“They are.” I continued staring at the blonde woman that had become my target. “But after this, I want a new rule. No more repeats. Your sister is going to think I fucking love her if you keep sending me to her house as punishment.”
“Punishment? Come on, that’s my sister you’re talking about.” Cole pretended to be offended, but he knew exactly what I meant.
Cole’s sister wasn’t a bad looking chick, but she had been around the block a few times. She bounced back from her cocaine habit with four kids trailing behind her, and didn’t even know who fathered two of them. I swore I wouldn’t even stop by for a quick fuck after one of them asked if I was their daddy, but I still found myself back in her bed a couple of weeks later. Cole knew how his sister felt about me and he knew I didn’t want to keep toying with her. The instant I saw more than a hint of lust in her eyes, I was done. I had only been back once since then, and it was after I lost one of our side-bets. It pissed me off that Cole would even suggest it again, but it was within the rules so I was stuck.
Okay, I guess I have to convince this girl to fuck the both of us. I should at least get her name.
I walked towards the front desk, still staring at the curve of her ass. She appeared to be alone, but I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. Vegas wasn’t just a simple tourist trap. It was the tourist trap. People showed up from all over the world to live out their sinful fantasies, and if she came alone, it might not be dick she craved. The bet was made, though, so I had to at least try. She finished checking out and started walking towards the elevators before I got close enough to hear the desk clerk say her name. I knew where she was staying at least, although the Bellagio was a big hotel. I walked close enough to see a sparkle in her beautiful emerald eyes as she passed by me. She noticed me too, and smiled before looking down at the floor.
Fucking hell—I don’t want to share her with anyone. I want her all to myself. If it was anyone but Cole, I’d just lose the bet on purpose so I could take my shot.
Everything about her was perfect. Her eyes might as well have been gems carved and carefully placed. She had soft, pouty lips that just begged to kissed with the kind of kiss that lasted for hours. Her tits weren’t enormous, but they were big enough to squeeze. Just the sight of her was enough to make my dick hard in my pants. I watched until she was out of sight and then turned towards the bar area where Cole was sitting. He had a smug smile on his face. He was going to get to fuck the gorgeous unnamed goddess without putting in an ounce of work. I was like a predator when I set my sights on something. He knew that. There was no way I would give up until I had a taste.
I don’t know what fantasy she’s looking for in Vegas, but she’s going to end up in my bed before she leaves Sin City.
Chapter Three
Aurora
I was in Vegas. It was really happening. The room they put me up in at the Bellagio was simply amazing. There was a mini-bar with everything I could imagine. I’m sure most people have been thrilled about the alcohol, but I was more excited to see all of the soda and energy drinks. The list of prices was enough to make my stomach do a somersault, though, so I decided not to let it tempt me. The same marbled floors from the lobby were in my hotel room, and a sign said they were heated. That intrigued me enough to remove my shoes and I smiled when I felt the heated marble underneath my feet. I wanted to go downstairs and explore the casino, but I decided to unpack first.
Becca would have absolutely loved this place. I wish she was here to see it with me. Oh well—her loss.
Everything about the hotel room was just as exciting as the heated floors. There was a shower that doubled as a sauna, a huge tub that might as well have been a swimming pool compared to the one at home, and so much room in the bathroom I could have safely done a backflip without hitting anything. The bedroom had sheer curtains that allowed me to see the Vegas Strip and a shield behind them that could turn the room pitch black. A king sized bed was in the middle of the room and it was so soft that I wanted to just sink into the mattress for a long nap. I fought against the urge, got everything unpacked, and put my shoes back on. I was practically shaking with excitement when I grabbed my purse and headed back downstairs to look around the casino.
Okay, I can’t spend too much, but I should at least be able to say that I gambled once while I was in Las Vegas.
The casino itself was like a kaleidoscope with bright, vivid colors coming at me from all directions. The slot machines looked intriguing and as I walked by them, I saw several people winning money. I knew winning money was unlikely, and the odds weren’t in my favor, but I still wanted to try. They looked more interesting than the rest of the games. I had never played poker or blackjack, so they were definitely not an option. I took a quick trip to the ATM, got some money, and looked for a slot machine that didn’t cost very much to play. After a couple of trips around the floor, I found a penny slot and took a seat. I fed it a twenty-dollar bill and stared as the game started.
“You’ll have to bet more than a penny if you want to win anything.” A man took a seat beside me and pointed at the button that would increase my bet.
“Ah, that’s how they get you.” I chuckled and nodded. “They advertise that you can play for a penny, but want you to put in a whole lot more.”
“Yep.” He put a twenty in his machine and hit the button for the maximum bet, which ate up forty cents with a single spin.
“Is it your first time in Vegas?” The man looked over at me and smiled.
“Yeah.” I looked at him and nodded. “Is it that obvious?”
“A little.” He chuckled and extended his hand. “I’m Ryker.”
“Aurora.” I took his hand and shook it. “I take it you’ve been here before?”
“You could say that.” He nodded quickly. “I live here.”
“Oh! Wow, that’s really cool. I couldn’t imagine living in a place like this. I grew up in a small town in the middle of Tennessee.” I hit the button to maximize my bet and watched my money disappear.
“It’s a wild place, that’s for sure.” He chuckled and hit the button on his machine.
I continued to gamble away the money I put in the machine, but I let my eyes wander to the guy next to me with a few quick glances. He was incredibly attractive—actually, that was an understatement. He was hot-as-sin. He was tall, tanned, and had a powerful frame that looked like it could lift a truck. His shoulders were broad, his chest was thick, and his forearms were almost as big as my calves. Each time he reached out to hi
t the button on his machine, I got a glimpse of his tattoos, which covered each muscular arms in beautiful ink. I had certainly never seen a man like him in my home town. Even a quick glance was enough to make me tingle and think dirty thoughts no virgin should have in her head.
“Would the two of you like a drink?” A waitress walked up with an empty tray in her hand.
“Yeah, I’ll take a Bud Light.” Ryker nodded and looked over at me. “What do you like to drink?”
“Oh—um. Could I have a water?” I raised my eyebrows and smiled.