Page 150 of Menace in Vegas

Once I calm down slightly, I begin moving, fucking her hard and deep, like I’m staking a fucking claim.

Each thrust punches a cry from her lips.

She claws at my shoulders, drags her nails down my spine, urges me deeper.

The headboard knocks against the wall, the fan spins uselessly above, and the air is thick with sex and sweat.

I reach down, rubbing her clit, watching her come apart beneath me.

She squeezes me like a vice and comes with a scream that sounds like it might destroy her throat.

I bury myself one last time and let go, coming hard with a growl that sounds more animal than man.

We collapse together, bodies tangled, slick and spent.

The curtains sway in the ocean breeze. Sunlight spills across the bed, but nothing can outshine her.

I don’t pull out. I stay deep inside, arms wrapped around her, our hearts beating together.

“Still hot, baby?” I whisper, teasingly.

She groans. “I hate you.”

I chuckle against her damp skin. “You love me.”

She exhales a soft laugh, boneless and ruined. “I really, really do.”

Her eyes meet mine, so damn clear and certain. “I love you, Connor. You’re my life.”

And just like that, I’m wrecked all over again.

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ALLISON

Idon’t even know what time it is when I finally surface from the utter destruction Connor just put me through.

My body feels like Jell-O.

My mind is foggy.

And my husband grins, far too pleased with himself.

I crack one eye open and find him smirking down at me, head propped on his hand like he’s watching premium cable.

I groan. “You’re staring again.”

“Damn right I am.” He reaches out, tracing slow circles along my hip, his fingers warm and possessive. “Can’t help myself, baby.” His voice drops, dark and sinful. “You look so fucking beautiful after I’ve ruined you.”

My cheeks flame as I bury my face against his chest.

“Still get embarrassed and can’t take a compliment, huh?”

“You’re an arrogant bastard.”

He chuckles, low and smug. “Why wouldn’t I be? I just made you scream my name until you were hoarse, sweetheart.”

I try to smack his chest, but he catches my wrist and grins. Then he grabs the other one, pinning both over my head with one hand.

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