The Bellagio buffet is extraordinary, then we hit the strip. I must say I never expected to spend my first trip to Vegas sober and watching both what I eat and how I take care of myself. But Jen is taking it easy, so that makes it easier. We do a whistle-stop tour of Caesars, The Mirage and Treasure Island, in the warm evening air, stopping at all the attractions. This place is like a giant Disney for adults; it’s great fun. We go back towards the Bellagio on the other side of the strip and call in at the Venetian to wander around the canals and take a gondola ride, then after stopping briefly in Paris, we cross back and watch the fountains do their show before retiring to our hotel for the night. We walk through the casino with only mild interest and stroll through Via Bellagio window shopping the designer boutiques, then settle in at the Lily Bar for a nightcap.
Exhausted, I smile at Danny laughing with his friends. He smiles softly back at me and finishes his drink.
“I think I’m going to take my beautiful wife up to bed,” he says finishing his drink.
“She’s not officially your wife yet buddy,” teases Scott.
“Hey, watch your mouth!” Danny snipes back with a wry smile, but I can tell he’ll be happier tomorrow when Scott can’t say a word. “Ready?” He offers me his hand and pulls me out of the oh-so-comfy seat.
We say our goodnights and find the lifts. I really am tired, it hit me like a ton of bricks as soon as we stopped moving. I stifle a yawn as we wait and Danny wraps his arm around me.
“Tired?” he asks, trying to conceal his real question, it’s been days.
I nod as we step into the waiting lift. I see his shoulders sag slightly from the corner of my eye and smirk. I may be on the verge of sleep, but for him, I’ll always find reserves. As soon as the doors close, I turn to him, deliberately and quite aggressively palming his crotch as I probe his lips with my tongue. He groans, surprised and overwhelmed, gasping when I break my seal of his mouth. “Jesus.” He rasps while I tease him through his trousers. The lift dings and I turn away from him, allowing him to pull me close to cover his obvious erection.
I nod at the older couple who join us in the lift and Danny does his best to look un-phased, bless him. He has his arms slung casually around my waist and my hands rest over his, only I can hear his laboured breathing as he pants softly in my ear. The couple are to our right and slightly forward, so I press Danny further into the back wall and swivel my hips against him.
“Fuck,” he whispers.
I turn and give him an innocent peck on the cheek. The lady beside me smiles, warmed by our ‘young couple in love’ cuteness. Maybe she wouldn’t be so amiable if she could see the rock-hard bulge pressing against my arse and my wandering hand, the one she can no longer see, teasing Danny into near insanity.
He sucks air in sharply between his teeth and grunts slightly when I grasp him almost too firmly. He tries to cover it with a cough, but the man has already glanced at him.
“Please.” Danny begs almost silently. He’s begging me to stop in front of these people, but the edge in his voice is also pleading me to keep it up. I don’t think he’d even be able to say which he really means, but I do ease up…a little.
The lift stops at our floor and Danny muscles me out, still clamped to my back. The couple eye us suspiciously, I’m near hysterical.
“Are you trying to get me arrested?” he growls, I laugh but he shuts me up by pressing me into the wall as the doors finally close. His mouth on mine settles my giggles and his iron crotch digging in to me reminds me that I’ve started something that needs to be finished. On the other side of us the lift dings as the other car arrives on our floor, worried that it could be our friends, Danny hustles us along the corridor to our room.
While he fumbles for the key card, I turn in his arms to face him and glance beyond him. It’s just a couple of guys making their way down the corridor towards us, I wrap my arms around his neck and draw him in to a kiss, not caring if strangers see. All the while he is still trying to engage the card in the lock. The men mumble some crass comment as they pass and finally I hear the lock click behind me.
“Thank fuck!” Danny gasps picking me up and hoisting my legs around his waist. He steps through the door, his mouth on mine and bumps me against the wall of the entrance hall while he kicks the door shut behind him.
“Are you going to fuck me into another hotel wall?” I ask.
“I’m tempted.” He says breathlessly, kissing and biting all of my exposed skin. “But I haven’t been inside you in days…” His teeth capture my bottom lip and I groan. “…And I want it to last more than thirty seconds.”
Chapter Twenty-seven
Danny.
You’re everything to me.
Lying awake behind her, I stroke my hand lightly across her stomach and leave it in place. I shake my head at myself as I bite back tears, again! This keeps happening, surely it should be Liv overcome with emotion, I can’t even blame hormones. But the last few days, whenever she sleeps I lie awake and do this. This morning, the Las Vegas sunshine woke me as we forgot to close the drapes after…God, that was amazing last night.
She gave me head in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of our room overlooking the Bellagio fountains. If they attracted the usual crowd, we most definitely had an audience. I suppose the windows are probably tinted, but not knowing for sure didn’t stop her. Then when I bent her over the desk beside the window, it didn’t stop me either.
I pull my mind away from thoughts of last night before I start thinking about waking her up. She is so beautiful sleeping. It’s just so unreal. This thing I’ve wanted since I was so young, since before the knowledge of what I wanted was even fully formed. She’s here in my arms and I can’t believe it. She is the love of my life, she’s taken me back, she loves me exactly like I love her, she is my wife and now she has made it all real, she is having my baby.
I give her a gentle squeeze and she stirs.
“Whoa, it’s bright.” She winces burying her face in the sheets.
I chuckle. “We forgot to close the drapes after your little show,” I tease, kissing the back of her neck.
“My little show? What about you? You actually swept stuff off the desk!”
“Sorry, next time I’ll just let you get the brochure stuck to your face.”
“Hmmm, next time, when will that be?”
I laugh as she turns to me, still squinting at the bright light, but I know that look. “You are insatiable.” I grin, kissing her. I’m the luckiest man alive.
“I’ve missed it that’s all, I’ve been sharing you with a cup for the last week.”
“Well, I’m all yours now.” I move over her and press against her until she groans. I nudge her knees apart and sink straight into her. She moans loudly and pulls me down on top of her, our bare skin pressing together as I start to move. Her fingers dig into my back, keeping me close while she raises her hips to meet me. I start to worry that I’m putting too much weight on her and I hesitate for a second giving my thoughts away.
“You were thinking about the baby again weren’t you?” She sighs, throwing her hands back against the pillow in frustration.