn’t been the easiest these days. But I don’t want to talk about her, we’re in Vegas!” she squealed again. “I suppose this trip will be completely different from my all girls trip, but,” her voice dipped. “I’m confident it’ll be much better.”
“Are you now?”
“Yes.”
The flight attendant’s voice sounded through the speakers as Jaden reached for Claudia’s chin with a simple caress.
“I think you may be on to something.”
She sucked her lip between her teeth. Jaden’s fingers roamed down her neck, and she arched her neck reveling in the simple pleasures of his touch. Her heart raced as he applied pressure, and rubbed an affectionate thumb in a circle on her skin.
Her eyes closed and she purred. “Mmm, Jaden…”
When she reopened them, the desire she saw back at Chicago’s airport resurfaced. Jaden was not trying hard enough to keep his hands to himself, and he was paying for it dearly as his libido screamed. Why did he want Claudia so bad? Why was their energy undeniably stimulating? When his hands touched her skin, it sent a blaze coursing through his veins that was mind bending. And having her all to himself for the next three days would prove difficult if he wanted to stay on his mission to show her what they had going on was not only physical. Damn, he thought. This was going to be harder than he thought.