I thought as blinked up at him barely able
to control the aching need between my legs. My fingers reached instinctively
down to touch my wetness, gliding across my clit. I caught a glimpse of the
smile fading from his lips before I closed my eyes and began to show him what
he’d done to me. When I opened them slightly I could see his hand working his
cock back into service, and we watched each other intently until I felt him
lift my arm and turn me around as he stood up. He pulled me back with one hand
and pinned my hips to him. I felt his hard cock pressed against my curves as he
reached for the hand-held shower head. His hand left my hip and traveled up my
side, pinching my nipple as he directed the warm pulsating stream of water at
my clit.
The pleasurable sensation had me
arching into his erection, and my sex swelled against the vibrations as he
entered me, filling me completely until I was sealed against him. Again and
again he speared into me, and I arched to meet his every thrust until my orgasm
erupted in spasms clenching his rock hard cock. My release spurred him to move
faster. His thrusts became harder, and he bent me forward and grabbed my hips slamming
deep inside of me. Pain mixed with pleasure. I could hear myself whimpering,
barely able to take him when he pulled out abruptly and rubbed his cock between
my cheeks. His body was shaking as his hot fluid sprayed over my skin.
When it was over he slid his arms
around me gently and lifted me against his chest. I was unsteady, still reeling
from the primal assault on my body. He never kissed me. He just took what he
wanted from me quickly and without compromise. I expected to feel guilty, dirty
even, but I felt exhilarated. For the next five days my body belonged to Parker
Blackwell, and I would do whatever it took to please him. I would take my
anger out on him between the sheets or anywhere else that he requested my body.
I would let him use me, and I would use him right back earning every penny I
would need to save The Grandview and get on with my life.
“Do you still hate me?” The sound
of his voice broke through my thoughts.
“Yes,” I whispered feeling a
little disappointed as he released me, turned off the shower and handed me a
towel.
“Good.” He was trying to be smug,
but the cocky satisfied grin on his face gave him away.”
I shot him a sideways smirk. He knew
what he did to me, and his ego was gloating in the aftermath.
“I know you came here with
expectations of how this arrangement was supposed to work, but believe it or
not, I had something else in mind. I watched my whole plan go up in flames the
moment you challenged me, so let me remind you again to be careful what you
wish for, Lo. If you keep pushing me to treat you like a prostitute, it’s in my
nature to oblige.”
My face flushed as I considered
his warning.
“Your luggage is in your room at
the end of the hall. I have to go out, but I’ll have room service brought up for
you. You must be starving.”
“No thanks. I’m not very hungry.”
I lied.
“In the morning I’ll show you
around Vegas. Be ready at 9:00. Dress casual.”
I nodded, wrapping the thick
towel snuggly around my body as I followed him out into the hall.
Four
A FRIENDLY WARNING
Alex was right. Parker Blackwell
treated his help very well, I observed as I entered the room that I would call
home for the next few days. It was nearly the size of my entire suite at The
Grandview, and as I walked to the window and looked out at the twinkling
lights, the irony of my situation began to sink in. I was in Las Vegas. I left
everything I’d ever known and loved behind, because coming here, doing this,
was the only chance I had to save it all. It was crazy, but I had no regrets-not
even about Jake. My heart was hurting, not because I needed him, but because I
had to admit that he never really understood me. Hell, maybe you don’t
understand yourself, Lo.
As I scanned the room, taking a
quick