Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 58090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
She and Tori laughed together, and something inside of me ached. I used to be the one who would make her laugh. When we first met, she had a thankless job at a casino. I was her escape. I could make her laugh and giggle just as easily as I could make her moan and scream out my name.
It was a long time ago, but even from across the room, I could hear the echo of the sweet sound playing from memory.
I jolted from my thoughts as a hand ran across my back. I whipped around and found Elise—the girl with the killer hips—smiling up at me with a dark, lusty look in her eyes. She looked like a tiger ready to pounce on its prey. “Hey, handsome!”
I offered her a polite smile. “Hey there.”
“I knew you’d come back. You want me to see if we can get the same room as before?”
Wow, this girl doesn’t play around.
“Nah. I’m actually on the way out.”
She pouted as she walked her fingers up my chest. “Why are you leaving so soon? Did one of these other bitches get to you before I had a chance?” She stared up at me, her head cocked as though she could read my thoughts if she tried hard enough. Like I was a puzzle to her. “I was hoping you’d come back and play with me some more.”
I captured her fingers and pressed a soft kiss to the back of her hand. “Tonight was all business, baby. I’m sure you understand.”
Her lower lip protruded a hair further as she looked up into my eyes. “You sure?”
I chuckled. “Yeah. Next time?”
I doubted there would be a next time. Now that I was in with Richie and the Sanderson crew, I could get in contact with them long enough to plan the delivery of the weapons without needing to return to the club. Which would also leave me time to find out what the fuck Tori was doing here.
“You know it,” she said, giggling as she sauntered away, shaking those damn hips with each step. She peeked over her shoulder to make sure I was watching, smirked when she caught me staring and blew me a kiss.
I waved as she rounded the corner and then returned my attention to the bar.
Tori was nowhere in sight.
CHAPTER NINE
Tori
The rest of the night passed quickly. Once I placed the order, I went out to the bar to relieve Sydney to have her final break of the night. Most of the club members were in private rooms by now, and the few that lingered on the floor probably should go to private rooms. My cheeks burned as I watched a pair of particularly impassioned women going at it in their skimpy dresses. A flood of heat washed over me and settled between my thighs before I turned away from them. It had been way too long since I’d been with anyone.
In another life, I was quite the hit-it-and-quit-it girl. I lived for one-nighters with hot men. It was just a game to me. I’d even swung the other way for a night here and there.
After everything went to shit, and I ended up in the witness protection program and relocated from Vegas to fucking Kentucky, I’d gone through a string of men. However, one night, I woke up from a nightmare, and the guy beside me asked who Tori was. He claimed that I’d been mumbling, “I’m Tori, I’m not Avery!” in my sleep.
I realized I couldn’t be trusted. So I played it off, telling him I had no idea who he was talking about. He never believed me, but he let it go, made an excuse to leave in the middle of the night, and I never saw him again.
After that, I decided it wasn’t worth the risk. I had a few hookups in dance club bathrooms, but I never took anyone home with me—or went home with them. Eventually, the appeal of hot, spur-of-the-moment, bathroom sex wore off, and I lost interest. I wasn’t opposed to one-night stands, but it wasn’t fun when I had to devise a lame excuse to get them to leave my bed—or to leave theirs—before I could sleep.
Also, the fear I’d blow my cover in the middle of a night terror about some mob guy running me down with a machine gun kept me from letting my guard down long enough to let loose.
But it was hard to work in such a sexually charged environment and not be gettin’ any.
And those two bitches on the floor were making out again, tangled together, their tits heaving as they panted and gasped for air in between frantic kisses. Ugh. The taller one, with long, dark hair, tugged down the top of the other’s dress, and her perfectly sized tit popped out. I clenched my thighs as I watched her tease the blonde’s nipple with her beautifully manicured fingers. I sucked in a sharp breath when she stooped over to lick the pert tittie with the tip of her tongue.