Sinful Ever After (Sinful Serenade Book 5) - Crystal Kaswell Page 0,38
he touches me makes me feel whole, accepted.
Like I'm normal.
Like I'm hot as hell.
His fingers brush my sex.
I let out a low groan. Again, I rub my ass against his hard cock.
His touch gets harder. Harder. Then he's rubbing me exactly where I need it.
Pleasure wells up inside me. The man has amazing hands. I bite my lip. I grind against him.
For a few minutes, the only sound in the room is our breaths and our groans. Everything fades away until my world is bliss. The only thing I can feel is the pleasure building in my core.
My sex clenches.
Almost.
He presses his lips against my neck. Then he's sucking on my skin. His breath is hot and heavy.
He's so fucking hard.
A few more brushes of his hand, and I'm at the edge. Then I'm there. All the tension inside me unfurls as I come.
Pleasure spreads out to my fingers and toes. He plants kisses along my shoulders and up my neck.
His lips hover over my ear. "Now, you can get ready."
I shake my head. "Hold me first."
He slides his arm around my waist and pulls me closer.
Right now, the world is perfect.
Pretty soon, it's going to be overwhelming as all hell.
But right now, it's perfect.
Chapter Eighteen
Drew
After Kara and Meg go off to pick up dresses, Miles puts me in charge of making sure Tom and Pete show up in appropriate attire.
It shouldn't be a difficult task, but Tom likes to torture me. He spends twenty minutes trying to take charge of Meg and Miles's wedding before he admits he's already packed his plain black suit. He and Willow will be here by tomorrow.
Thankfully, Pete is easier to manage. I text him to bring a black suit. He texts back a sure.
I pick up a test at the hotel's gift shop. Figures they have pregnancy tests in the gift shop of a Las Vegas casino.
I text Kara.
Drew: How's the gown search?
Kara: Fruitful. I think she's found one. How was everything with Miles?
Drew: He's worried about me.
Kara: You were looking at me like you were going to hit anyone who got within fifteen feet.
Drew: That different than normal?
Kara: Normally, it's five feet.
No sense in playing coy here. Not like I can pull off coy.
Drew: I picked up a test.
Kara: Oh.
Drew: What the fuck does "oh" mean?
Kara: I want to spend the night with you without thinking about the future. If it's killing you, I'll take the test. I don't want to. I want a break. But I will. Tell me it's not killing you.
Drew: Not yet.
Kara: Good. I need a break.
I need to lighten her mood.
Drew: That means I can't allow you to ride the roller coaster on the Stratosphere.
Kara: Somehow, I'll live.
Drew: Or the one at the New York, New York.
Kara: What about skydiving?
Drew: Out of the question.
Kara: Gambling?
Drew: With all that secondhand smoke? No way.
Kara: But I'm feeling lucky. Want to put it all on red.
Drew: I can find a way to keep you entertained all night without leaving the hotel room.
Kara: Deal :)
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I meet Kara in the lobby. She's wearing a face full of makeup, and her hair is pulled into an elegant updo. It leaves her neck completely bare.
"Wedding makeup takes forever." She wraps her arms around me and mumbles into my chest. "This is all going to come off on your shirt."
"Might have to take my shirt off."
"Oh no." Her voice is light as she teases. "That would be awful. What if it got on your pants?"
"Not gonna object to you putting your head in my lap, Kendrick."
"Right here?"
"We'll get arrested." I press my palm into her lower back and lead her to the elevator. There's already a carriage here. We step inside. "I have a surprise for you. Close your eyes."
She looks at me like I'm crazy.
"You trust me?"
"Of course."
"Then close your eyes. I'll lead you."
She pushes her lips to one side. Her eyes pass over me slowly. She looks at me like she's going to consume me.
My cock stirs. I fucking love that look. I've had a lot of attention in my life—too much the last few years. Kara undressing me with her eyes blows everything else out of the water.
I need to get her out of that tight wrap dress.
The thing falls off her curves like it was made for them.
Her lips fall apart. She sighs lightly as she nods. "Okay." She presses her eyelids together. "We'll also get arrested for having sex in the elevator, won't we?"