Late Night Caller (Vegas After Dark #2) Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)
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“Journey, do you know how fucking worried I’ve been about you?” Nico answers the phone with fire in his voice, and I’m not ashamed to say that my thighs clench, remembering that voice when we’re in bed together.

“Nico, I lost track of time. Delaney came over and, well, the cleaning of my closet commenced, and wine happened.” Nico is probably thinking the worst. Well, here I am, talking about the most mundane things around.

“Fuck, cazzo di cristo.” Fucking Christ, he says in Italian. If his mother heard him right now, she’d snatch him by his ear and drag him into the kitchen to put soap in his mouth, then she’d demand he say one hundred Hail Marys. How do I know all of this? Well, for one, Nico usually saves those words for when we’re in bed, his body consuming mine.

“I’m sorry, Nico, truly,” I admit, hoping to calm him in some way. Whatever he has going on lately, it’s not good. He hasn’t said a word, but he doesn’t need to. The way he’s worrying right now, plus the five missed calls on my phone when usually there would only be one and maybe a text message. Something is definitely brewing, and not in a good way.

“It’s going to be your ass, Journey, mark my words. The next time I’m at your place or you’re at mine, I’m going to tie your wrists together at your lower back, your body will be across my thighs, completely bare to me, and your ass is going to be mine in more than one way,” he groans on the other end of the line. I’m pretty sure he was trying to make that sound like a threat. Too bad for him it didn’t work, leaving me wet between my legs.

“Nico, if you’re trying to make me come with your words alone, you’re doing a great job of it,” I lighten the mood, though Nico isn’t taking the bait. There’s silence on the other end of the line. You could literally hear a pin drop, and as far as his breathing goes, it’s as if he’s hung up or something. I move the phone from my ear, looking at the screen before replacing it, “Nico?”

“I’m here. You’re lucky work has me consumed, or I’d drop everything I’m doing and work your body until you’re slick with sweat, body trembling, ass rising, begging for more of my hand to meet your skin.” I transfer my weight from one foot to the other.

“Nico.” My eyes slide close as I envision him doing exactly what he’s promising. The only thing I’m unaware of is how he’d place me over his lap. With my fingers grazing the floor, or would Nico be naked in almost a reverse-cowgirl position, my body open to his length as the palm of his hands rain down on the curve of my ass?

“Fuck, you’d like that, wouldn’t you, Journey. That’s going to happen as soon as I can have another day like today. The two of us, no one bothering me with work, just you and me.” If he thinks for one moment that I won’t be taking care of myself the second this conversation is over, he’ll be wrong. The shower, my fingers, and my imagination most assuredly will be happening.

“I can’t wait for that day to come,” I reply. Early today, it was like a dream. I got the Nico that I know and love, not the hard-ass.

“Me neither. Now, tell me, are you okay, truly?” He switches the subject almost a little too abruptly for my taste, and if he didn’t mean well, I’d call him out on it. That’s not the case tonight, though.

“I am. Having you here most of the day really helped. Add a little bit of purging from my system, good company in the form of Delaney along with carbs and wine, and I’m better. A lot really. Today was a good day.” There’s only one thing that could make this day amazing. But I’m not going to put that on Nico, not with the line of work that takes him away during the nights.

“Alright, you’ll call me if anything changes?” His voice deepens, the authoritative side shining through.

“I will, and this time, I’ll have my phone right next to me, should you call again.” I look at my closet once more. The bags of clothes to donate take up half of the floor space. The women’s shelter will be happy when I drop the clothes off. A smile takes over, making me feel a bit at peace after the events that have taken place.

“Get some sleep. I’ll check on you later.” He doesn’t tell me if he’ll make it here tonight, and I try not to get my hopes up that he will.

“Good night, Nico, see you soon.” I wait until the line goes dead before it’s time for me to get ready for bed, secretly hoping I’ll wake up with Nico’s body pressed against mine once again.


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