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  Suddenly he slammed into her, his hard testicles slapping against her swollen labia.

  On a deep exhalation, her orgasm rolled through her along with a sex-induced scream of pleasure, hitting every nerve ending in her body and triggering a series of explosions almost too intense to be real.

  Chapter Two

  The room was still dark when she awoke curled against a warm, hard body. She sprang away as if burned.

  Yesterday…she and…Vince? What the hell? Did she have wild sex with Vince? Her friend?

  By the looks of her breasts bouncing in the sunshine, yes.

  He turned around. “Awake?”

  She grabbed for the sheet, pulling it up to her chin.

  Vince laughed. “Saw them, Kel. Squeezed them. Licked them.”

  “Holy shit.”

  “That’s what I thought. Never realized what you had under there.”

  “I can’t believe we had sex.”

  “Why not? You’re a girl, I’m a guy. You’re single, I’m single.”

  “But we’re friends!”

  “Yeah?” His blasé attitude confused her.

  “Um. This interferes with that.”

  “Why? Was it enjoyable for you?”

  “Well, yes…”

  “Okay, then. Come here.” His voice was a growl.

  He pulled away the sheet, ignoring her yelp of surprise. She felt herself pulled back down to the mattress, and then her body was covered with his. The sight of the broad, tanned shoulders made her melt all over again.

  Wait a minute. Had he said he was single?

  “Look at how your skin looks against mine,” he whispered near her ear, nipping the lobe gently.

  Her skin nearly glowed against his deep tan.

  “See how small your body is? Fits perfectly to mine.”

  Slowly he began to press and circle his hips into hers. His hardened cock hit against just the right spot, her tight little clitoris. He sought a rhythm, masturbating against her, faster and faster.

  “Where’d you get these moves?” she asked.

  “Just a couple of little dance moves I’ve picked up here and there. Like them?”

  How could she not? The thick head of his hard cock was pressing insistently against her. Her labia were about to spread apart to let him in…

  He moved aside to grab a condom from the nightstand. When he’d finished putting it on, he bent his head and took her erect nipple into his mouth. She squirmed when he bit gently, spreading her legs wider and trying to get his cock into her. But it was his turn to tease. With the slightest turn of his hips, the wet head of his cock slid from her eager entrance.

  “I’ve always dreamed about fucking you,” he admitted.

  “Then do it already,” she snapped.

  He laughed, a low rumbling sound from deep in his taut belly.

  “I’m trying to get all sensitive and touchy-feely here,” he said.

  “Later, sweetie. For now, just do me.”

  Instead, Vince rolled off her, lying flat on his back on the mattress. “Come do me, Kelly.”

  She felt empty and deserted as soon as he left. She looked directly at his challenging gaze, then crawled up to straddle him.

  She sat on him, connecting him to her as easily as though they were made to fit together. Still, she marveled that this man beneath her was her best friend. A best friend who had recently been seeing someone else, she reminded herself.

  “What about Michelle?”

  “Done and over, Kel. Don’t worry.”

  She began to roll her hips on him, slowly at first. He reached up, squeezing her breasts together, pinching her nipples until they stood erect. The pleasure-pain bit into her with a rush.

  She caressed his chest, feeling his heart drum beneath the light touch of her fingers. A light sheen of sweat kissed his chest.

  He was so deep within her, her insides liquified. She leaned forward, clenching her internal muscles around his cock. Her juices flowed freely onto the base of his cock. She aimed a breast at his mouth. He took it and sucked as much as he could. Deeply. She had no strength to resist the delightful fingers of pleasure that fanned the heat licking into her core.

  “Next time,” he gasped as she thrust deeply onto him, “sit on my face. I want you to grind and thrust like this onto my mouth.”

  She was so wet her moisture was seeping out to cover the base of his cock. He gripped her ass with his palms, jerking her toward him harshly.

  The orgasm swept through both of them and she collapsed onto his chest, breathing deeply into his neck as it rolled from her core to her fingertips.

  His hands rubbed over the surface of her back. “Are you doing okay?”

  “Mmm,” she agreed. Every muscle in her body was relaxed and languid, like gelatin flowed through her limbs.

  “I’ll run us a bath,” he said.

  “Is the tub big enough for two?” She’d been in the bathroom, of course, but hadn’t noticed.

  “We’ll make it,” he promised, moving her onto the warm spot on the bed next to him. He pulled from her gently.

  She heard the water run. After a while the sweet scent of vanilla wafted through the room. It tickled her nose and she inhaled deeply, letting it fill her.

  “Ready, Kel?” he called out.

  “Coming,” she said as she stood and padded to the bathroom. He was already in the water and held out a hand to help her in.

  “Here, sit in front of me.”

  Kelly leaned her head back against his chest. His heartbeat was strong and comforting. “We should probably call for food to be sent up.”

  “Good idea. You need to keep your strength up.”

  “Tell me you put the Do Not Disturb sign out.”

  “Of course I did. No worries, no housekeeping ladies will be barging into our bath.”

  He took the soapy pouf, and traced it over her breasts, allowing the suds to coat them. “Sex is good with you,” he whispered.

  “You take it how I like it,” she teased.

  “It helps to be friends first.”

  She stayed quiet. When it was all said and done…where would their friendship be then?

  “Why so quiet?”

  “No reason. Just thinking, we’ve been friends a long time.”

  “Yup. Through your marriage, then mine.”

  “Your wife was a fool.”

  “Your husband was an idiot.”

  “We still have healing to do, don’t we?”

  “I think we’re working on that.”

  His comment gave her a glimmer of hope, but she didn’t dare ask any more questions.

  After the bath, they ordered room service. Kelly bent over to place the empty tray of dishes outside the door when Vince, from behind, rubbed his pelvis into her. Excited anticipation curled in her midsection at the thought of his erection pressing into her through the tight jeans pulled low enough to expose hipbones. Slowly she stood, turning to give him a sultry look.

  “Is that a yes?” he asked.

  In response, she reached around his neck with one hand, pulling him close enough to kiss. “What do you think?”

  “I think you should get back inside and get naked.”

  He’d awakened muscles she didn’t know she had, and still her body moistened with the thrill of excitement that rushed through her.

  * * * * *

  The weekend was over too fast. Checkout time for the hotel was eleven but they had several hours until the flight. Heading over to the airport to wait ensured there was no missing the plane this time.

  It also meant there was plenty of talking, without the distraction of getting naked. Yet neither talked about what would happen to their friendship now that a line had been crossed.

  Finally it was time to get on the plane and after hours of waiting boarding time passed like a blur.

  Vince was looking out the tiny window as the plane took off, a white-knuckled grip on the arm rest.

  Fear of heights, she remembered.
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  She slipped her hand into his, unsure how he would take it. Unsure even of how she meant it. Were they back to being friends only? Would they acknowledge what they’d shared? With each foot the plane elevated, the magic of Las Vegas stayed further behind while reality loomed closer.

  But he held her hand and suddenly, it didn’t matter. It was just Vince. Twinkling blue eyes framed against his tanned skin and his hair curled slightly on the ends where it grew a little longer than he normally wore it. He turned toward her and rubbed his thumb against hers, comforting her as if he knew how confused she must be. This man was her best friend and her confidante.

  There were no worries.

  Except for one.

  Kelly squeezed his hand. “We just spent a whole weekend in Vegas. Your first. In one room. People are going to want to know what famous sights you saw!”

  “The hotel and casino of the Luxor,” he said dryly.

  She slapped her forehead. “Exactly my point. You saw nothing of Sin City. Quick, pull out your schedule. We have to plan the next trip.”

  He leaned close to her ear. “I think you’re just trying to get into my pants, Kel.”

  About the Author

  During my daytime job, I explore people of all types. At night, I love to read.

  Why did I start writing? My favorite authors were all between books and I twiddled my thumbs until deciding, “Hey, I can do this for someone else out there who’s waiting for a new release too!” My favorite authors in no particular order include: Kim Harrison, Laurell K Hamilton, Jim Butcher, Charlaine Harris and Kelley Armstrong. So obviously, I cling to urban-fantasy-type work with one difference—I’m a romance author at heart. I must have my happy ending with Prince Charming. And no, it doesn’t matter if he has fangs. Or fur. As long as he’s naked, we’ll be just fine! Therefore, Ellora’s Cave seems a perfect fit for my work.

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