Page 76 of A Vegas Crush Collection #2

“No, Ty. I don’t. I know I’m young, but I’ve been exposed to a great example of marriage from my parents.

My dad can be a tyrant, and he can be an ass to my mother with his words at times.

She calls him on it, of course. But seeing how they trust each other, how they treat each other…

reverently. She feels safe with him, despite his temper, despite his overbearing nature.

And, I feel the same with you, but without the overbearing nature of course. ”

“Wow. Okay.” I don’t know how to respond to that because the mention of marriage threw me right off.

I have seen that same devotion in Georg’s expression when he looks at his wife, though.

And Viktor when he looks at Scarlett. Adoration.

Big word to get out when you’re drunk. And as I look into Zoya’s beautiful eyes, all I can feel is want.

“You want to go get a fancy hotel room and finish this conversation in private?” I ask after another moment of soaking her in.

She nods, biting her lip.

Thirty minutes later, we’re inside a luxury suite at the Bellagio. I asked for a fountain view, so we could see the lights dance and change outside the window.

We stare out the window for a long time until I get the courage to say it back to her. “I—I love you, too.” I’ve never said those three words to anyone, and although I wish I felt brave, I don’t.

You’re lucky you have me as your ma, son. No one else would have ya. I’ve heard those words for years, so am I actually capable of love?

Still, we don’t look at each other, though I feel Zoya clasp her hand in mine. Something about touching her sends electrical currents through my whole body. I feel alive when I’m touching her.

When I pull her body against mine, there is little restraint to be had. I’m still half-crocked and this is probably an awful idea, but I want her so badly.

And she loves me.

She loves me.

She loves me.

I’m a goddamn sap bastard but it’s all I keep hearing in my head, over and over again, as my lips meet hers.

Her mouth parts on a heavy sigh as my tongue pushes in deep and claims her mouth.

She loves me and she’s mine. One hand still holding hers, one on her neck I kiss the fuck out of her as her other hand finds my ass, boldly pushing my hips toward hers.

With a growl, I pick her up, her legs wrapping around me as I push her against the floor-to-ceiling window.

I kiss at her mouth, her jawline, her ears, her neck.

She sighs and moans and has her hands all over me, stroking over my cock and grinding against me until I feel like we might break the window with the force of whatever this is between us. Wild, unchained desire.

Still attached, I walk us over to the massive California king bed, where we fall into a giggling heap. Not romantic at all, but neither of us cares as we shed our clothing, tossing shoes and socks and shirts and underwear until there is nothing between us.

She pokes a finger at my glasses. “These are so, so sexy. Leave them on?”

I can’t help but grin. “Nerdy.”

“I love you nerdy.”

“A nerdy fuckin’ smokeshow, that’s what you are,” I say before kissing the tip of her adorable nose. “But now, I wanna lick your pussy until I feel you coming all over my face, okay?”

“Okay,” she whispers, looking like a fucking feast laid out on this bed at the Bellagio waiting for me to do what I’ve promised.

Kissing my way down her body, I stop for an appetizer of two ripe, perfect tits, topped with hard, tightened nipples that I can’t leave alone.

I suck them into my mouth, releasing each one with a loud pop that makes Zoya arch and gasp each time I do it.

I kiss her flat belly and tongue the ring piercing her bellybutton.

I bite at her hipbones, and she moans in a way that makes my cock harder, if that’s even possible.

Zoya looks down at me as I lick her from back to front, my tongue finding its way to her clit.

Her head falls back on the bed as her mouth opens, a sigh escaping.

It’s all the encouragement I need as I suck that small bud onto my tongue, vibrating against it as my fingers find her wet, slippery pussy and bury two of my fingers inside her.

She’s so responsive, her cunt tightening around my fingers as I work her into a frenzy.

Hips rise off the bed, fingertips clutch desperately at the bedding, small desperate noises fall from her lips.

I love it. Every movement, every noise. I love it all and I don’t stop until she stops breathing, back arching, eyes closed as she rides a wave of orgasm that seems to last into eternity.

When it finally stops, she says, “Your turn.”

“My turn for what?” I ask, crawling up beside her, kissing her cheek.

She pushes me to my back and climbs on top, splitting those long legs of hers over me as she repeats everything I just did. Sucking on my nipples, kissing my belly. She bites my hipbones and I laugh out loud.

But no one is laughing when she opens her mouth and takes a taste of my cock. I watch every second, the way she licks and sucks, her tongue sweeping across the head, down the shaft. When she takes me in, all the way down, and deep-throats me, I nearly come right then and there.

“Where did you learn such naughty things?” My voice is a desperate, needy rasp, and pointless because she doesn’t answer. She just keeps doing it until I know I’m gonna come in her mouth. I can’t stop myself and she won’t stop sucking my cock, so it’s gonna happen.

I think words or something spill out of my mouth when I start to come, holding her head in my hands as she takes me down, her beautiful eyes staring into mine.

The intense eroticism in the moment between us is something I know I’ve never experienced with anyone else before this night with her. And one I can never forget.

When I can finally pull my cock out of her mouth, she swallows again and then licks her lips slowly, the wicked smile on her beautiful face teasing me mercilessly without ever uttering a single word.

I’m in shock.

This beautiful virgin, just deep-throated me, swallowed my cum, and then fucking smiled at me while she was licking her lips. What the fuck? How can she even be real?

And, she told me she loves me, too.

When I’m finally able to bring my brain back online, I pull her up on top of me again, our bodies aligned as I touch the smooth skin of her back, her ass, the backs of her thighs. We kiss some more, tasting ourselves on each other’s tongues. It’s maybe the sexiest thing I’ve ever done.

“I’ve never felt this before. Any of this with anyone else before you,” I admit against her mouth. “I don’t want you to change anything. I don’t want to change you. I just wanna be with you...and love you. That’s all I want, Zoya."

She answers by slipping on top of me, taking my cock deep inside her…where she’s warm and wet and pulsing with desire.

Showing me how much she loves me too.