“It’s only a few blocks away, are you good to walk or should we get an Uber?” he asks.
“I think I can manage. I’ve been wearing heels of some sort since I was sixteen. My height has always been on the short side, and I like to see where I’m going,” I find myself once again blushing as I tell him another piece of myself.
When I look back up into his eyes, he brings his hand to my hair and brings our mouths together. I don’t even attempt to believe I have control of our kiss. He’s dominating my mouth from the beginning and I find that I really, really like this attribute about him. My hand finds his chest and I cling to him, wanting more, needing more, but knowing on this busy street we’ll both have to take what we can.
When we part ways, my breathing is intense and I hear him whisper, “Fuck, that mouth.”
“Umm. Is everything okay, Zack?” I whisper out
“Yeah Sunshine, everything is fucking perfect,” he grumbles.
We head out to our destination. There isn’t an inch between us and when someone tries to walk in the middle Zack maneuvers it so they can’t. He was right in saying it was only a few blocks away. When we get to the fountains it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, how the music and water sync with each other. It’s astonishing.
Zack pulls me to his front and holds me there, while I bask in the beauty that surrounds us, even the tourists talking and their cameras flashing nonstop doesn’t faze me. Here in Zack’s arms, him holding me. Everything is perfect.
“Want to go back to my hotel room,” he murmurs into my ear, sending goosebumps along my body. I shiver in my reaction when I tell him, “Sure, let me just text Sophia so she knows where I’m at.”
I grab my phone out of my pocket sending a quick text to Sophia.
Me: Hanging with Zack in his room
Sophia: I’m sure it’ll be more than hanging ;)
Me: SOHPIA!
Sophia: You know as well as I do, he’ll have something hanging
Me: I can’t with you…lol
Sophia: but you love me just the same.
Me: I question that sometimes. HA!
“All set?” Zack asks as I put my phone away. “Yeah, I’m ready whenever you are,” I tell him as he takes my hand and proceeds to weave us in and out of the throngs of people that stopped to watch the show. He’s leading the way and he may be the gambler and I may be the money analyst, but in this moment I’m ready to take a risk.
Chapter 10
Zack
Fuck. This woman, she does something to me from her eyes that magnetize me with their deep green hue, to her coffee brown hair that’s haphazardly flying every which way in the wind, to her curves, and don’t get me started about her blush. That blush sets my soul on fire.
I lead her to the elevator and press the “P” button, when I hear her ask, “Are you really in the penthouse?”
“Yeah, it’s one of the perks for this tournament. Vegas really likes us to have as much comfort as we can have. Plus, we bring them a lot of publicity being here,” I tell her with a smirk. The elevator stops at my home away from home and I hear her gasp when she sees how big this place is.
“Wow, Zack, this place is huge,” she breathes out. It takes everything in me not to say “that’s what she said” but I refrain, apparently hanging out with Jasper this week has me talking in my head like him.
“Little over kill,” I say instead.
“Well no, I mean you do need your own space and having to go downstairs when you want and need some peace and quiet would be hard,” she says with her back turned towards me, she’s looking out at the pool.
“Yeah, I guess you can think of it like that,” I say as I go behind her, my hands finding her hips and she leans into me, her neck enticing me to drag my lips along the slender column. Without thinking my tongue reaches out to snake across her satin like skin and as it does I hear her sharp intake of breath and want to hear more of it and more of her. I turn her around, my hands instantly in her hair and plucking out the pins she has holding it up. Her hands are digging deep into my chest as we kiss. She moans and I kiss her deeper, harder, and her taste on my lips and tongue is like nothing in this world, her flavor unique to my own.
Natalie is pulling my shirt out of my jeans, her hands running along my abs and fuck, she’s so damn perfect for me. I bring my hand around her leg and wrap it around my waist as my hand glides along her thigh. I look down at her thigh, her lightness to my darkness, my muscular form to her curves, fuck I want this woman.