Page 9 of Untouchable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #1)

Really? I'm in a Corvette. It's a two-seater!

I laugh out loud and tell her. "No." But she has stood up and is talking to her friend and doesn't hear me.

Her hand is resting on the door in the open window.

I lean over so she can hear me. She is giggling with her friend, and I realize they are very drunk.

I also realize Vegas is not without predators, and she is putting them in danger, standing on the corner of Fremont Street, asking strangers for lifts.

I make a command decision, reach over, and pop the door open.

Without hesitation, the giggling girl pulls it open and plops down in the passenger seat.

The interior lights come on, and I see 6-inch-high stiletto heels enter the car first, then big thighs, followed by a miniskirt stretch taut like a tent.

Her sweater top has a scoop neck, and she has it pulled down too low.

She doesn't look at me but rather prepares to receive her skinny friend.

The tiny girl plops down in her lap, tucks her knees up under her chin, then turns back and attempts to close the door.

Their giggles fill the small space.

The traffic light turns green.

The car behind us honks.

The door doesn't shut.

I lean back over and stick my arm between them. "Here. Let me get that for you." When my hand moves theirs aside and grasps the door handle, both of them stop moving and quit giggling. They watch as I pull the door firmly shut then turn to look at me. I smile and ask. "Where to ladies?"

The curvy one's jaw literally falls open, and the skinny one's eyes nearly bug out of her thin face, the light dims, and they burst into mad giggling again. I check the mirrors and the pedestrians before I pull out while they whisper.

"Holy fucking hell! What a hottie!"

"His eyes. Did you see his eyes?"

Tapping the gas, I ease away and ask again. "Where to ladies?" I glance over to see they are both staring at me, and it makes me laugh.

Then the curvy girl answers. "Excalibur."

"Cool." I introduce myself, offering my hand. "Hi. I'm Aurei Moore."

The skinny girl takes it. "Hi. I'm Stella." She turns a pretty shade of pink, and I can tell right away that Stella is not as drunk as I first thought but very shy.

"Hi. I'm Nina." The girl on the bottom introduces herself and pokes Stella, who lets my hand drop.

I return it to the steering wheel and give them a wink. "Are you, ladies, here for a wedding or celebrating graduation?"

Stella pushes her glasses up her nose. "Graduation."

Graduation? I cut my eyes at them again. Are they 22? They look a lot younger. Surely they are college graduates and not high school. "Where did you go to college?"

"USC." Nina offers without missing a beat. Damn. They must be 22. I look over again, sizing them up and feel ... old. Must be my tours of duty.

"First time to Vegas?"

"Yeah!"

"First day?"

"Yeah!" They giggle again.

"What are you girls going to see at the Excalibur? The Tournament of Kings?"

They laugh and high-five each other. "No. The Thunder From Down Under."

"Of course," I smirk. Where else would two young girls needing to blow off steam on their first night in Vegas want to go?

Stella leans down to hear what Nina whispers, and she answers. "Right? That would be fucking fly!"

I can feel their eyes staring at me. Gawking actually. I reach over to adjust the temperature. "Is it warm enough for you?"

Stella says. "Oh yes. I'm really warm."

"I'm getting downright hot in here," Nina says, then bursts into a new round of drunken giggles, and Stella can't help but join her. It's infectious, and I chuckle too.

As soon as it gets quiet, they resume their gawking again, and it's awkward. I keep my eyes on the road and try to keep the conversation from going any further south. "What did you major in?"

Nina answers. "I majored in education."

"A teacher, then."

"I bet I could teach you a thing or two." She says under her breath.

I ask Stella. "And you? Are you a teacher too?"

Nina snorts, and I look at them. "No, she majored in...."

Stella cuts her eyes at Nina, shooting darts, and fills in the answer. "Security. I majored in security."

I can't hide my surprise with that answer. This girl weighs all of 100 pounds. "Security? Really? You don't look like a badass."

A smirk plays on her lips. She is trying hard not to join her giggling friend. "It's I.T. security."

"Are you a hacker?" I look back at the road.

Nina snorts again. "Sort of. It's in social engineering." I cut my eyes at them. Now they have my attention.

"Social engineering? What's that?" I play dumb.

Stella looks out the window and answers with a straight face. "I find and prevent perps from screwing corporate accounts up." She doesn't take her eye off the sights outside.

"Hmm. I've heard they can infiltrate and hold servers hostage. Is that true?"

She looks surprised at me. "Yes. Absolutely and some of the really bad dudes have even demanded ransoms!"

"How do you find these bad guys?"

Nina burst out laughing again, and we both look at her. "She performs penetration tests. HAHAHAHA!"

I can't help but laugh with her, and Stella smiles when I ask. "Really? What kind of penetration tests?"

She clears her throat and tries valiantly to be professional. "I'm a white hat."

Nina can't help herself. She leans on the door and cackles, making me chuckle with her again.

Stella manages to remain serious. "Do you know what that is?"

"I do." I smile and wink.

Nina comes up for air and blurts. "My best friend is a virtual corporate condom." Then she snorts again and gives in to the giggles.

Stella laughs with us and tells me. "Wait for it. She's not finished."

"She's going to be going down on all the big dickheads too. HAHAHAHA! That's sooooo fuuuuucking fuuuuuunny!"

We enjoy a good laugh as I maneuver to the curb outside Excalibur. "We have arrived, Ladies." Nina starts wiping her eyes and getting her giggles under control.

"The men from the Outback await you. I hope you enjoyed your ride." I lean over and pop the door open for them. Stella twists in the tight space, holds her phone up and asks. "Mind if we Snapchat?"

I grin. "I don't mind."

They do their thing. I give them a thumbs-up and a nice smile, then Stella gets out. Nina twists, sets her feet on the sidewalk, and tries to rise. "Oh fuck! I'm stuck." She bursts out laughing again. "Stell, give me a hand."

She does, and Nina grasps it and does her best to lift her ass while Stella leans back, pulling as hard as she can, but it's not enough.

Nina is stuck. She lets go of Stella's hand and plops back on the seat while Stella stumbles backward, trying not to fall.

Nina has another fit of giggles, and I know she won't be able to get out as long as she's laughing, so I lean over, put my mouth right next to her ear, and drop my voice to an intense tone giving her a taste of seduction.

"Baby Girl. You're gonna need some big strong hands to help.

" Her laughter dies immediately. She freezes, listening.

My voice stays low. "The problem with 6" heels in a sports car that's only 15" off the road is the center of gravity shifts.

" She turns her head and looks me in the eye.

I can smell the liquor on her breath. "I can help you if you want. "

"What do you suggest?" Her voice is breathless.

"You can take your shoes off and climb out on your own, or I can give you a push."

"What kind of push?" She smirks, flirting.

"The kind that you will remember for the rest of your life."

She grins and says. "I'm down for that."

I grin back. "Good Girl. Lean up as far as you can."

She does as instructed. I place my hands on her waist, rubbing her with my thumbs to relax her.

I then slide my fingertips down her curves, forcing them between her miniskirt and the leather of the car seat.

Cupping her ass and squeezing her as I go, I inch my fingers down towards her pussy.

When they leave the miniskirt behind and touch her bare skin, she says in a voice that shows she is thrilled she chose this method. "Oh my!"

"You're so hot!" I whisper in her ear as they inch further under her into a heaving position. When her ass is sitting on my hands and part of my forearms, I ask. "Ready, Baby?"

"Yes." Her voice is full of anticipation.

"Ok. Here's what I want you to do for me." I whisper in her ear. I see Stella's shoes come into view, but Nina waves her away. "On the count of three, I'm going to thrust my hands up, and I want you to enjoy it, arching your back and pushing those beautiful tits of yours up to the stars."

"Oh, my!" She says again.

"Can you do that?"

"Yes." She takes a deep breath. "I can do that."

"Ok. Here we go." I lay my lips on her ear and breathe into it, then I whisper. "One.

Two." I blow in it while I grip her ass firmly, curling my fingertips into her skin.

"Oh. Fuck!" She says, with a voice that tells me my fingers are pulling her pussy open.

"Three," I tell her with a commanding voice while I heave her ass up.

She arches her back, pushes her tits to the stars, and her ass lifts out of the seat, as I push her from the car.

For a moment, she rocks on her heels, then staggers forward a little until she gains control of the momentum, then she burst into a fit of giggles again and jumps up and down, asking Stella.

"Did you get that? Did you get it? Please! For fucks sake! Tell me you got it."

Stella holds up the phone and says. "I did! I did! Calm down. You're gonna break your heels." Nina snatches the phone from her friend and begins to watch the replay while Stella sticks her head in the car. Pushing her glasses up, she tells me. "We appreciate the ride."

"You betcha." I reach for a business card. "You do realize I'm not an Uber, right?"

She grins. "Yeah. It was a dare."

"Ah!" I laugh and hand my card to her.

She takes it, reads it, then smiles. "Maximus Enterprises, huh?"

I nod. "When you get home, look me up. I could use your skills."

Her smile is radiant. "I will. Thanks." Then she closes the door. I check the traffic. Then I hear TAP, TAP, TAP. I put the window down.

Nina sticks her head inside, grinning from ear to ear. "Thanks for the lift."

"No problem." I give her a wink.

"I'll never forget it."

I grin, knowing she won't. "You ladies enjoy the Thunder From Down Under show."

"You dancing tonight?" Her giggles return.

I chuckle and shake my head. "No."

"Too bad. I was going to return the favor." She curls her fingers in a claw, and I laugh out loud. Then she makes a fist and shoves it at me. "Hashtag Hottest Uber Ever!"

I give her a knuckle bump. "You girls stay safe."

As I pull away, I hear her tell Stella. "Fucking awesome dare, Stell!"