Dirty Vegas Nights (The Trifecta Book 2)

by Logan Chance

  Her neck holds more treasures. My tongue snakes out finding the spots that make her cry out and shudder. Her legs clench around me holding us together. My hands slide up her legs pushing the light material of her shorts up. I don’t want to stop there, but I continue wanting this to be about her. My hands keep moving, finding the bottom of her tank top and burrow underneath.

  Her skin’s smooth under my calloused palms. She moans as I caress her breasts through her sports bra. My mouth finds hers again, kissing her hard. Our tongues find each other and dance along one another. I feel out of control as I push her sports bra and tank top up, revealing her naked skin.

  I want to see her fully naked to revel in her beauty, but a kid’s swing isn’t going to allow me what I want. My lips leave hers to sample her perky nipples. Emma leans back on the swing to give me better access. My hungry mouth feasts on her. She grinds into my chest as her legs wrap tighter around me.

  My tongue snakes down her body leaving a wet trail in the hot weather. I circle her belly button, my fingers sliding the material of her shorts over to the side. Emma leans back further, her arms fully extended as her legs drop away.

  She’s wet, it sparkles in the moonlight and takes my breath away. I kiss the inside of her thighs, alternating between the two as the muscles in her legs quiver. With the tip of my tongue, I reach the place both of us want. The taste of her hits me and I groan at the perfection of it. My hands cling to the chain, pulling her closer. Emma throws her legs over my shoulders causing her to rock back and forth.

  I push through her wetness, needing more of her. She whimpers as I lick her up and down and I coat my tongue with her. My hands slide down the chain as I continue giving her slow, soft licks. When I reach her hips, I glide around grasping her ass with one hand using the other to touch her. Emma inhales when I push a finger into her, sliding it in and out as I swing her back and forth gently creating a rhythm that has Emma panting.

  Her legs clench around my head, her groans, still quiet, are coming more often and with more intensity. I know she’s close. I add another finger and pump inside her as I start paying more attention to her swollen bundle of nerves.

  “Axel.” The hitch in Emma’s voice, the edginess layering it tells me what I already know.

  She’s so fucking close.

  I suck her clit into my mouth, moving my fingers inside of her as I push my tongue against her sexy clit as I unleash it on her like the starving man I am.

  Emma bites down on her hand as my fingers feel the full power of the orgasm I give her. Her whole body pulses. And I’m as hard as a rock.

  After her body relaxes, Emma leans back to stare at the darkened sky. I take my fingers from her and her eyes lock on mine as I stick them in my mouth to suck off her climax from my fingers. Emma’s mouth drops open, her body no longer lax from the orgasm.

  Emma stands and takes the hand I just licked clean as we go toward the sliding glass door. When we reach the door she looks over her shoulder, putting one finger over her lips. I nod, letting her know I understand. The corner of her lip perks up as I follow her into her room. I pull her against me until the only thing between us is the clothes we’re wearing. Emma latches onto my lips just as much as I do hers.

  Emma’s hands sneak under my shirt, her palms pressed against my stomach as they leisurely creep up, brushing my nipples as she does.

  “I want you,” Emma says, crashing her lips back to mine as if she doesn’t want to be separated from them.

  “Not as much as I want you,” I say as my tongue tangles with her.

  We haven’t slept together yet, I’ve been trying my hardest the past few weeks to be that nice guy. But not anymore.

  If I don’t get so deep in-fucking-side her I just might die. I seriously just might not live to see another hot fucking day here in Las Vegas.

  The moonlight pours in through her window, highlighting her in the most beautiful way. My body’s alive with desire. Passion pumps through my veins as I appreciate her. I want to touch her everywhere.

  She takes my breath away. “I’ve wanted you for a long time,” she whispers.

  “There’s no stopping me tonight. I have to be all the way inside you.”

  She nods, giving me her blessing. Emma presses her hand against my chest to separate us. My dick’s harder than it has ever been before, and I’m grateful I was able to give her an orgasm on the swing because I’m not going to be able to hold myself back when I get inside her.

  Emma smirks as if she can read my mind, which I’m positive she does when her fingers grasp the edge of her shirt and she brings it slowly up her body. I devour the sight of her naked skin against the backdrop of the moon. Her flat muscled stomach has silver stretch marks running on the sides. I drop to my knees in front of her, pulling her toward me with my hands on the back of her legs. I kiss the silver sliver before going to the next, worshipping her body and what she’s been through.

  Emma’s fingers thread through my hair, tugging on it to get my attention. I glance up and our eyes lock together.

  “I need you.” Her hands tug harder at my hair, bringing me to my feet. Emma pushes me toward her bed until I’m flat on my back, my feet still on the ground. With quick movements my pants are pooled on the floor with my heavy cock pointing straight up.

  Emma straddles me, her shorts still on to my dismay, but I don’t have time to think about the amount of clothing she’s wearing before her lips latch around my nipple sucking it deeply. My hips buck up from the sensation. Emma’s legs hold on tight, not budging her from her position. She sucks on it again, before giving the other nipple attention. My hands are glued to her ass as I resist the urge to flip us over and surge into her. I want to allow Emma to take this at her own pace, give her the power as to how this is going to happen, but the longer her tongue and mouth are on my body I don’t know how much longer I’ll have control.

  Emma zigzags her tongue inside her perfect mouth down my abs, her teeth scraping the muscles making it jump. Emma circles the tip of my dick with her tongue bringing me to the brink of losing control.

  “I’m not going to last long if you keep that up.”

  Emma glances up as she stretches her mouth over the head of my cock and takes it to the back of her throat. I swallow deeply as we watch each other, her mouth wrapped around me as she moves her head all the way up to the tip before bringing it back down. My fingers grasp the back of her head, holding her down as I feel her throat muscles contract.

  “Fuck, I need to be inside you. I promise you can suck my cock all you want, but right now I need to bury this thick cock in your tight little pussy.”

  Emma swallows before she takes her sweet ass time pulling her mouth from my dick.

  “I’ll take care of you.” She stands up on her bed, her feet on the sides of me standing over me like the goddess she is. Her thumbs hook into the elastic of her sleep shorts pushing them down so they land on my chest.

  With her over me, I have the sexiest view I’ve ever had. Emma’s tight pink pussy is glistening with moisture, my cock hardens even more knowing some of that shine is for me.

  “I want to taste you,” I say, putting pressure on the back of her knees, wanting her to ride my face until she comes again.

  “I thought you wanted to be inside me?” Emma’s words stop me in my tracks. She smiles at me as she kicks her shorts to the floor behind her, lowering herself on top of me.

  The head of my cock pulses as I feel her wetness cover it.

  “Condom?”

  “I’m on birth control, and I’m clean.”

  I grasp her hips, stopping her from the pleasure we both crave. “I’m clean too,” I tell her.

  “I trust you,” Emma says, sinking down.

  We both groan as she takes me all the way to the base. Fuck, she feels better than I ever could have imagined.

  My fingers tighten on her ass. “Ride me, baby.”

  Emma grinds against me, her pussy still pushed against my pelvis. She thr
ows her head back, her hair grazing my upper legs.

  My hands move up her abdomen, the muscles shake underneath my palms as I continue toward her tits. They’re so big they don’t fit in my hands but I do my best.

  Emma pushes off until the tip is the only thing inside of her. I’m frozen as I watch her legs let go, dropping down and coming back up.

  My hands go back to her hips as she grinds into me before moving up and down her pace speeding up, and breaking my control. I grip her hips so I can thrust before letting my ass hit the bed to spring back inside of her.

  Emma’s eyes widen as her hands splay against my chest. “Take me as roughly as you want.”

  As soon as Emma gives me permission, I flip her onto her back, not pulling out. Emma runs her hands up my chest before locking them around my neck. I come down on her, punishing her lips with mine with the need to mark her.

  She meets my thrusts with her own, the sound of our skin smacking together stops us both. We both listen to make sure we didn’t wake anyone. When we don’t hear any movement, I sit on my knees and move inside of her trying to be as quiet as possible.

  Emma pulls a pillow over her face as her body quakes from her own orgasm. Her release is too much. Her walls contract around me. I throw the pillow from her face and crash my mouth to hers as I try to stay quiet when all I want to do is growl out her name.

  I collapse on Emma, and her arms go limp as they fall to the mattress.

  “That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done,” I say, pulling her on top of me swiping her hair from her face.

  Emma peeks up to stare at me. “What was?”

  “Having to be quiet.”

  We both give a little laugh. Emma maneuvers so her back is pressed against my chest.

  “Maybe next time we can do it at your place, so we can be louder.” She wiggles her tight ass getting my dicks attention.

  My hand drifts to the curve of her hip to stroke her silken skin. She moves closer to me, plastering herself against me. “Too late.” Taking her leg, I lift it over my hip getting the perfect angle to thrust inside her wet heat again.

  As quietly as I can, I move away from Emma’s sleeping body. My cock protests as I lift the sheet over her shoulder, tucking her in.

  “Where are you going?” She blinks as she tries to wake up.

  “It’s early. I don’t think you want to explain to Felicity why I’m naked in your bed.”

  “I didn’t realize it was that early already.” She glances at her cell phone, and then places it back on the nightstand.

  I can see the doubt sneak up on her face. Her bottom lip clasped between her teeth as she stares at me waiting to see what happens next.

  Dressed, I sit on the side of the bed and kiss her nose. “Hey, stop worrying.”

  “I’m not.”

  “Yes, you are and you shouldn’t. Last night, and this morning were incredible. This wasn’t a mistake. And this wasn’t a one time thing. You know that right?”

  I hold my breath as I watch her fight in her head as she searches my face. She must come to the conclusion I’m sincere because she gives me a shy smile, causing my heart to hammer against my chest.

  “I know.” Her voice is breathy. I want to rip off my clothes so I can climb back in bed with her, but I want her to know this isn’t just about sex.

  “I don’t want to scare you, I’ll give you time, but you need to know I think of you as mine, Emma. I’ll see you tonight. We’re at the club late, and then we’re working on it after hours so don’t wait up.”

  “The extra key is under the flower pot.”

  I kiss her and groan a little when her tongue slips between my lips. I pull away smirking at the pout on her swollen lips. “If I don’t go now, you’re going to be explaining a lot of things to Felicity. See you tonight.”

  I rush out of her house and hop the fence into my backyard, going in through the garage door.

  Damien’s already working out when I come inside. “Just coming home?” he asks with a knowing smile.

  “Give me two minutes and I’ll join you.” I rush off to my room to change into workout clothes and scrub my teeth in the bathroom.

  “Where were you last night?” Damien asks when I return.

  I grin. “Where do you think?”

  His smile widens. “It’s about time.”

  “Yeah it is, but I need your help.”

  “Do you need your little brother to teach you about the birds and the bees?” Damien smirks as he continues working out.

  I shake my head. “No, someone’s bothering Emma.”

  Damien stops his squats so he can give me his full attention. The worry in my voice must’ve tipped him off about the seriousness of what I need from him. As we work out, I give him the short story of Harrison threatening Emma. I also tell Damien that Harrison is the reason for Felicity’s nightmares.

  Ben comes in as we’re talking. I clue him in on what’s been happening. By the time we’re done working out, the three of us have a plan which calms my nerves.

  After our workout we head to the club where Emma works, just to ensure she’s safe.

  16

  Emma

  Lacey and Sindy stand at the back entrance of the club when I pull up. They’re wringing their hands together, waiting for my decision. Guilt slams into me as I see the worry on their faces. I feel selfish telling them I can’t be a part of the Triplets anymore. Even though Axel’s words make me more determined that I can dance and keep Harrison at bay, the doubt creeps in just a bit when I see Sindy and Lacey waiting for me.

  Telling them I can’t be a part of the Triplets anymore may have made me safer, but it’s ruining all of our chances to get out of dancing.

  Maybe I should tell them about Harrison’s threats, but a part of me doesn’t want to bring anymore people I love into the situation.

  My heart stutters, love.

  I think of Axel and his concern for what’s happening to Felicity. The anger he had when I told him about Harrison, made my chest expand. But, do I love him? My body shivers in the Vegas heat thinking of his hands all over my body last night. How he wanted to leave before Fel woke up, but also ensured me we weren’t just a one-night thing. He told me he was mine with the intensity of a caveman, and I liked it.

  I really liked it.

  No, I’m not going to tell the girls about Harrison, but there’s something I can tell them that will make them forget about anything else.

  “Hi.” I push my duffel bag further on my shoulder.

  Sindy and Lacey search my face as if they can get a clue to my decision.

  “Did that sexy neighbor talk some sense into you?” Sindy asks. Lacey nudges her, but looks just as interested in my answer.

  “He did.”

  “Are you serious?” Lacey asks as Sindy grabs me around the waist and squeezes me tight.

  “I’m serious. I’m sorry for what I did to you guys. I had some doubts. To be honest they’re still there but I’m not going to leave you high and dry. We’re the Triplets.”

  “Hell yeah, we are.” Sindy unhooks her arms from me so we can all hug. “Come on, let’s get ready to make a shit ton of money tonight.”

  The three of us laugh as we walk backstage to get ready.

  Sindy wasn’t lying. The Triplets had a killer night tonight. The three of us couldn’t keep up with the money being thrown at us, and on top of that we had four VIP requests.

  Cha-Ching.

  But now, I’m exhausted and want nothing more than to crawl into bed with Axel. My mood depresses a bit when I think about how I won’t be seeing him tonight because he’s working on renovations at Big Willie’s.

  “Did you notice the extra security tonight?” Lacey asks as we pull on our sweatpants and tank tops.

  “I did.” I answer.

  Sindy nods her head in agreement as she changes into a tiny dress. “Where are you going?”

  Sindy blushes as she bends over to fix her make-up. “I have an early breakfast
date.”

  “What?” Lacey asks, coming over to get the details.

  I plop down on the couch, my feet tired from the shift.

  Sindy tells us about the guy she’s going out with. She met him at the gym and they were going to go out tonight. My eyes are heavy as Sindy gushes about her date. I worry about her but keep my opinion to myself, Sindy has always been the dreamer of the group, and I worry she’s going to get hurt.

  “Are you asleep?” Lacey asks as my eyelids snap open.

  “No.”

  “Go home, Emma. You look exhausted.” I kiss the girls on their cheeks, telling Sindy to have a good time.

  I get up to walk outside, right in time to be flanked by the security guard Markus, and Donna the owner of the club.

  “What’s going on?” I ask Donna as Markus scans the parking lot before letting us continue out the door.

  “I had a little visit from your boyfriend and his brothers today.”

  “What?” I thought I would feel anger at hearing Axel and his brothers interfered in my work, but instead I’m afraid. I’m not sure how much they revealed to Donna, but she definitely knows I’m being threatened.

  “They’re worried about you, and they should be. Harrison’s not a man to be taken lightly.”

  My heart drops into my stomach. Nobody knows Felicity’s father is Harrison. Axel was the first person I told my secret to, and he is taking it upon himself to not only tell his brothers but my boss as well.

  I’m angry and hurt that he would air all my dirty laundry to my boss.

  I rush off to my car. Donna reaches out to stop me. She motions for Markus to give us some space. He steps away from ear shot, but stays close enough that if there’s trouble he’d be able to reach us.

  “He didn’t tell me about Harrison. I guessed Felicity was his a long time ago. Hell, that little girl has his nose and his chin.”