About Last Night (Vegas After Dark #4) Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Drama, Funny, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Vegas After Dark Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
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“You’re an idiot, so angry at a man you barely know, and for what?” I swear the feeling of coming relaxes your body. The anger you were holding on slowly dissipates. Not that I’m even willing to see Madden again, but with my luck, I’m sure I won’t be that fortunate to dodge him. I slowly place the nozzle back on the holder, legs still trembling from the powerfulness of making myself come, worried that if I ever did have Madden on top of me, beneath me, or anywhere in between, he’d ruin me for not only any other man, but he would more than likely wreck me for toys, my hands, and my beloved showerhead.

“Don’t think like that.” I step beneath the water, deciding to wash my hair seeing as how the ends were splashed with the spillage even though I just took care of this process days ago. Men really have no idea how easy they have it. As soon as my hair is saturated, I shut my brain down on any and all things Madden, wash and condition my long tresses, then take care of my face along with my body. Which, by the way, my breasts and center, yeah, those two areas are still crazy sensitive, so much so that my flesh pebbles along the way, even after I shut the water off, grab a towel, and dry off. It’s like the ghost of Madden’s presence is soaking through my body, and he hasn’t even been inside me.

My phone still shows no new calls, texts, or emails that are Jolene related. And since I’m showered, the whole cleaning the house thing has been tossed out the window. Instead, I grab the discarded shirt, tempted to slide it over my head, but even I know that’s not a smart idea. In the dead of night, when no one is around and the sun is down, that’s when I’ll wear it. Maybe it’ll be easier to ignore the fact that Madden is the first man I’ve somewhat been sexually attracted to in years. And doesn’t that just suck for me.

TEN

Madden

“Hi, I’m here for Cooper.” I got the phone call shortly after what I’d like to call the blue balls incident with Hendrix. That fucking woman is full of surprises—stripping down, taking what she wants from me until I’m practically panting like a dog in heat. Then to go for the kill, little does she know, a little pain mixed with my pleasure only makes me that much harder. If I had my way, we would have done a fuck ton more in that parking lot. Her hand would have been wrapped around my cock for one thing, my mouth on her tempting nipples, going after one then the other. My hand sliding down the length of her torso, feeling the way her skin pebbled in desire as I made it to her leggings, the band, the only thing hindering me from the promise of her sweet pussy. Christ, I need to quit thinking about Hendrix and fucking the hell out of her while in public.

“I’ll let the technician know he’s ready for pickup.” She picks up the phone and does something on the computer, I’m assuming pulling up the records and the costs she’s about to charge me.

“Thank you. I know you can’t give out personal information, but can you go ahead and put Jolene’s bill on mine? The golden retriever from earlier this morning?” The lady nods, so I keep going, “I’ll go ahead and pay for her service as well as the overnight stay I know she’s got coming, too.”

“Are you sure about that? The total will be quite the fee along with yours.” I don’t brag about my bank account. I’m not completely well known unless you’re in the gaming world. So, what I have is just that, mine.

“I’m positive. Hendrix isn’t an easy person to apologize to. Maybe this will work in my favor.” I offer up my credit card without asking for the total. I’m paying it either way. It would have been cheaper if Hendrix had at least let me repay her for the coffee. The way she jetted out of the parking lot like the flames of hell were on her feet made it impossible.

“I’m sure she’ll appreciate the gesture.” I hear my boy before I can see him. He’s barking, not in a ‘there’s a person at the door or a dog he wants to play with; it’s a soft noise with a whine that Coop has seen his owner.

“I hope so. Can you leave my number for her, just in case?” I swipe my card just as Cooper comes out to greet me, running into my thigh with the cone around his head. That’s going to make for an interesting week or so.



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