Chapter 37: Chapter 37

She knew he was going to kiss her, and she had plenty of time to pull away before he did, but she didn’t. Instead, she parted her lips, allowing him access inside her mouth as she hungrily tasted him.

This was a mistake—kissing him, being alone with him in her room,

but she couldn’t find the will to push him away. His admission had taken

her by surprise. She’d never expected him to acknowledge his behavior, let alone apologize for it. She’d also never expected him to accuse her of being jealous, but there was no point in denying it because they both knew the truth. She’d been jealous. And the only reason why she was even jealous was because she did indeed want him. Had for a long time, and apparently she was just too tired to fight it any longer.

She’d expended so much of her energy pushing him away for so long that it was almost a relief to give in. In the back of her mind, she heard the protest that she didn’t wanted to be added to this playboy’s list of playthings, but she ignored her conscience. Jasmine and Dafina were right. This was Vegas and she was with a handsome man who wanted to fuck her. Who the hell cared if he chased after everything in a skirt? She deserved to have a little fun and if Lucas was providing it then who was she to complain.

Twining her arms behind his neck, she held him closer, their lips and bodies fusing together as he backed her to the bed and pressed her deep into the soft mattress. His hands roamed all over her, caressing and

teasing as he stoked a small fire inside her.

She let out a soft gasp when he pulled away to stand to his feet. He smiled down at her. “I’m not going anywhere. Just getting a bit more comfortable.”

His words didn’t register in her brain until he began to unbutton his dress shirt. Her next breath hitched in her chest when he undid the last button and let his shirt fall to the floor. Hard planes of muscle bunched beneath bronzed skin as he stood before her like a living Adonis. She could have died a happy woman with just that glimpse of perfection but then he unbuckled his pants, and pushed them down his thick strong thighs, revealing the most beautiful cock she’d ever seen.

She stared mesmerized by his stiff member, thick and long, as it jutted out from its nest of curly dark hair to point directly at her. She shuffled off the bed and lowered herself to her knees before him. He seemed to want to protest, but she never gave him the chance when she took his hard length in her hand and guided it into her mouth.

“Yolanda,” he rasped as he slid his hand into her hair, to cup the back of her head. She closed her eyes, savoring the salty taste of his

precum as it beaded on her tongue. He was so large that it was

impossible to take him all the way inside her mouth, but she easily set a rhythm, as she ran her tongue along the crown of his cock, while she gently massaged the heavy sacks between his legs.

She delighted in the sound of his harsh breathing as she took him deeper and deeper down her throat, her tongue drawing lazy circles up and down his length as she sucked gently.

He called her name again, his hand clutching her head tighter.

There was something about the ragged moans that escaped his lips as he desperately said her name that sent heat pooling at her center.

When deep shudders began to jolt his body, she knew that he was close to coming, close to losing control and she worked her mouth faster, sucking vigorously as she did her best to take more of his large size deeper into her mouth.

“I’m about to come,” he groaned as his hands gripped her head.

She felt him tugging at her hair, but she didn’t relinquish her hold on him.

She would have eagerly finished what she’d started had he not pushed at her shoulders at the same time he drew back his hips.

“Not like this,” he said in answer to the question in her wide eyes. “I want to come inside you this first time,” he said in a husky whisper as he dragged her to her feet.

Enclosing her in his arms, he once again claimed her lips in a probing searing kiss. Her body, which was already aflame, raged like an inferno as the heat of their passion consumed her.

She was lost so deep in the intensity of the moment, that she didn’t realize he’d untied the belt around her waist until she felt the robe pool at her feet.

“Beautiful,” he whispered reverently and she lifted her gaze, expecting to see his eyes sweeping her body, but instead she found herself staring into his gorgeous sea green eyes. There was something in them, an emotion that gave her pause and for just a second she hesitated.

“Lucas—”

That’s as far as she got when he swept her up into his arms, and gently lowered her onto the bed. Covering her with his powerful body, he settled between her parted thighs.

He held her gaze, his eyes conveying the intimacy of the moment, but he didn’t acknowledge it, at least not with words. Instead he used his body as he pressed forward, the tip of his hard cock slipping inside her wet center.

“Look at me,” he growled out when she closed her eyes. “Look at me as I enter you.” She snapped her gaze to his face as she locked her legs behind his back and stared into his eyes as he pressed his thick length deep inside her, until he couldn’t go any further.

“Oh, Lucas,” she moaned, fighting to keep her eyes trained on him as her sticky warmth gushed out of her to coat his dick, easing his journey inside her tight passage.

Gripping his broad shoulders, she held on as he rocked gently, letting her slowly adjust to the size of him. But as she gradually stretched to accommodate him, he moved faster, sending his hard length tunneling deeper inside her.

Unable to hold his intense gaze any longer, she let her head fall back as she rocked her hips up off the bed, eagerly meeting his hard thrusts.

Hot shocks of pleasure whipped across her skin, with each stroke and she

dug her nails deeper into his shoulders as the heat of her orgasm steadily built inside her.

It was as if he knew exactly what her body needed, as he surged harder into her, his pounding strokes faster and deeper. The sound of their sweat drenched bodies slapping together echoed in the room, as the musky scent of sweat and sex permeated the air.

The harder pace, caused him to drive deeper inside her and she felt lust clawing at her belly as she approached the zenith of completion

“That’s it baby. Come for me. Coat my cock with those sweet juices from your pussy.” He slammed into her with brutal thrusts, the head of the bed banging violently against the wall with the force of their lovemaking.

Tears gathered in her eyes as he pummeled harder inside her, her channel tightening around him as the first tremor of her climax soared through her.

“Lucas!” She cried out as she jerked her hips off the bed, and finally did give in to the full onslaught of her orgasm as it erupted inside her.

As the muscles of her sex clenched around him, she felt Lucas’ control snap as he plowed inside her on a final thrust, and then joined her in the euphoria of her climax as he exploded inside her. The warmth of his seed flooded her insides at the same time he called out her name on a tortured roar of completion.

More wet heat poured from her sheath, mingling with the evidence of his climax, as they both collapsed against the bed, their breathing labored.

Ignoring the crushing weight of his body, she kept her legs wrapped around him, as she gently stroked his sweat slick body until his harsh pants quieted.

“You have to let me go, if you don’t want me to suffocate you.” He chuckled.

“It’s okay,” she whispered, but she released him anyway, letting him tug her over to rest atop his muscled frame. Bracing her against his body with one arm, he pulled the comforter over them, as they laid there; the distant hum of the crush of people and cars along The Strip was the

only sound that floated into the room from the open window.

With her head resting against his chest, she closed her eyes and let herself be lulled to sleep by the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, as she pushed aside all the worries and doubts that she knew she would have to deal with—but she would deal with them later. For now she would just enjoy being in the arms of a gorgeous man who’d given her one of the most powerful orgasms she’d ever experienced in her entire life. As she drifted off to sleep, she finally understood why women were obsessed with Lucas. If she hadn’t experienced it herself, she would have never believed it, but yes, it was true. Lucas Gordon did indeed have a cock made of gold.