My Fake Vegas Boyfriend by Lori Sizemore

Author:Lori Sizemore [Sizemore, Lori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: After Glows Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

10

Layla looked away. She wanted desperately to tell him, but she was such a wreck. How much more would it take before he just couldn’t stand to look at her?

From his chair, he reached for her, and she went, willingly. If he wanted to offer her comfort, her frayed nerves needed this. He pulled her down until she settled on his lap. When she continued to stare at the concrete floor, he ran a hand over her cheek and into her hair.

With a gentle tug on her ponytail, he spoke her name. She lifted her face to his and saw something there. She couldn’t know what he felt, but a small spark of hope flared in her. He didn’t look horrified, or disgusted, or any of the awful things she’d seen from those closest to her all her life.

His eyes shined, and he whispered her name again. “You’re a tough chick. No matter what happens, and I can tell you’ve seen harsh times, you never break.”

“You really think that?”

His lips nipped her own so quickly she leaned forward, chasing after another kiss.

“I really do. I also think you’re smart, talented, and...”

“What? And what?” She let her arm slip around his neck. God, how was it no one had ever made her feel the way he did? She could almost imagine what real happiness might be like.

“And...you look delicious.”

She laughed softly, tilting her head back. “What does that even mean?”

“Hard to say. How about I show you?” His hand tightened a little in her hair, just enough to send darts of pleasure down her spine to pulse into life between her legs. She squirmed in anticipation and to make him feel it, too.

His lips brushed hers again, but there was nothing playful about this kiss. This kiss brimmed with the promise of more. More pleasure, more danger, and more of this huge emotion hanging over her like a wave, waiting to break.

Oh, but she couldn’t think about that now, not when he began that seductive dance with his mouth. All lips, tongue, and teeth, until she gasped at the need blossoming inside of her.

When his mouth slid over her jaw and down to her neck, she moaned his name. He moved his hand up under her shirt but stopped, his palm flat against her stomach. He kissed her, licked her, and scraped every inch of exposed skin with his teeth for so long she had no idea if it had been minutes or hours. What started as a pinprick of tingling desire grew until it uncoiled inside of her.

“Mmm.” The sound vibrated against her throat. “More?” His voice sounded husky, and her skin pebbled up at the idea that wanting her had caused that.

“Yes,” she answered. Please, yes.

Shifting her on his lap, he pulled her sweater up over her head and tossed it aside in a moment’s work. His own need pressed into her hip and pulled her out of the moment.

“Wait.” Ragged breath burned her lungs while she tried to clear her head.

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