No Reservations - Megan Hart [86]
'Let's see if we can find Bingo and Leah. I feel like we should all be together when we hit midnight. Oh, but wait.' He handed her the fabric bundle he'd been carrying in his pocket. 'That dress is short enough that any man in here can get a glimpse of that succulent pussy if you cross your legs or raise your arms over your head.
She rolled her eyes but got them back on, even as a couple sitting nearby watched her do it with surprised gazes.
Kate, his love, just winked at them and stood. 'Shall we go look then?' She pulled out her phone and texted. Moments later she received a text back. 'They're in the eighties room. They'll meet us near the bar. Come on, it's ten minutes to twelve.'
Um yeah, totally engaged in sexual relations,' she said quietly to Dix, who chuckled.
Leah had the FFG, freshly fucked glow, and Brandon looked like the boy from Iowa who just got his crank yanked in the middle of Las Vegas on New Year's Eve. The world was a beautiful place.
'Nice FFG,' Leah said first and Kate laughed.
You too. Floozy.'
'You know it.'
'Damn, I was gonna say cradle robber and I shot my wad on floozies.'
Leah tipped her glass, touching it to Kate's. 'Next time. For now, Happy New Year.'
'It totally is. Congratulations, you know. You two are good together. He loves you. Not who he can make you into, not who you should be according to a book or magazine. He loves you for who you are. That's pretty awesome.'
Leah smiled and Kate saw love written all over her friend's face, it is. For both of us. All those lemons and in the span of less than a year, we find the right stuff.'
if you're going to make out with her, can we watch?' Dix asked.
Brandon nodded enthusiastically. Kate and Leah just looked at each other and continued talking.
The room got very noisy and then hushed as the clock hit the thirty-second mark. Kate turned to Dix and gulped the last of her champagne before reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck.
By the time the room had counted back to one, his lips were on hers, his tongue sliding in like it was meant to. Her own caressing it, welcoming it as his heart beat against where she pressed herself to him. Her heart in time with his.
Happy New Year, darling Kate. Now let's go back to the room. I want to fuck you, bathe you, order room service, blow you and sleep until noon.'
'We have a flight out at ten. So none of that sleeping until noon business. But I can sleep on the plane. I'm not giving up all the other stuff you just mentioned.'
You're like my Santa list all rolled into one person. You know that?' He briefly looked up towards Brandon and Leah. 'We're out of here. Heading back to the room. Weil try not to be so loud people call the cops. See you two in a few hours.'
She waved over her shoulder as he pulled her from the room, even as she laughed and tried not to trip over her shoes.
Chapter 20
New Year's Eve in Vegas. There was nothing like it. Well, maybe a Roman orgy might've been something like it. There was more action going on in this room than there'd been downstairs at the fetish con.
Brandon's mouth tasted sweet on Leah's as balloons fell from the ceiling and the clock struck midnight. Somewhere not far from them, Kate and Dix were kissing too, but for now Leah concentrated on Brandon's hands on her waist and the slide of his tongue on hers. They kissed until it was twelve-oh-one.
'Happy New Year,' Brandon said.
'Same to you.' She stood on her tiptoes to kiss him lightly, once more.
Though the party wasn't over - hell, in Vegas was it ever over? — Kate and Dix were heading back up to the room. Since Brandon and Leah had already spent the past couple hours in the suite taking advantage of the privacy, Leah felt morally obligated to give her friend the same amount of time. They'd all managed to change their flights so they could leave together, and she knew getting to the airport tomorrow by 10 a.m. would be pure