Madison
The drive back to the resort was quiet, but Alexander's hand never left my thigh. His fingers traced lazy circles on my skin, inching higher with each pass until I had to cross my legs to maintain my composure.
"Las Vegas is beautiful at night," he said, his breath hot against my ear. "The lights, the energy... I want to show you everything." His hand squeezed my thigh. "We could go out this evening and explore the city."
I tried to focus on the passing scenery instead of how his touch made my body react. "That sounds nice, Mr. Knight."
"The view from the High Roller is spectacular." His fingers dipped between my thighs. "Though not as spectacular as the view I had this morning."
Heat flooded my cheeks as memories of our morning activities flashed through my mind. "I should ca
