Vegas, Baby: Volume 3

by Fiona Davenport

  “He didn’t understand you at all.” His hand stroked up and down my spine. “If he had, he would’ve known you have too much integrity to do something like that, no matter what the situation.”

  My head jerked up, and I searched for any sign of deception in his gorgeous face. All I found was utter sincerity, though. “How could you possibly know that? We never even really spoke to each other until you pulled your kidnapping stunt during your show yesterday.”

  “Sweetheart.” He quirked a brow as though that one word was an actual answer, but I needed more.

  “No, really. How did you know?”

  His lips curved up in a smug grin. “While you’ve been trying to avoid me, I’ve spent the past month watching and learning about you.”

  “I should probably be worried that you just admitted to basically stalking me and followed it up by kidnapping me.” I laughed softly and shook my head, feeling flattered instead.

  “You don’t ever have to worry about me hurting you.” Julian ran his fingers through my hair, twirling a lock around his index finger and tugging on it gently. “So finish telling me the story.”

  I refused to think about what his promise meant until I got through the rest of what had happened before I came to Vegas and took my job at the Lennox. “Stuff blew up in the client’s face when the woman he was sleeping with while he was hitting on me turned up pregnant. She got an abortion, but she wanted to go public about the whole mess—probably because she was an aspiring actress and figured having her name linked with his, even negatively, would give her career a push. She was probably right about that, but my job wasn’t to worry about her. It was to protect the client’s image, no matter what.”

  “And you took your job seriously, didn’t you?” he asked with an understanding gleam in his eyes.

  “Yup.” I swallowed down the knot in my throat and forced the words out. “The whole situation sucked, but I was the one who came up with the plan that made the client come out looking squeaky clean. His bodyguard agreed to claim paternity if the story ever came out, the wife befriended his ex-mistress—at least in the public eye—and the girl ended up landing the role of a lifetime that catapulted her career a good five to ten years ahead of where it should’ve been. Everyone was thrilled with the outcome...except me. I felt like I’d betrayed everything I believed in, so I pushed for a letter of recommendation to help me land the job here and quit.”

  “I can understand why you’d be leery of falling for someone in the limelight,” he conceded, lifting my hand to press his against his chest, directly over his heart. “But there’s something you need to know about me, Anna. I’ll never cheat on you. My parents have been married for more than thirty years, and my dad never hid from me that my mom is the most important person in his world. I grew up seeing their love for each other every single day, and I promised myself that I would have the same kind of relationship with my wife when I found her.” His thumb stroked over my ring finger, making my heart beat wildly in my chest. “I love magic, but I don’t care about being a celebrity. I took the job at the Lennox so it would be easier to settle down when I found what I was looking for, and I’ve never been happier about my decision than when I spotted you on your first day here...even though you made me hunt you down.”

  Whoa. He couldn’t possibly mean what I thought he was saying...could he?

  7

  Julian

  Anna looked stunned at my declaration. “I don’t understand,” she mumbled with a shake of her head.

  I chuckled and gave her a quick kiss. “I guess I wasn’t clear enough. You’re everything I’ve been waiting for all my life, sweetheart. I’m not going to let you go. I’m going to marry you, have babies with you, and spend the rest of my life with you.” Her jaw dropped, and she blinked owlishly, looking overwhelmed. “How about we start simple? The first step toward our future is me making love to you.” I sealed my mouth over hers before she could respond.

  Anna emitted a tiny moan and twisted her torso so she melted into me. Her hands went to my shoulders, and knowing this meant her shirt would be hanging open again, I slid mine from her face, down to cup her big, heavy tits. As much as I was enjoying devouring her mouth, I was dying to get my lips around her nipples.

  I used one hand to unhook her bra at her back and the other to pull the cups down. I held the round globes in my palms and tore my mouth from hers to drop my eyes to her heaving chest. Damn, they were magnificent. I lifted one and bent my head to suck a hard tip into my mouth. I groaned, and my cock jumped beneath her ass. Anna shuddered and wiggled her hips, unintentionally grinding against my large, stiff shaft. Without taking my lips away from her nipple, I relaxed back into the couch and lifted Anna, turning her and settling her on my lap with her legs straddling me.

  The new position nestled my cock against her pussy, and I released her nipple with a pop to hiss, “Fuck!” I held her hips in a tight grip and bucked up. “You’re so hot,” I muttered, meaning it literally and figuratively. She was trembling with desire, her nails digging into my shoulders. “I bet you’re tight as fuck,” I groaned, thinking about sinking deep inside her.

  An odd look crossed her face, and her cheeks bloomed with pink spots. I cocked my head to the side and studied her as I removed her hands from my shoulders. Slowly, I pushed her blouse off and my thumbs brushed her nipples when I shed her bra next.

  She was panting, her eyes glued to my hands, watching me touch her. The wonder in her gaze reminded me of her innocence, and I wanted to howl in possessive satisfaction; to warn every male around that this woman was mine and mine alone. “Sweetheart,” I whispered against her lips, “there is nothing you could tell me that would make me want you any less. But I’m not going to lie, knowing I’m the only man who will ever know you like this is arousing as hell.”

  Her pretty lips curved up, and I saw relief enter her eyes a second before I took her mouth in another deep, passionate kiss. As our tongues explored each other’s, her hands came to the top of my shirt and began to work at undoing the buttons. After a minute of fumbling, I pulled back and grinned at her. “It seems only fair that my shirt be ruined too.” I winked at her as I grabbed the sides she’d managed to open and yanked, ripping it apart.

  Anna returned my smile as she shoved the fabric from my shoulders, and I shrugged it off completely. Her expression turned hot as her eyes swept down, taking in my naked chest and arms. I tried not to puff up with pride, but I was never happier that I kept myself in great shape. She traced the grooves of my abs with her nails, and a violent shudder shook me from head to toe.

  Suddenly, I grabbed her ass and held her to me as I surged to my feet. If I didn’t get to the bed right that minute, I was going to take her on the couch. That was not what I wanted for our first time. I placed soft kisses along her throat as I stalked to the bedroom. Once I reached the bed, I carefully lowered her onto the mattress. My eyes never left her as I toed off my shoes before moving in close and leaning over her.

  I left hot, wet kisses all over her neck and throat as I removed the rest of her clothes. Her hands had woven into my hair, but when she was naked, she pushed against my chest. Surprised, I stumbled back, but she caught me with her fingers in my belt loops, yanking me back to her and making me laugh.

  She unbuckled my belt, then undid the button of my pants. As she slid the zipper down, my cock struggled to get out, and her eyes widened as she realized how much my pants had disguised my size. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of my pants and boxers, then dragged them down, causing my dick to spring free. Her eyes went wide, and she swallowed a couple of times before raising her eyes to meet mine. “You’re really big.” She was stating the obvious, so I just nodded. “I don’t think you’re going to fit,” she rasped before biting her bottom lip and looking back down at my cock. The skin was stretched tight, and the head was angry and purple, glistening with precome.

  “Trust me, sweetheart,” I purred as I stepped out of my pants. “You were made fo
r me.” I pulled off my socks, then positioned her in the middle of the bed before climbing on and covering her body with mine. “Do you trust me?”

  “Yes,” Anna whispered. I could see the truth in her beautiful green eyes, and once again, it made me want to roar with satisfaction. I’d never realized there was a caveman living dormant in me. I kissed her as a way to show her how grateful I was for her surrender.

  After loving on her mouth for a few more minutes, I moved to her breasts. When she was writhing with need, I continued my journey until I was resting on my stomach between her legs, and her pussy was bathing my face in her radiant heat. “You smell so good,” I groaned after taking a deep inhale, then I licked my lips. “Do you taste as sweet as you smell, sweetheart?” The question was rhetorical, so I didn’t wait for an answer before dragging my tongue up her slit. “Fuck,” I rasped as my cock pulsed, and my hips involuntarily ground into the mattress. “I didn’t think it was possible, but you taste even more amazing.”

  Anna’s pelvis lifted just slightly, but it was enough to have me looking up at her with a grin. “Did you like that, sweetheart?” Her face was covered in a blush, but she took a quick breath and gave me a confident smile, then a sharp nod. When her hips tipped again, I was proud of her for being bold and rewarded her with another long, deep lick.

  “Julian,” she moaned, her muscles tensing. Hearing my name from her lips like that was my undoing. I needed my mouth on her.

  I rested my elbows on her pelvis to hold her still, then used my thumbs to part her pussy lips. “Anna,” I hummed worshipfully. “Look at this pink, wet pussy. So damn pretty. It’s sexy as fuck to know this is all for me, drenched because of me.” Her clit was hard and begging for my tongue, but I wasn’t ready to give it my attention. I wanted to drive her wild with need first.

  I ate her with determination, tasting her from bottom to top, inside her gushing hole, and all around her clit. “Julian, please,” she begged after a while. “Please.”

  She was ready for me to push her over the edge, and since I couldn’t stop dry humping the bed, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer either. “Anything you want, sweetheart,” I cooed. “It’s yours.” Then I inserted a finger inside her while I wrapped my lips around her sensitive nub. She was incredibly tight and if I didn’t stretch her some, I wouldn’t be able to get my fat cock in her. With a few nibbles and hard sucks on her clit, as well as my finger working her inner spot, she was flying off the handle with my name ripping from her lips.

  It took every ounce of my strength to keep from coming at that moment. Instead, I focused on getting her ready for me. Her muscles were a little more relaxed from coming, so I added a second finger, scissoring them to stretch her and prolong her orgasm. Eventually, I was able to work in a third finger, and I grunted in satisfaction. She was as ready as I could make her.

  I crawled up her body, leaving another trail of kisses along the way until I was blanketing her from head to toe. She stared up into my face with wonder, and I had to kiss her. She responded immediately, eagerly, and the threads holding onto my control began snapping. I lowered down until my groin was resting on hers, my cock pillowed between her folds. I rocked, and she gasped, her hands flying to my biceps. I did it a few more times, and her eyebrows shot up as she met my eyes with passion and surprise swirling in her green depths.

  “Again?” she queried in a breathless voice.

  I wasn’t able to stifle my chuckle, but she didn’t seem perturbed by my amusement, especially after I gave her a quick, hard kiss. “And again and again,” I answered her. She clearly didn’t know much about sex, and I loved that she was so innocent.

  She beamed at me and tried to buck her hips, but they couldn’t move much with me pressing her into the mattress. My cock was desperately trying to find its way inside her, no matter how many times I told him to be patient. A pout formed on her face when she realized I wasn’t budging, and I dropped my forehead to rest in the valley between her tits. My shoulders shook as I laughed, and if I hadn’t already known that I loved Anna, it would have been abundantly clear at that moment. She was adorable, and knowing I could laugh with her, even during sex, just confirmed to me that we were perfect for each other.

  “Julian,” Anna huffed, smacking one of my arms. “Stop laughing at me.”

  I raised my head and gave her a tender smile. “I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing because you are so fucking cute.” Her nose wrinkled at the term “cute,” and I suppressed another snicker. “And the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.” I kissed her nose and winked. “It’s a lethal combination.”

  “Really?” she asked with a crooked smile.

  I rocked into her a little harder and let her see the magnitude of my hunger for her in my eyes and expression. “What do you think, sweetheart? Does this feel like I don’t want you?”

  She shook her head, and a smug smile stretched across her face when it clicked. Finally, she seemed to realize the power she held over me. Hopefully soon, she would be ready to hear me tell her how much I loved her. But I had more pressing matters to handle first.

  I knew she would have an easier time taking me if she was mid-orgasm, so I went back to work on her body. With my lips and hands, I touched and kissed everywhere I could reach without moving my cock away from her pussy. She went wild, and her legs locked around my waist, practically gluing our centers together. I rubbed my dick against her drenched pussy until she was once again falling into the abyss. Then I loosened her legs enough that I could shift so that the tip of my cock slipped inside her heat.

  I groaned and punched my fists into the bed on either side of her head, desperately trying to stop myself from exploding right then. I took several deep breaths and when I felt like I had a modicum of control, I began to push in deeper. She was coating my cock in her juices, making it a little easier for me to work my way into her tight, virgin pussy. “Damn, Anna. You’re killing me. I don’t know how I’m going to last long enough to bury myself in you completely.” She whimpered, and I gave her more until I hit the thin barrier between me and heaven. Her orgasmic high was beginning to fade, so I glided a hand over her collarbone, down to pinch each nipple, before traveling all the way to her sex. I used my middle finger to stimulate her bud, driving her up again. Then I kissed her with every ounce of my need and punched my hips forward, tearing through her virginity.

  Anna gasped and tensed for just a second before all the sensations overwhelmed her and she came again. The grip of her thighs on my waist suddenly tightened like a vise, taking my breath away. It happened with such speed and force that I lost my head for a moment, and the momentum caused me to drive in until I was buried to the hilt. “Fuck!” I shouted.

  I froze and looked down at Anna, afraid that I’d hurt her. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. Are you alright?” If she said no, I was determined to pull out and stop...I wasn’t sure how, but I would do it.

  “Yes,” she breathed, making me blow out a relieved breath. “I feel full. It…” she trailed off and glanced at my chest, before lifting her eyes and giving me a shy curve of her lips. “It feels amazing.”

  I smiled and nodded. “Amazing doesn’t begin to describe it.”

  Her tits quivered as her breathing picked up, and her green eyes darkened with desire. “I think I want you to move. Will you move?”

  “Fuck, yes,” I grunted. Experimentally, I pulled back just an inch, then thrust back in. Anna dropped her head back and moaned, giving me what I was looking for.

  I began to thrust in and out in a steady rhythm, retreating until only the tip remained before driving back in until you couldn’t see where she ended and I began. Anna’s whimpers turned to cries, and each one sent shocks of pleasure straight to my cock.

  “Anna,” I grunted as sweat dripped from my forehead. “I’m never going to get enough of you. I could live inside your snug pussy. Fuck, yeah. Squeeze me, sweetheart. Yes!”

  Anna’s hands delved into my hair, and she yanked at the strands
as she met me thrust for thrust. “Oh, Julian! Yes! Oh, oh, oh, more!”

  “I’ll give you more, sweetheart,” I rasped through a clenched jaw. “Anything you want.” I rose onto my knees, pushed her legs to her chest, and leaned over them. The change in angle had me so deep I bumped her cervix. Giving myself over to instinct, I lost all rhythm and wildly slammed into her, clenching my ass and bucking my hips hard with each thrust. Anna’s muscles clamped around me, and I nearly passed out from the utter ecstasy barreling through me. “I need you to come, sweetheart.” I gripped her ass to raise her pussy up so I would hit her clit with every thrust. I spread her cheeks and used a finger to play around her puckered ring before slipping just the tip inside.

  Anna screamed so loud I hoped the suites next to us were empty so no one heard my woman as she came. Her orgasm ripped through her, causing her to convulse. With each shudder, her pussy gripped me like a vise, milking my orgasm until I was following her into bliss.

  “Fuck! Anna! Fuck, yes!”

  Come poured from my cock, filling her until it was dripping down her thighs and ass. I pounded into her until the racing of my heart began to slow and her shakes started to subside. Finally, my dick seemed to be empty, and I collapsed on top of her. To keep from crushing her with my weight, I rolled to my back, taking her with me so we remained connected. She relaxed on top of me, her head on my chest, and her legs lying limp on either side of me. Her heart was still racing, and I used my fingertips to draw patterns on her back until she calmed down and her breathing turned even.

  I kissed the top of her head and wrapped my arms around her. “Perfect,” I mumbled before I succumbed to sleep.

  8

  Anna

  Waking up with Julian’s arms wrapped around me was better than I imagined—and I’d done plenty of imagining during the month I’d tried my best to avoid him. One of his hands was splayed across my stomach, and the other cupped one of my breasts. The center of his palm rested directly over my nipple, and the pebbled tip pressed into his faintly callused skin, basically begging to be caressed even in my sleep.