The Vegas Strip : From Valentine's to Vegas by Britt Jones

Author:Britt Jones [Jones, Britt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-21T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

Diego

After stopping to pick up the food I special ordered, I take her to my apartment. She’s amped up. Excited about what I’ve found on John and probably Paol. But I can tell something else is going on. I’ve seen her checking her personal phone, the one she keeps hidden, a couple times.

After dinner she goes to the room she used before to check in with her handler while I fill the jetted tub in my room. It’s more than big enough to accommodate my size, with the perfect amount of room for her to lay on top of me. The view of the city below is the star attraction, right after her. I sprinkle rose petals on the water and set the champagne bucket and glasses on the tub tray. Beside them I put a bowl of designer chocolates and half-dipped strawberries.

She’ll be the first woman to join me here. The first woman I’ve ever brought to my home. The only woman I’ve ever wanted to stay.

There’s a file waiting on my phone. One I don’t want to open. Standard protocol for my old CO is checking out everyone. The file I’ve avoided is labeled Raven’s family. I sense there’s something going on with her that she’s not sharing. I know how hard it is to trust. But I want her to share with me, trust me.

After lighting candles surrounding the tub, I go to find my heart’s desire.

She looks up from pouring water to see if I want some.

I shake my head and wait for her to finish. I take her hand. “I want to show you something.” I lead her through my bedroom to my master bath.

Her soft gasp pleases me. She runs her finger tips through the bubbling water as she makes her way to the window. “I thought the other view was good. This is amazing.”

I run my palm over her sports shorts, cupping her butt. “It’s damn fine.”

She turns in my arms. Slipping her hand beneath my T-shirt she slides her palms up over my ribs to my shoulders taking the fabric with. “I think we’re both over dressed for that tub.”

Grabbing the neck of my shirt, I pull it off and toss it aside. She raises her arms over her head and I slip my fingers under the lower edge of her sports bra to lift it up and off. She reaches for my belt buckle, then unzips my pants and pushes them down, along with my briefs to bunch at my bare feet.

Kicking the pants aside, I drop to my knees and roll her shorts down, appreciating she’s commando underneath. Rubbing my bearded cheek over her belly I inhale the sweet scent of her arousal. The obvious evidence she wants me as much as I want her is a boon after waiting two years to find her again. Taking one quick lick of her cream, I push to my feet and turn her once more to the view in the floor to ceiling window.

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