Page 217 of Sinfully Savage Mafia

She steps out, hugging her arms around herself but staring straight at Alek with a defiant look that tells him she doesn’t give a damn that he just saw her in a pretty compromising position. The bright pink spots in her cheeks tell me something different.

I want to get her back into that compromising position as quickly as possible.

After tonight, who knows how many more people are gonna want me dead?

And the more appropriate question is, will any of them actually achieve that goal?

“I’m going to leave you to the rest of your night, somewhere else,” Alek says with one final glare in my direction. He grabs the vodka and heads for the back of the apartment.

I grin at Jaelyn. “Pretty eventful day, huh?”

She sticks a hand on one hip and cocks her head to the side. “And it’s not even over. Do I want to ask what happens next?”

“I can tell you some of my ideas,” I say, nuzzling her neck. “But I don’t like spoilers.”

“Listen, I really think we need to find Nate. He’s pissed as hell and I don’t want him to do anything stupid, like try to blow up your hotel.”

“I’m a big boy and I can handle your brother. You, on the other hand,” I say, smacking her ass. “Still need to be tamed. And it’s gonna take a long time, lots of grueling hours. He’ll just have to sit tight while he waits for our meeting tomorrow.”

“He’s not one for waiting,” she says, biting her lower lip. “If I were you, I’d be afraid. Very freaking afraid.”

“Look, right now there’s no shortage of people in Vegas who want to cut my wrists and throw me into a tank of man-eating sharks. I should be doing a lot of things to protect myself, but what I really want to do isyou. So we’re going back to the Excelsior where I’ll come clean with my brother Matteo about what’s happening right now since he’s topping that list of people. Then I’m gonna take you up to my place and fuck you until you black out from coming so hard.”

“I should make you drive to Nate’s place,” she breathes as I nip at her ear. “So you can apologize for being an ass.”

“But?”

“But I’m a little afraid of what he might do to me after he takes care of you.” A teasing smile lifts her lips and she tightens her arms around me. “So I’m thinking that a blackout is a far superior option.”

I take her lower lip between my teeth and suck it gently before dipping my tongue into her hungry mouth. “Mm,” I mumble against her lips. “Let’s go because I’m starving, and the only food I want isyou.”

The car ride back to the Excelsior is fast, mainly because Jae’s hand was stuck down my pants, tag-teaming with her lips. My cock swells against my jeans, dying for release as we pull up to the hotel and hordes of people are crowded at the entrance.

I groan. Great, I love walking around with my dick ready to explode out of my pants.

A blue haze clouds my vision, and I decide the meeting with Matteo can wait until I can see clearly again.

I jump out of the car, drop the keys into one of the valet’s hands as he salutes me, and pull open Jaelyn’s door. I shift her around so that she’s in front of me as we walk since I have nothing else to hide what’s happening below my waist. I trail kisses along the back of her neck as we get into the revolving door and push into the ornate lobby.

It’s packed with people loitering, drinking, and generally enjoying their night at the hottest hotel on the Strip.

Sorry, Alek…

I snake an arm around Jaelyn’s waist as we make a path for ourselves.

“Private elevator is at the back of the casino,” I murmur. “Just a few more minutes and we’ll be?—”

“Jaelyn!”

A deep, angry voice yells her name from somewhere in the vast space. The harsh voice not only startles us, but everyone around us. I turn to the right to see where it’s coming from and I roll my eyes when I see Nate stomping across the polished marble tile floor.

I hold up a hand. “Listen, Nate, just calm down, okay? Let’s talk about this like?—”

Whack!

It happens so fast, I don’t even see it coming. I only hear the whizz in the air as his fist cracks against my jaw. I fly backward into a tall potted plant near the entrance and it tumbles over, the ceramic pot shattering as it hits the ground. I stagger around as I try to get my footing, finally swaying to my feet as he approaches.

I step left and right, not finding balance at all before he takes another swing. This time, I manage to duck under his fist, collapsing against one of the reception desks.

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