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I flopped back on the couch, my body still humming with unfulfilled desire. “Really?” I muttered to the empty room. “Right in the middle of… that p>
I glanced at the money in my hand, counting the crisp bills. Nine hundred dollars. Alexander had handed it over like a pocket change, barely giving it a second thought.
“Who just casually hands out hundreds like that?” I shook my head, smoothing out the bills. The gesture touched me, though – he wanted to ensure I’d be safe exploring independently. Despite our arrangement, he showed genuine concern.
A small smile crept across my face as I remembered how he’d kissed me before rushing out. Even in his hurry, he’d reminded me to call if anything happened.
“It’s just business,” I reminded myself firmly, though my racing heart suggested otherwise. He was simply being practical, ensuring his “girlfriend” was taken care of while he handled whatever urgent
matter Leo had called about.
“Focus, Madison,” I muttered. “This is just an arrangement. Don’t read too much into his thoughtfulness p>
But my body still tingled from his touch, my core aching with need after being left on the edge. The memory of his tongue between my legs made me squirm. God, the way he’d devoured me like a man
starving.
I pressed my thighs together, trying to calm the throb between them. The whole morning had been intense – from the moment he’d pushed me against the wall to his commanding voice ordering me to bend over to that incredible spanking that still had my ass burning pleasantly.
My hand unconsciously drifted to my breast, where he’d pinched and teased my nipples. Even through my bra, I could feel how sensitive they still were. And the way he’d made me beg for his cock. Heat flooded my cheeks at the memory of the filthy words he’d drawn from my lips.
“Damn it.” I stood up abruptly. Sitting here replaying our encounter wasn’t helping my frustrated
state.
I smoothed down my clothes and checked my reflection in the mirror, My lips were still swollen from wrapping them around Alexander’s cock, my hair slightly mussed from his grip. With a few quick moves, I fixed my appearance into something presentable.
I took a deep breath and stepped out of the resort, the warm sun immediately hitting my face. The vibrant energy of Las Vegas pulsed all around me, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. I’d never been here before, and everything felt larger than life.
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The Strip sprawled out in front of me like a never–ending carnival. Neon lights flashed even in daylight, advertisements for shows and casinos beckoned from every corner, and a cacophony of sounds filled the air – laughter, honking cars, snippets of music from street performers. I felt like a candy store kid with too many choices.
At first, I wandered aimlessly, just taking it all in. The Bellagio’s fountains were putting on a show, the water dancing in sync with some classical music I couldn’t quite place.
Tourists gathered around, phones held high to capture the moment. I squeezed in between two groups and watched for a while, mesmerized by its precision and beauty.
Once the show concluded, I was attracted to one of the numerous souvenir shops that dotted the street. I ducked inside, greeted by an overwhelming assortment of gaudy trinkets–miniature replicas of famous casinos, tacky T–shirts with questionable slogans, keychains shaped like dice- all delightfully tacky.
“Welcome! Are you looking for anything specific?” the shopkeeper called out as I browsed through a rack of hats that proclaimed, ‘I Heart Vegas p>
“Just looking,” I replied with a smile. My fingers lingered on a particularly garish feathered boa before deciding against it. Maybe next time.
Alexander
I drummed my fingers against the marble counter of the lobby, scanning the crowded space for Leo’s familiar face. The usual Vegas crowd milled about – tourists with oversized cameras, business types glued to their phones, and the occasional celebrity trying to blend in behind designer sunglasses.
“Hey!” Leo’s voice cut through the noise. He appeared beside me, looking way too pleased with himself. “Man, you won’t believe what I found out p>
“Try me,
“I said, leading us toward a quieter corner near the exotic fish tank. “What did your security friend say p>
“Well, first off, Abigail checked in exactly two hours and seventeen minutes after you did.” Leo pulled out his phone, scrolling through notes. “And get this – she specifically requested the suite across from yours. ”
“Fuck.” I ran a hand through my hair. “How the hell did she know I’d be here p>
“That’s the million–dollar question, isn’t it?” Leo leaned against the wall, crossing his arms, Maybe she’s got a crystal ball. Or, you know, someone feeding her information p>
“Real helpful, Leo p>
“Hey, I’m just saying. Rich guy like you, staying at a competitor’s resort? That’s bound to raise
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I glanced around the lobby, suddenly aware of how many eyes could be watching. Vegas had eyes everywhere in the chandeliers, behind the paintings, and probably in those damn fake plants too.
“Tell me you got the CCTV footage.” I kept my voice low.
Leo’s face lit up like he’d won the jackpot. “Olf, you’re gonna love this. Got everything from every angle. Want the highlight reel p>
“Anyone visit her suite p>
“That’s where it gets interesting.” Leo jerked his head toward a service corridor. “Come on, man. Security room’s this way p>
I followed Leo through a maze of service corridors, past housekeepers and kitchen staff hauling carts
of room service leftovers. The security room looked exactly like you’d expect – wall–to–wall monitors, terrible fluorescent lighting, and the distinct smell of three–day–old coffee.
“Meet Rick.” Leo gestured to a guy who looked like he lived on energy drinks and conspiracy
theories. “He’s our guy on the inside p>
Rick barely glanced up from his screens. “Mr. Knight. Heard a lot about you p>
“All lies, I’m sure.” I pulled up a chair. “Show me what you’ve got.
Rick’s fingers flew across the keyboard. “So here’s your floor from last night.” Multiple camera angles popped up on the main screen. “And there’s the mystery visitor p>
I leaned forward, studying the grainy footage. At 12:43 PM, a tall man in a tailored suit entered Abigail’s suite. The timestamp in the corner ticked forward as we watched. 1
The feed showed nothing else until 7:15 AM when the same figure emerged, his suit wrinkled and tie loose around his neck.
“Well, someone had a long night.” I tapped the screen. “Any idea who our mystery man is p>
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