in a groan.
Teasing her meant teasing himself, and all he wanted right now was to bury himself in her tight, slick pussy until he was spent.
And then do it all over again.
Having her earlier at the Olympic exhibit wasn’t enough. Last night hadn’t been enough. He wasn’t sure he’d ever get enough of her, and this week might lead to an addiction he couldn’t quit. The idea was as tempting as it was terrifying. He’d had his share of women, probably more than his fair share, and he’d loved a few of them, but he’d never worried about what it might be like to live without them. He’d survived the breakups when they came, but…maybe that was why Meg drew him like a moth to a flame. He’d sensed all along she was the kind of woman who might rock the foundation of his world, if she stuck around long enough. He was fully aware that he could get in over his head in the next six days, crave her even more before the week was out, and be left high and dry.
It wasn’t until now that he truly grasped how big a risk he had taken, how close to the edge of something life-changing he was, and how hard this fall might be. Shattering was a good word for it.
He shut down that line of negativity. If he went into this thinking he was going to lose, he’d kill any chance of winning. He was all in this week, and there was no way he was backing off now.
Even if losing her in the end might be far worse than he’d ever imagined.
Every slide of his fingertips over her leg made tingles erupt across her skin. She could only pray that this show was over soon and she could drag him back to the hotel room for some fast, hot, dirty sex. Because that was what she needed right now. No-holds-barred shagging.
Her body was on fire, and only he could quench those flames for her. It took everything she had not to grab his hand and push it between her thighs where it could do the most good. She could have wept when the lights finally came on and all the performers took their bows. Thank. God.
She was on her feet and right on Finn’s heels as he led the way out of the theater, the three musketeers following in their wake.
“That was even more awesome than I expected.” Cindy was all but dancing around in a circle.
Meg slanted a glance at Finn, knowing he’d had even less of a clue than she did on what the show was actually about. The sets and costumes were gorgeous, but that was about all she could say for it. Maybe Vegas shows just weren’t for her.
“I had a great time.” He gave her a slow smile, and she could have kicked him. “Thanks for suggesting this, Cindy.”
“No problem.” The English teacher giggled. “I’m so glad you liked it too. What was your favorite part?”
He pretended to consider. “I think I liked the second half best. It really built to a climax.”
Meg had to turn away for a moment or her face would totally give her away. Her cheeks must be beet red.
“Some of the acrobats were hot. Even hotter than the strippers last night. Totally ripped.” Carla flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Watching them do all those stunts made me work up an appetite though. I have the munchies.”
“Me too. I know we already had dinner, but I’m up for a snack.” Doreen rooted around in her purse, pulled out her cell phone, and started tapping buttons. “Let me check what restaurants they have at this hotel.”
Cindy eyed the casino like a kid in a candy store. The woman was enthused about everything. “I want to try the slots here and see if they like me better than at Caesar’s.”
“I’m heading back to the hotel.” Meg was not waiting around for them while she was all hot and bothered. It would be torment that reached truly inhumane levels. She gave Finn a pointed glance and he offered her a knowing grin in response, which sent another ripple of longing through her. She had it bad.
All three women goggled at her. Cindy asked, “Seriously? You’re down and out already?”
“I’m not a
Teasing her meant teasing himself, and all he wanted right now was to bury himself in her tight, slick pussy until he was spent.
And then do it all over again.
Having her earlier at the Olympic exhibit wasn’t enough. Last night hadn’t been enough. He wasn’t sure he’d ever get enough of her, and this week might lead to an addiction he couldn’t quit. The idea was as tempting as it was terrifying. He’d had his share of women, probably more than his fair share, and he’d loved a few of them, but he’d never worried about what it might be like to live without them. He’d survived the breakups when they came, but…maybe that was why Meg drew him like a moth to a flame. He’d sensed all along she was the kind of woman who might rock the foundation of his world, if she stuck around long enough. He was fully aware that he could get in over his head in the next six days, crave her even more before the week was out, and be left high and dry.
It wasn’t until now that he truly grasped how big a risk he had taken, how close to the edge of something life-changing he was, and how hard this fall might be. Shattering was a good word for it.
He shut down that line of negativity. If he went into this thinking he was going to lose, he’d kill any chance of winning. He was all in this week, and there was no way he was backing off now.
Even if losing her in the end might be far worse than he’d ever imagined.
Every slide of his fingertips over her leg made tingles erupt across her skin. She could only pray that this show was over soon and she could drag him back to the hotel room for some fast, hot, dirty sex. Because that was what she needed right now. No-holds-barred shagging.
Her body was on fire, and only he could quench those flames for her. It took everything she had not to grab his hand and push it between her thighs where it could do the most good. She could have wept when the lights finally came on and all the performers took their bows. Thank. God.
She was on her feet and right on Finn’s heels as he led the way out of the theater, the three musketeers following in their wake.
“That was even more awesome than I expected.” Cindy was all but dancing around in a circle.
Meg slanted a glance at Finn, knowing he’d had even less of a clue than she did on what the show was actually about. The sets and costumes were gorgeous, but that was about all she could say for it. Maybe Vegas shows just weren’t for her.
“I had a great time.” He gave her a slow smile, and she could have kicked him. “Thanks for suggesting this, Cindy.”
“No problem.” The English teacher giggled. “I’m so glad you liked it too. What was your favorite part?”
He pretended to consider. “I think I liked the second half best. It really built to a climax.”
Meg had to turn away for a moment or her face would totally give her away. Her cheeks must be beet red.
“Some of the acrobats were hot. Even hotter than the strippers last night. Totally ripped.” Carla flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Watching them do all those stunts made me work up an appetite though. I have the munchies.”
“Me too. I know we already had dinner, but I’m up for a snack.” Doreen rooted around in her purse, pulled out her cell phone, and started tapping buttons. “Let me check what restaurants they have at this hotel.”
Cindy eyed the casino like a kid in a candy store. The woman was enthused about everything. “I want to try the slots here and see if they like me better than at Caesar’s.”
“I’m heading back to the hotel.” Meg was not waiting around for them while she was all hot and bothered. It would be torment that reached truly inhumane levels. She gave Finn a pointed glance and he offered her a knowing grin in response, which sent another ripple of longing through her. She had it bad.
All three women goggled at her. Cindy asked, “Seriously? You’re down and out already?”
“I’m not a
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