Dirty Vegas Nights (The Trifecta #2) - Logan Chance Page 0,53

I was hoping to keep them both, but hopefully the other job will have enough hours that I can quit here.”

“When are you off?”

Her eyebrow perks up again. I hold my breath ready for whatever insult she’s about to sling at me. I’m expecting the worst. It’s funny because as a Trifecta, I never get turned down. Kind of forget what it’s like.

She surprises me with a smile. “Actually, I got off thirty minutes ago. I was going to see if I could get some extra hours in, but I think I’m done.” She drops the bar towel in her hand and nods to the other bartender. “Just let me get my stuff.” Her voice is lower than when I first heard it making my dick jump in my pants. I’m stunned at the effects just her voice has on me. I fully intend to find out what other effects she’ll have on my body.

I down the rest of my drink leaving it on the worn bar top, waiting for her to come back out of the door she disappeared through.

The door opens, and she smiles which heats up every cell in my body. She pulls me out of the bar as if the hounds of hell are hot on her heels.

“In a hurry?” I smile.

She blinks back at me. “I just had a really bad night.”

My heart goes out to this woman, and the need to fix her night overcomes me. “Come here.”

She follows my cues, and steps right in front of me. “Are you going to make it all better?”

I bring my hand up to graze against her cheek. “Yes.”

Her eyes catch mine, and the soul of the moon reflects in her gorgeous greens. “Promise?”

I can’t breathe near her. “Fuck yeah, I will.” And then I lean in to kiss her. And then like magic, my whole body comes alive. It’s like there’s this new energy force growing inside me, making me aware of every little movement she makes.

She leans back. “Do you have a car?”

Yes, a car. A car is exactly what we need. That’s a much better idea. I was kind of thinking about carrying her all the way back to my house. Yes, caveman style. Maybe I drank too much, because I actually want to take her home right now.

Take my time with her.

Give her my full attention.

Make her scream my name.

For some reason, I feel like she needs someone to take care of her, but the need in her eyes overrides my sensibility. I take her hand and lead her to my Range Rover.

She climbs in the back seat as her hand extends out to me. It looks like round one will not be happening at my house. I glance around making sure nobody can see us and crawl in. We’re in a frenzy as soon as the door closes.

She’s ripping at my shirt as I push her shorts down her long legs. “Do you have a condom?”

“Fuck,” I’m so pissed and my heartbeat is wild. “Oh wait.” I claw at my wallet as if the condom Ben slipped in there earlier might evaporate. He thought he was being funny. Ha. Joke’s on you, Ben. I push away the thoughts of him and produce the condom.

She smiles, her green eyes widening. “Allow me.” She takes the packet from my hand, ripping the material.

I lean back, watching her as she undoes my jeans and pulls them down and I wiggle out of them. I bite my lower lip, holding back a groan as she rolls the condom over my thick length.

She smiles, kind of causing me to go a little dumbstruck at how pretty she is. Is it the moon cascading through the tinted windows giving her this soft glow? Or has she always been this pretty? Doesn’t matter, because what she does next is hands down the sexiest thing ever. She straddles my lap, sinking down over my cock. “You’re so big,” she whispers as she tries to take all of me.

My hand goes up her slender neck, gripping onto the soft strands of her short hair. “And you’re so fucking sexy,” I tell her. “I’ve wanted to slam my dick inside you since the moment I first laid eyes on you.”

“You’re definitely the hottest out of your brothers.” She laughs.

And I smile, happy to know she was checking me out earlier. “Yeah you wanted me since the first moment you saw me too, huh?”

She moves her body, grinding into me. “Maybe a little.”

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