“Angel,” I repeat back as I take the bottle from him. I’m dying to ask him if it’s a nickname he calls every woman he meets, but I stop myself.
“You looked like an angel when I opened my eyes this morning.” He stares down at me. “The last thing I excepted to see when I woke up on that flight was a woman as beautiful as you.”
Charm. It’s oozing off of him, along with an undeniable primal masculine energy.
“I like it,” I confess.
He watches me closely as I take a long sip of the water. “I crashed about an hour ago because I didn’t think you’d show up.”
I don’t protest as he tugs the bottle from my hand and finishes what’s left. “I was busy earlier.”
“Watching strippers.” His gravelly voice sends a shiver down my spine.
My nipples are hard and straining against the thin cotton tank top and the white lace of my bra. I’m wound up tight and the man hasn’t even touched me yet. “I’m in Vegas for a bachelorette party.”
“On the flight this morning you said you weren’t engaged, so am I safe to assume you’re not the blushing bride-to-be?” He widens his stance.
I keep my eyes locked on his as I answer. “I’m a bridesmaid.”
He steps closer. “I told you I was a lucky bastard. I hit the jackpot tonight.”
Chapter 6
Jeremy
I would have a bet a thousand dollars that she wasn’t going to show, yet here she is.
I’m right in front of her. She looks different than she did this morning when her smoky eye shadow was perfectly applied and a light layer of pink gloss covered her lips.
I like this version of her even more with her makeup smudged. Earlier I didn’t notice the light dusting of freckles that covers her nose and trails over her cheeks.
She’s a beauty by any measure.
“What’s your name?” I ask as I lift a finger to her chin.
She flinches only slightly. “Angel.”
“So you’re going to stick with that?” I slide my fingers to her neck and beyond to her silky brown hair. I fist it in my hand, angling her head back.
A little moan escapes her lips. “Are you going to kiss me?”
I lean forward so I can rub the tip of my nose along the soft skin of her neck. “I’ll start with that.”
I do. I trail kisses over her neck, taking my time until I reach her chin. Before I claim her mouth, I look into her light green eyes. “You’re shaking. Are you sure you want to do this?”
“I’m excited,” she blurts out with a small whimper. “I want this. I’m sure. I’m very sure.”
That’s all the reassurance I need.
I take her face in my hands, tilting her head slightly before I seal my mouth over hers.
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My skin heats as she parts her soft lips to let me inside. I dive in, my tongue against hers, my teeth seeking out her flesh.
She beats me to it and tugs my bottom lip between her teeth.
My dick is instantly hard; harder than it was when I saw her standing on the other side of