Page 44 of Bad Habit
“Tomorrow, then,” he said. “Instead of going out on the town our first night, I thought maybe we’d stay in. Relax after our long drive. That sound okay?”
“Perfect.”
“Not disappointed?”
I shook my head. “How could I be disappointed? Already, this trip has been so much more than I ever dreamed. Even if we went back to San Francisco this minute, I wouldn’t be disappointed.”
As I leaned against the balcony railing, he ran his hand lightly down my back, tracing from my neck all the way to stop at the hollow just above my bottom. “There isn’t anything you were hoping to do that’s left undone?” His words, whispered over my ear, made me tremble.
“Maybe one thing…” My heart rate accelerated.
“Then let’s go up to the room.”
My legs felt wobbly as he guided me to the elevator, and when we got back to the room, I crossed to the window. The sun was setting, making the lights of the city more prominent. Las Vegas was a Christmas tree of a city.
Mac opened the door to the bedroom. “Ready?”
I spun around. “Oh. Right now? Okay.” Nerves scrambled inside me.
He grinned as he crossed the room. “I wasn’t talking to you, Faith.”
“Then who?”
“I’ve arranged another surprise. There are two women here to help you relax and indulge.” He poured two glasses of wine, sat on one of the sofas, and gestured for me to join him.
“There are other women?” I whispered once I’d sat down. “In thebedroom?” Nerves tightened the back of my neck, my shoulders, my stomach. I felt sick. Was Mac planning an orgy? That seemed pretty advanced for my first sexual outing.
I drank my wine quickly, searching for courage.
“They’re massage therapists.” He stroked my cardigan-covered arm. “I thought we should get massages to help us relax after our long drive and your shopping spree.”
“Oh! I’ve never had a massage.” I crossed my arms over my belly, hoping to push back the nerves.
“You’re going to love it,” Mac said. “At least I hope so.” He leaned forward. “Listen. I think we should set some ground rules for our stay here. We probably already should have.”
I nodded. Ground rules. I knew the first one I’d suggest: Mac had to stop spending so much money.
“First rule,” he said. “I’m the sin consultant, but you’re in charge.”
I shook my head. “Oh, I can’t.” Did he mean I had to take the lead? With the sex? “I don’t know what to do…”
He smiled. “Don’t worry. You don’t have to make any decisions, not unless you want to, except for the most important one.”
“What’s that?”
“Well.” His finger traced down my arm, and I released my grip on my belly to let him take my hands. “I know you want to push your boundaries, try new things.”
“I’ve already done that.”
He rubbed his thumb over the back of my hand, and it sent a ripple of pleasure flowing through me. “This is important.”
I nodded.
“You can stop me. Stop all of this. Anytime. If it’s too much. If you’re not having fun. Just say so.”
“Okay.” I should have stopped it back in the store.
“You need to promise me.” He held up his hand. “Hold on a sec.”
