Fly With Me (Wild Aces #1)(14)

And then I shattered.

It was one of those orgasms that you felt from your head all the way down to your toes, aftershocks lingering after I came down, my skin unbearably sensitive. Not to mention, I was pretty sure he’d just given me a sex headache.

So much better than my vibrator.

Noah rolled me over onto my side, speech still eluding me, wrapping his arms around me, hooking a leg over my hip, drawing me even closer.

His lips brushed against my hair as he tucked me into the curve of his body and something fluttered inside my chest. My hands came down to his waist, ready to return the favor, fighting the urge to drift into the nap that was calling my name, my eyelids fluttering as a languid haze filled me, my limbs liquid.

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came, and instead of taking things further, he just held me until my eyes closed and I slid into sleep, the steady beat of his heart my own private lullaby.





FIVE




JORDAN

“You could have skipped having dinner with us to hang out with Noah. I would have understood.”

I swerved to avoid bumping into a group of drunk girls in front of us as we made our way through the Venetian casino. Meg and I walked together, the other two girls up ahead a bit. We’d just finished dinner and were now headed to meet Noah and his friends for drinks and gambling.

“We planned these Vegas reservations months ago. My little sister is all grown up and getting married. Missing dinner wasn’t an option.”

Meg frowned at me. “We only have two nights left in Vegas.”

I was all too aware of that. It figured I would meet Chupacabra-guy on a freaking vacation.

“And that’s why it was important that I didn’t miss out on your special dinner. We only have a few more of these nights left before you become an old married lady,” I teased.

“I would have understood.”

“I know you would have. But I would have felt like shit if I’d missed out on celebrating with you over some guy. We came here to help you burn off one of your last single weekends. Not so that I could get laid. I could do that back home.”

Sort of. After today’s preview at the pool, I definitely wasn’t getting what Noah was giving anywhere else. And even though I wasn’t willing to ditch Meg for dinner, I had big plans for later on tonight.

Meg made a face. “Nice try, but it didn’t escape my notice that you were going through a bit of a dry spell.”

Emphasis on the past tense.

I grinned. “Vegas might have changed my luck.”

Her gaze narrowed speculatively. “Just how lucky did you get? Did you have sex with him at the pool today?” she screeched.

I laughed. “You know, I don’t think they heard you over at the craps table. Maybe we could tell the entire casino the explicit details of my sex life. Or lack thereof.”

“I don’t care about the rest of the casino. I need more. Spill. Now.”

I shrugged. “We just hung out.”

“You were with him for a while.”

We’d napped together in the cabana, the combination of a night spent partying, a delicious orgasm, the Vegas sun, and alcohol making me unbelievably sleepy. I’d woken up to a smile and an invitation to hang out with Noah and his friends tonight. Which had led to me spending an hour getting dressed earlier.

“Just hanging out. Even I’m not ballsy enough to have sex with a guy in a thinly veiled cabana.”

Just let him finger-f*ck me until I came. Whatever.

A gleam entered Meg’s eyes. “He’s hot.”

“He definitely is.” My voice turned teasing. “Are you allowed to say stuff like that now that you’re practically a married lady?”

Meg’s fiancé, Mike, wasn’t the kind of guy who was cool with her gawking over other men.

She laughed. “It’ll be our little secret. Besides, married lady or not, I’m pretty sure you’d have to be dead to not notice those guys.”

“Valid.”

“He seems into you,” Meg commented.

One of the benefits to having dated a lot was that you learned to read guys pretty easily. And I had to concur; Noah was definitely into me.

“Have you thought about keeping in touch with him after we leave?”

I laughed. “Considering I haven’t known him twenty-four hours and he lives across the country? No, not really.” Okay, maybe once or twice. “I haven’t really thought past tonight.” Although to be fair, I’d thought about tonight a lot.

“I’m just saying it might be something to consider. You guys could keep in touch.”

“What, be like pen pals?”

“Whatever works for you.”

I gave her some side-eye. “Are you really so concerned about my single status that now you’re throwing me at men?”

She grinned. “It looked like you were doing just fine with that on your own.”

She had a point there, but I definitely felt no shame. It was kind of hard to regret going after what you wanted when a guy like Noah was waiting for you on the other side, ready to pounce. And with a body like that, he could pounce on me all night long.

I was entertaining thoughts of keeping in touch with Noah, mixed with weird images of lions mating that the word “pounce” had conjured up in my mind, and then we hit the blackjack table and spotted them and I had to catch my breath for a second as the sight of him pushed everything else out.