Page 28 of Dream Lover
Electricity rippled through my veins as the desire pooled in my belly.
Some of the bridal party had gone to the hotel bar after the game show to cut loose. Of course, this was Vegas, and the bar was way over the top with showgirls and everything.
My brother and Rebecca had disappeared immediately following Conner and my win. I had a feeling they had a lot to discuss since it had been a long week for them, and they hadn’t excelled at any of the challenges. That didn’t say good things about their relationship.
My opinions didn’t matter in the grand scheme of things, but this week had been so telling between the two of them. Just as an observer, I didn’t see the connection between them.
I wanted Drew to be happy, I always did, but she was all wrong for him.Here’s to hoping he saw the light.
Considering there was nothing I could do for my brother, I finished my drink and pushed thoughts of his relationship problems to the back of my mind.
It was my last night in Sin City with Conner. Starting out the week, I had no idea we’d be in this position, having each other’s bodies. It had been a dream come true, and I was going to make the most of the time we had together.
If this was going to be our last night, he’d have something to remember me by.
In the mood to celebrate our win and cut loose, I grabbed Conner’s hand and laced our fingers together and directed him to the dance floor. I wanted to feel his body on mine and soak every bit of him up.
He followed me with ease, and when I turned back, he had a wide smile across his lips.
The floor was packed, but we squeezed in getting close. The beat of the music pumped through the speakers, making the floor shake. Loud and erotic, the rhythm pulsed as our bodies connected and started to move together.
With an arm snaked around my waist, he held me close, my breasts to his chest. The smell of his cologne added to the erotic feel and was hella sexy. I inhaled deep, memorizing the scent.
As much as I loved being front to front with him, it was time to get into it. Turning, my ass lined perfectly and ground over his crotch, my blood humming with desire. I could feel his length getting harder and harder with each move I made. Arm in the air, I shook my ass, hips, and hair, letting it all hang out.
Strobe lights flashed overhead, making our movements look scattered. The bar was packed with everyone here for a good time. And we were having it.
Pulling his head down, I kissed him while sideways, needing to taste the man. His hands roamed over my stomach and up my chest. Every touch sparked new desires inside of me.
If he put his hand in my panties now, he’d know just how much he was turning me on.
Suddenly foam started falling from the ceiling. Looking up, several machines were pumping out the soapy substance as it slowly came down to us. The crowd went wild cheering and trying to throw the foam at one another. This didn’t work well because, well, it was foam. They didn’t care, though.
I grabbed some that fell on my arm then turned and put it on Conner’s face. Mouth wide open, he pulled me tight to him and held my arms behind me as he wiped all the bubbles across my face. We were hot, sweaty, and now soapy. We were completely soaked by the end, loving every second.
Conner chuckled and embraced the chaos, his focus solely on me which was hot as well. “I like the way you move.” Husky and deep his voice reverberated in my ear.
Slick. Wet. Turned on. I wanted Conner, but did he feel the same?
Spinning me around to face him, his gorgeous smile awaited. Those dazzling blue eyes pierced through me. Yeah, I thought he wanted me too. “That was unexpected.”
Strong and firm his hands glided over my curves, touching me all over. My flame for him burned brightly in the darkened room. The way he held me as if I were the most precious thing in his world made my heart beat double time.
My yellow sundress clung to my skin and turned see-through, showing my pert nipples thanks to the suds.
Conner licked his lips, gaze roaming over my body. Heat flashed on the back of my neck as he gripped it tightly. His head dipped, lips connecting with the column of my throat and carving a dangerous path up to the shell of my ear. His tongue darted out, tasting. I desperately wished he’d kiss me again. Hell, I wished he would…
“Isn’t this fun?” Paula shouted over the music, interrupting our moment. She and Daniel danced next to us, just as wet from the soap. I shot her a friendly smile and nodded because it was some of the best times I’d had being in Conner’s arms.
“Ready to get out of here? Shit is making my clothes itch my skin.” Conner tugged on the collar of his shirt. I so wanted him to take it off. Maybe not here, but it needed to be away from his skin.
“Mhmm, more than ready.”
I waved to Paula and signaled to the exit, letting her know we were leaving. Conner’s hand enveloped mine as we weaved through the crowd, navigating our way through.
I noted Carley and Joe were making out hot and heavy in a nearby booth, and Laura had her arms wrapped around the neck of a man who wasn’t Bruce.
Secretly I cheered her on inside my head. Bruce had been awful to her all week long. Good for her. She deserved better.
