A Summer Affair (SAMPLE! NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON)

4- Leilani (EDITED)

I'm a nervous wreck.

I paced back and forth outside the doors of the Bellagio, debating with myself about if I should go inside and look for him. Each time someone walked past me, they asked, 'Are you okay?' With my response always being, 'I'm okay. I'm just trying to decide if I really want to have my brains fucked out by this extremely gorgeous man who makes my insides feel like they're a mess whenever I see him. That's all.'

I had to laugh. I couldn't believe my response to those strangers as they probably thought I was on some sort of wacky drug. All because after I responded, they all gave me a funny look. I shrugged off the funny faces while they turned and went about their business.

I didn't care. It's not like I'll ever see them, people, again.

I looked at my phone, saw it was after eleven and closed my eyes.

I can't believe I'm about to do this.

I opened the door. I walked inside, and as I listened to the surrounding slot machines singing away, I kept my eyes on the lookout for him, still asking myself if I knew what I was doing, with me also answering my own question with, no, I don't.

I didn't see him anywhere, not even at the blackjack tables where I've found him a couple of times. Which had me thinking he was all talk. I relaxingly sighed, thinking, good, and I'm glad. Because this just solved the dilemma I had myself in. Now I can go back to my room and listen to my drunk friends who are passed out once again, snoring all night.

While turning around to head back to the exit doors, I bumped into someone standing directly behind me. My head was down, and when their hands gripped my hips, I looked up. Suddenly, I felt the whole world starting to spin. It was him, and he looked sexier than ever.

"Going somewhere?"

I slowly shook my head no.

I lied.

Honestly, I was leaving, but I didn't want to tell him that, making it look like I was a chicken. "I-I was looking for you."

He chuckled. "Over here?"

"You weren't where you said you would be, so I started walking around, figuring I would eventually run into you."

"I was right where I said I would be, and I watched you walk right past me," he winked.

God, can he be any more charming? The way he winks and smiles at me has me feeling like I'm in a dream. I never knew men like him ever existed.

"Oh, I must have had something on my mind."

He tightened his grip around me, pulled me tighter against him, and suddenly felt like I was a teenager again, like when I found out a boy I liked in school liked me too. My heart was racing, making my body feel numb. I was also feeling weak from the way he was looking me in the eye. It had me feeling as if I were about to faint in his arms.

He smiled, quietly and sincerely asking, "Me?"

Damn. His boyish smile is causing my ovaries to overreact and my panties to feel like they're dripping wet.

I swallowed hard. Hard enough for him to notice that he leaned into my ear and whispered, "Don't worry, I don't bite... hard."

I swallowed again.

"If you don't bite, then what is it that you do?"

"Nibble, lick and tease. I love watching a woman squirm, pant, and beg for more while devouring their body. It lets me know I'm doing something right, and it also lets me know that they're enjoying every bit of what I'm doing to them."