Lusted in Las Vegas Page 2

  Her spasms beckoned his cock to follow her climax. He rode the wave of her orgasm and Stephanie fisted his hair as they came together.

  “I can’t get enough of you, Sweet Stephanie.”

  Chapter 3

  Jason squinted as the bright desert sun streamed through the thick wooded slats of the closed window shades. His cell phone rang incessantly beside him. Her turned over and glanced at rise and fall of Stephanie’s back. He slid his finger over the phone’s screen to silence the ring and cringed when he noticed the phone number. It was her, again. She called at least twenty times the day before and he ignored her each time. I’ve got to put a stop to this. He walked out to the terrace and answered.

  “Hello, Jessica. What can I do for you?”

  “You know damn well what you can do for me. You made me quit my job and give up my apartment. Since you threw me out I don’t have a place to live and can’t find a job. I need money and you owe me.”

  Jason took a deep breath and listened to her breathing deeply through the phone.

  He’d had the same conversation with her at least a half dozen times before.

  “First of all, giving up your apartment, quitting your job and fucking your personal trainer were all your doing and that’s what put you in this predicament. This has nothing to do with me, nor will you see any more of my money. Consider the cash you took out of my wallet when you left an early Christmas present.”

  Soft, pleading sobs echoed through the phone. Jason rolled his eyes. “Jason, I’m so sorry; I made a huge mistake. It was all him, he seduced me. I want you back, please.”

  “You are desperate, aren’t you?” he asked with a smug smile. How did he ever love someone as twisted as Jessica?

  “Where are you? I tried to see you at the office and they said you would be gone for a few days. Salt Lake? No, it’s the weekend. You must be in Vegas. Why don’t I fly there and we can talk?”

  “I have nothing to say to you. Good-bye,” he said quietly and pushed the end button on his phone.

  Jason strode back inside to find Stephanie waking up and stretching. His mood instantly lightened at the sight of her messy hair and sleepy eyes.

  “Good morning, Sweet Stephanie,” he said through a tense smile.

  “Is everything okay? You seem a little stressed from that phone call.”

  “Everything’s fine, in fact, it’s more than fine. Why don’t you get up, put on a sexy bikini and we’ll relax at the pool this morning. I’ll order breakfast.”

  Jason waited until Stephanie was in the shower before he picked up his phone again. He pressed his auto dial button, which was a direct line to Sam, his head of security at The Gates.

  “Sam, it’s Jason. Listen, you remember Jessica? Yeah, well she may make an appearance here this weekend. She is not to enter The Gates; I don’t care what her story is, understood?” Jason hung up and ordered breakfast to be delivered to their private pool.

  He smiled and instantly relaxed as he heard the muffled sound of Stephanie singing in the shower. Her off beat tune mingled with the running water in the master bathroom. Closing his eyes, he imagined the spray of water flowing over her full breasts and forming a thin river to the folds of her shaven sex.

  Facing the windows to the private lagoon he swore that nothing and no one would spoil these precious few days he had with Stephanie. After Jessica, he swore he would never give his heart away again. He could make an exception for Stephanie if only she would come clean with her damn secret. The secret he’d suspected when they met. The secret he confirmed shortly after their Miami night – she wasn’t married.

  Chapter 4

  Stepping down to their pool patio, Stephanie looked around in amazement. Paradise, she thought. A lush garden of tropical flowers and foliage outlined the perimeter of the private lagoon. The freeform pool was an oasis of stone and rock with crystal clear water that sparkled in the sunlight. The soft splash of water trickled down from the high rock fountain forming a curtain over a hidden grotto on the far side of the pool. Jason sat on one of the cushioned lounge chairs with a cup of coffee and his newspaper. Even through his dark sunglasses Stephanie knew his eyes were upon her from the moment she walked out in her black string bikini and high-heeled black strappy sandals.

  He smiled as she approached, dark eyes looking up at her through his sunglasses. “There’s breakfast in the cabana; come I’ll fix you a cup of coffee.”

  “No, you sit, I’ll help myself,” she said and kissed him lightly on his mouth. Stephanie licked her lips. “Yum, you’ve been eating pineapple, my favorite.” Stephanie followed the sounds of soft classical music to the open cabana and was amazed by the luxurious little space. Refreshing cool air hit her face as she looked around. On one side there was a plush sofa with a mounted flat screen television. The opposite wall contained a small kitchen. A beautiful platter of cut fresh fruit was set out on the counter along with a plate of pastries. Two carafes of coffee and a refrigerator stocked with drinks completed the spread.

  Stephanie filled her plate with fruit and pastries and returned to the sunny patio. She took a seat in the lounge chair next to Jason. He eyed her full dish and laughed.

  “What? I need to sample each one,” she said as she swatted him.

  “I trust you’ve enjoyed your stay at The Gates so far?” Jason asked.

  Stephanie held one finger up to her mouth as she chewed and swallowed a juicy piece of pineapple. “This place is incredible; I can’t believe this is here right on The Strip. I’ve been to Vegas many times and have never heard of this place. How the heck did you ever find it?”

  Jason paused. “This is one of my properties, my pride and joy actually. I designed it to achieve the ultimate in luxury, privacy and convenience. There are just three villas here, all with private entrances. The Gates is known in small elite circles for its discretion and is not widely known to the general public. It’s not advertised. Most of the guests are from the entertainment world, actors, and musicians. There’s also a group of international businessmen that visit frequently.”

  Stephanie stared at him. “So, this is all yours?”

  He nodded his head.

  Stephanie sat back in her lounge absorbing what he just told her. She knew he was wealthy but never in her wildest dreams did she think he was that wealthy. The knowledge scared her a little. Most women would think they hit the lottery after hearing that news. Not Stephanie, it made her even more leery of the man sitting next to her. After their very intimate experience the night before, she thought about coming clean about her marital status with him today, but this news made her hesitant.

  “Stef…. Stef.”

  “Hmm, what?”

  “I shouldn’t have told you. Does this change anything between us?”

  “Why would it?” But it did. Jason was a confirmed bachelor, she was sure of it. Why would filthy rich Jason Royce want a long-term relationship with her? He could have his pick of women. She was sure he liked the fact that she was perceivably unattainable because there was no pressure on him for a commitment. She forced her growing feelings for Jason back deep inside. I’m just going to have fun for a few days and expect nothing more. However, in order to do that she would have to protect her heart.

  “Good, because I promised you the time of your life this weekend and I plan to deliver.”

  He grabbed the tube of sunscreen from the side table and stood up from his lounge. He motioned for Stephanie to lean forward and he straddled the lounge between her and the back of the chair. Stephanie leaned into him enjoying the feeling of his heated skin next to hers.

  “Since you designed this place, I guess you know exactly what’s behind that waterfall over there.”

  Jason continued to rub the sunscreen into her back and shoulders. Stephanie felt his growing erection pressing against her.

  “In the grotto? Yes, I know exactly what the grotto looks like. I took special care to make sure it’s spectacular. Would you like to take a look?”

  Stephanie nodded eagerly and kicked off her heels. He stood and took both of her hands to pull her up to a standing position. They walked together to the descending stairs at the pool’s entrance. The water was perfect in temperature; just cool enough to feel refreshing in the desert heat, but warm enough not to produce an instant chill. Jason followed her into the pool.

  Stephanie turned to him and wrapped her arms around him. "This feels wonderful."

  "The water?" he asked.

  Stephanie smiled up at him and skimmed her fingers across the back of his neck. "Everything,” she said.

  She pulled away from his embrace and ducked under the pool’s surface. Stephanie was a natural swimmer. She swam the length of the pool without taking a breath. When she resurfaced at the opposite end of the pool, she turned and placed her elbows on the pool’s edge. She eyed Jason who was not looking at her face. His gaze was fixed a few inches to the south. She looked down at her pebbled nipples clinging to her bikini top. Touching her fingertips to her neck, she traced the line of water droplets down to the valley between her breasts.

  "Do you swim, Jay?” she teased.

  Jason gave her an evil smile, slowly lowered himself under the water and swam toward her. When he reached her, he circled his hands around her waist and gave the little bows tied at her hips a gentle tug. Her black bikini bottoms slipped off as his head broke the surface and they were suddenly face-to-face.

  "You won't need these where we're going. Oh and this either." He reached behind her and pulled the string tied at her back. In a split second she was nude in his swimming pool. He turned her around so that her back was against his chest. He nibbled on her ear and neck as his fingers rolled her pointed nipples to soft peaks. She leaned her head against his shoulder and tilted her hea
d to kiss him. As his lips lowered to hers she giggled and spun so that they were facing each other.

  "Well, if my bathing suit is not required than neither is yours."

  Stephanie placed her hands on his cool wet chest and lowered herself until her head was under the water. Her hands traveled down his chest to the waistband of his trunks and swiftly pulled them off. Blowing out a slow breath as her head broke the water’s surface; she dropped his suit in a wet heap next to hers on the pool deck. She laughed and wrapped her hands around his neck. Jason easily lifted her and guided her long legs to encircle his body. Stephanie kissed his cool wet mouth. The sweet taste of pineapple lingered on her lips as her tongue entangled with his.

  "To your grotto, madam."

  Stephanie giggled as he carried her to the entrance of the grotto. With a whoop of childlike glee, she lifted her hands high when he paused under the waterfall. The cool water splashed through her fingers and over her head. Jason loosened his grasp and allowed her body to slide down his until her feet hit the floor. He swiftly spun her around, covering her eyes with his hands. The exhilarating cool water flowed through her hair and over her shoulders. He nudged her beyond the waterfall and all was suddenly quiet except for the splash of the never-ending flow of water from the fall. Uncovering her eyes, she scanned the enchanted grotto.

  Directly in front of them was a natural rock staircase leading up several feet to a bubbling, steam covered hot tub. Lush, tropical greenery grew throughout the grotto interspersed with brightly colored flowers. Glancing up, Stephanie found the light source, a glass covered skylight above her head. Only Jason Royce would have a skylight in his grotto. She smirked and shook her head.

  "This isn't what you expected?"

  "Not at all, I just figured it was a little private alcove of the pool. Never did I expect to see a beautiful garden.”

  Jason led Stephanie to the stairs leading to the hot tub.

  “After you,” he said as he gestured for her to climb the stairs.

  “Uh-huh. You just want a view from behind, don’t you,” Stephanie said with a wink as she began her ascent.

  “You bet your sweet ass, darling,” he chuckled.

  Stephanie climbed the steps and smiled when she heard Jason groan behind her. She dipped one toe into the warm water and closed her eyes. The soft, intoxicating sounds of bubbling water beckoned her in. She took a seat on the bench inside and leisurely stretched her arms out over the rim of the intimate tub. Jason sat directly across from her with a sly smile.

  “This is decadent,” Stephanie purred.

  “There’s a little surprise up here, care to guess what it is?”

  Stephanie looked across the steamy bubbling surface at him and raised her eyebrows. “Let me guess… a strategically placed water jet?”

  Jason laughed. “Well, I can arrange that, but no. Here, I’ll show you.” He waded through the steam and sat on the underwater bench beside her. He leaned in, as if to kiss her but moved to her side and opened a compartment door on the wall. He flipped a couple switches and a solid panel closed over the skylight. The rock walls were suddenly washed with a flickering indirect light.

  “You certainly know how to set a mood, don’t you Mr. Royce?”

  Stephanie wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Jason growled her name as he pulled her onto his lap. He cupped her cheeks with his hands and brushed his lips against hers. Jason pulled away, his eyes riveted on hers.

  “Lean back.”

  Stephanie looked at him questioningly and after a confirming nod of his head, she wrapped her legs around his waist and let go of her grasp. She leaned back into the bubbly center with her arms stretched out on either side. Floating in the steamy water, rolling bubbles danced at her breasts and face. His powerful hands encircled her waist and she surrendered herself to him as he rhythmically pulled her back and pushed her forward. The sensual movements through the churning water were mesmerizing. Every muscle in her body relaxed as the bubbles tickled her partially submerged face. As he pulled her back toward him, he let go of one side of her waist and suddenly plunged his cock into her heated passage. She sucked in a breath as he guided her hips so that his tip hit the perfect spot. Heaven. Her heated breath mingled with the moist air floating above the pool as she moaned and shouted his name. She pumped her hips to meet his quickened tempo and her heart rate climbed along with her unbridled pleasure. She was on the brink of climax as he changed directions and guided her hips in deep small circles continuing the pressure to her sensitive spot. The heel of his palm pressed against her engorged clit sent her crashing into a quaking climax.

  “Oh, Jason.”

  He took hold of her torso and pulled her upward with a rush of water. Her arms were around his neck as she rode out her orgasm. Fisting his hair, their mouths joined as they climaxed together.

  “Damn it. I’m never going to be able to let you go.”

  *****

  Stephanie’s heart continued to pound in her chest as they walked back through the waterfall. The desert sun, now high in the sky, beat down on her tan skin. But there was more weighing on her shoulders than the sun. His words in the hot tub had her confused. Was it an empty statement made in the heat of passion? No. She hadn’t known him long, but she’d learned from his direct style that Jason Royce was not one to mince words. He said what he meant. Period.

  Maybe her earlier assumption was false. Maybe he wanted the same thing she did, the trust and honesty of love. There was just one way to find out. It was time to divulge her secret. If there was something more than lust developing between them, she needed to remove that obstacle. It was time to tell Jason that she was in fact divorced and she prayed he would understand her deception. She wrapped a towel around her body, tucked it under her arms and handed one to Jason.

  “It’s getting hot, why don’t we get out of the sun and sit in the cabana. I think we both need to cool down a little,” Jason said placing his hand at the small of her back.

  “That’s just what I was thinking. I want to talk to you about something.”

  A cell phone chiming from the table between the lounge chairs interrupted their conversation. He looked over his shoulder at the phone’s display.

  “Shit. Sorry, sweetheart. It’s just a force of habit, but now that I’ve looked, I have to grab this call. Pour me something cold? I’ll be right in.”

  Stephanie headed toward the cabana but eavesdropped on his conversation. “I told you that I’m out of pocket this weekend,” Jason roared into the phone. “What’s so important that it can’t wait until Monday? Right. Right. Shit! Okay, set up a conference call in one hour.”

  Stephanie sat on the sofa and watched him sheepishly walk into the cabana.

  “It’s an emergency. I have to get dressed and go over to the hotel for a conference call.” He walked behind the sofa and put his hands on her shoulders. Leaning over the back of the sofa, he kissed her neck. “I’m so sorry. What did you want to talk about? I have some time before I need to go.”

  Stephanie raised her head to him. “Oh, it’s nothing that can’t wait. Really. We can talk later.”

  “You’re sure?”

  She nodded and he gave her a quick kiss.

  “Why don’t you relax at the pool and I’ll be back in a couple of hours. I think you’ll like what I have planned for tonight,” he said as he leaned down and kissed her.

  “Another surprise? I’m growing to like surprises. I don’t think I’ll stay here all day though. I’m going to take a walk on The Strip and check out the shops at Caesars.”

  Jason frowned. “I would really like to know that you’re safe and sound here at The Gates. We’ll go shopping tomorrow.”

  Stephanie laughed. “Believe it or not, I shop by myself all the time. I’m perfectly capable of walking around The Strip in broad daylight unsupervised.”

  Jason took a deep breath and let it out slowly.