Page 53 of Unforgettable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #3)

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Aurei

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Las Vegas, NV

May 1

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Bart's jet touches down on the runway at McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas, and I watch Siri drumming her fingers on the armrest. I chuckle as I lean over and unbuckle her seatbelt. "Wild Thang, you look like you want to bolt to run free."

Siri looks up into my eyes, and I see the truth in her smile. She does.

"I can't wait! It's been fucking forever!" She looks out the window.

Her hair is curly today. Natural. Full. I like it this way.

She owns her wildness like no one I've ever known.

I reach up and push it off her shoulder.

She tilts her head and exposes her jugular to me.

Mmmm. She knows me so well. I lay my lips on it and feel the throbbing of her life from her adrenaline rush.

Puckering, I suck lightly. I feel her smile, and her happiness gives me one too, then I bury my nose in her hair and inhale.

She smells so delicious. It's some Victoria's Secret scent.

I think she called it Pure Seduction, but it's pure Siri.

The jet rolls to a stop, and she shifts in her seat.

I lean back as she slides to the edge and bats those beautiful crystal green eyes at me.

I rest my hand on her leg, thankful I'm in the aisle seat, and she is trapped behind me.

Otherwise, she might bolt for the door. "We agreed to wait until everyone has been handed off to the tour guide. " I remind her.

"I know." She twinkles at me, then she drags her teeth across her bottom lip, making me smile.

She doesn't know she does that. It's so fucking sexy too.

My mind sees her lying on the bed. Tits dangling.

Feet in the air crossed at the ankles. Watching me while I push my pants down and step out of them.

My cock standing at attention, wanting her lips curled around it.

Then watching her bite her lip and drag her teeth like that because she is impatient for me to thrust my cock down her throat.

Fuck! I cut my eyes away from her, trying to break the spell.

My cock is hard as hell now. I sigh. When I look back at her, she is smirking at me. "But it's hard."

I smirk too at her innuendo. "You are such a naughty tease."

"What?" She grins, feigning innocence. Then the airplane door opens, and a young man dressed in a tuxedo boards the plane, followed by two girls in string bikinis and flamingo feathers.

Only in Vegas. The tour guide we hired to entertain, aka babysit, the Alabama crew who flew with us for Steve and Gaby's bachelor party, raises his hands in the air, and silence falls, except for a couple of bonafide "Yeehaws. "

I hear Siri. "Pssst. Red!"

The tall redhead cuts her eyes at me, gives me a quick once over then spots Siri wedged behind me. She breaks into a huge ear-splitting grin and breaks protocol to wave.

"You look fantastic!" Siri whispers loud enough she can hear her, but not loud enough to distract anyone as the tour guide introduces himself as Rod and tells everyone their luggage will be delivered to Caesars Palace.

"You look so happy! Welcome home." Red whispers back while Rod begins his lecture on staying safe in Sin City.

"We're throwing you a massive welcome home party.

" She winks at her, "but don't tell them I told you.

It's supposed to be a surprise." She cuts her eyes at the other dancer.

"Layla! Don't you dare tell, I told either. "

Layla smiles, shakes her head, and mouths. "Secrets. Everyone has secrets."

Siri giggles and says. "Some of us are better at hiding them."

The girls laugh together, and Rod tells the crew. "We will be waiting for you in the terminal with Champagne." He turns around. Red and Layla spin away and leave the plane. Immediately the Alabama crew bursts into chatter as they rise, eager to get the party started.

I feel a hand on my shoulder. It's Gaby. "Aurei, Siri." She says. "I don't know what to say."

I stand, and she gives me a tight hug. Steve leans in to shake Siri's hand. "You guys are unbelievable." He tells her.

"We want your bachelor party to be unforgettable." She tells him.

When he stands back up, Gaby sits saying. "Siri, you are unbelievably sweet for doing this for us. Thank you again."

Steve pumps my hand. "Aurei. Bro. I don't know what to say."

I tell him, laughing. "I don't either. This is all on Siri."

Gaby holds her arms out, and I watch my girl hugging my best friend's girl. "Life is good," I tell Steve.

Siri pats Gaby's back, and I hear her whispering. "Now, no tears! This is a time for celebration."

Gaby laughs and wipes them away, then stands.

I watch as my little sexpot takes charge from her window seat. "My turf. My rules."

Gaby hooks Steve's arm. He is focused on Siri like she's the preacher in church. I can't help but smirk, enjoying the hell out of this.

"Rule #1: no touching ... me." She points to her chest, then she pauses and looks at me.

He cuts his eyes at me, and I tilt my head for emphasis. "She's bossy. You better listen up." I look down at her, and I swear her eyes are dancing. That mischievous twinkle I know means trickery makes me chuckle, and I give her a wink.

She holds up two fingers. "Rule #2." She pauses again. "Just kidding! There aren't any more rules. Relax. Gamble. Sightsee. Take in some shows. Enjoy yourselves. We'll meet back up for the bachelor party. You're in fucking Vegas! What happens in Vegas...."

Gaby bursts into giggles. "Stays in Vegas."

I pat Steve on the back. "Get out of here, you two. Time's a-wastin'."

I sit back down and peck my girl on her sweet, puckered lips. "You are the sweetest one," I tell her.

We hear Steve shout from the door. "Vegas Bay-bay!"

Siri giggles then looks over my shoulder and grins.

Scarlet's voice asks. "What Blackjack dealer do you recommend?"

"Rebecca," I answer first. Grinning, I turn to tell Scarlet. "Rebecca. Table 56 in Been Jammin'."

"Rebecca, here we come!" She nods and turns to face Paul. He pats my shoulder as he walks past but doesn't take his eyes off her.

"I'm feelin' lucky!" She tells him as she takes his hands, walking backward to the door, and puts them to her tits. "Feel me, Baby. Don't I feel lucky to you?"

"Sin City Baby! OUI!" We hear him shout in the tunnel.

"Fucking Zombie!" I call him, and Siri laughs out loud.

As we watch the rest of the crew unload, she says. "That's an excited bunch of rednecks we've unleashed on the strip."

"Yes. I do believe they will not sleep for the next 72 hours. Let's just pray we don't have a real-life 'Hangover' scenario to deal with."

"Sweet Zeus! Don't jinx them!" She swats my arm, then after a few seconds, she snuggles her tits against it, making my semi-soft dick start to fill again. The minx knows I love her tits. I grin at her.

She bats her eyes at me. She is such a tease. "Rebecca, huh?"

"Yep." I look away as a half-smile slides on.

"Table 56, huh?"

"Mmmhmm." I chuckle. "We became pretty tight while I was waiting to hook up with you."

"Really?"

"Yep.... pretty tight." I hold my hand up and cross my fingers.

"Not too tight." She laughs. "I know Rebecca, and she wouldn't risk getting fired."

"Fired?"

"If Monty got wind, she was getting too 'tight' with a customer." She crosses her fingers and shakes them at me. "He would show up at her table and raise all kinds of hell."

I frown. "Monty is her boss?"

She laughs. "No. Monty isn't her boss. Monty is her master."

I frown. "I'm confused!"

She laughs. "Years ago, Rebecca was the center of a love triangle between Monty and another biker dude. There was a brawl outside the dressing room right before JLo took the stage to perform. Rebecca was so shaken up; she couldn't go on."

"Oh."

"Yeah. She almost got fired over it."

"But...." I know there is more to it than that. "She didn't because...." I open my hand, and hers moves to join it. I love the way her hand slips without conscious thought into mine. I pull it to my lips.

"No. She didn't. Brutus threw them out, and I danced in her place."

"So, you saved her job?"

She looks so sincerely at me. "Sort of. I couldn't save her dancing gig, but I talked Cat into moving her to the Blackjack table."

What a giant heart she has. "You are some kind of special, Siri Wright."

She laughs. "Naw, but good girls shouldn't be punished because men lose their shit over them, you know?"

I laugh out loud at that truth.

"So exactly how tight were you two?" She teases me.

"Apparently not as tight as I thought, but I did gamble a lot with her while I was waiting for my date with you."

"Your date with me?" She twinkles at me.

"Yeah. My date with you." I grin and stand, pulling her to her feet. "It was Valentine's Day, and she helped me prepare this awesome romantic evening for you."

"Mmmm. Now my curiosity is up." Fingers interlocked, she follows me out. "More on that later."

She stops to thank the airline crew. Watching her flirt with everyone, making them all laugh and fall in love with her, I know stardom comes as natural to her as breathing. I'm one helluva lucky man to have her by my side.

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Siri

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We walk in silence through the tunnel. Aurei is leading the way, controlling the speed, but it's too slow for me. I put my hands on his ass and push him faster. "You're going too slow."

He braces, pushing back and side steps in front of me, blocking my attempts to pass him. "Ugh!" I tell him, frustrated, and he chuckles.