Free Back to You: A Hudson Family Series- Book 1- Synclair and Reece by Chontelle Brison Page B

at my entrance, I was already wet, spreading my legs further apart to allow him better access, I threw back my head and hoped Ridge could fuck the bad day right out of me.

 
     
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    Hangovers suck. When a bartender breaks a rule about drinking, there are always consequences. This point was evident when I woke up, naked and suffering from a pounding tequila headache. That wasn’t the bitch of it though, the bitch of it was watching Ridge try to crack the safe in my hotel suite in the pitch dark. I mean it was dark to me, Ridge, however, was wearing what looked like night vision goggles and had some electrical equipment attached to the face of the in-room safe. Rolling my eyes, I reached over the night stand to my right. Ridge was so busy with his 007 gadgetry that he didn’t even hear me open the nightstand to retrieve my handgun. What? This was Vegas after all. He did, however, hear me cock the gun, and when he turned he saw me point it straight at his head, the lower one.
    Flipping on the light to my right I got out of the bed butt naked. It seemed while I was dozing off my exhaustion and alcohol, stud boy had gotten dressed in black on black sweats, and had gotten a bag full of toys. Safe cracking toys, I would guess. Normally, this would make me laugh. In Vegas, everyone had an angle, and if someone was telling me this tale and it was about a tourist, I would chuckle. But I wasn’t a freaking tourist, this was my story, and I wasn’t laughing. Nope, this was the cherry on my shit sundae of a week.
    “I can explain,” He replied sheepishly putting his palms up in the air in surrender.
    “You know, every time a man starts a sentence with ‘I can explain’ it generally means he’s done something so shitty that he probably warrants a bullet in his ass.”
    I let my irritation show. The bastard tried his bewitching grin on me. He took in my naked form and grinned bigger.
    “How about you put the gun down and I explain using my tongue?”
    I almost gagged. He thought I was going to let him fuck me after I found him trying to rob me? Damn, he was a freaking gigolo and his friend and probably co-worker Matt had tried to warn me.
    He was a good-looking guy that brought a woman upstairs and then robbed her when she was asleep. It was a known con, the hookers did it to tourists a lot. It was brilliant because prostitution was technically illegal, so what were you supposed to tell the cops when they showed up? The hooker I took upstairs to participate in unlawful activity stole my money? No, I hadn’t paid for the sex but he was going to try to rob me all the same.
    Pissed I smirked and waved him away from the safe using the gun. I kept about a good 10 feet between us. If he lunged at me, I could get off a shot before he could get anywhere near me.
    Watching me with his hands still in the air he shuffled toward the bathroom door to his left.
    “While your tongue was adequate I want to get a look at that body one last time. Strip.” I ordered.
    He smiled, he really thought he was going to get out of this. Idiot.
    He slowly peeled off his sweatshirt, then came his sweatpants and boxers.
    When he was finally naked, he grinned at me smugly. His smile fell when I raised the gun to the level of his smaller head. I practically giggled when he placed his hands tentatively over his limp prick. I couldn’t believe I had found this guy attractive, what the hell was I thinking? Oh, that’s right, I wasn’t, and I’d had lusty tequila goggles on. Sigh, I was absolutely done with one-night stands, I was going to invest in the best vibrator on the market and be done with this crap.
    “While impressive that you might be. You overlooked one of my rules.”
    Yep, now he was concerned. I started walking him backward toward the hotel room door.
    “Baby, come on what rule was that?” He chuckled nervously.
    “You were supposed to leave when we were done fucking,” I retorted. I yanked open the door