Free Buried Secrets (SIN CITY HEAT SERIES) by SK Page A

Darrell to free the silky strands and let them cascade like a flowing waterfall through his fingers.
         Her complexion was creamy chocolate and looked unbelievably smooth. Eyeing her curves in the short, black dress, he couldn’t help but notice how it fit her like a second skin. Darrell shook his head. Such a waste to have a body like that and not know what to do with it. 
     Once again dismissing that situation, Darrell decided to find someone eager to have a good time tonight. He was horny as hell and intended to get laid. Out of town pussy would be just perfect - no drama in the morning. Before he had taken two steps, he heard Chocolate say, “I bet you three C notes you can’t hit that.” 
     Darrell froze, then stepped backwards until he was staring in Chocolate‘s face. “You must want to lose all that money you made tonight, right? You know I always win the bets,” he grinned. 
     “You scared this might be the one you actually lose?” Chocolate issued the challenge. 
     Never being one to back down, Darrell’s gray eyes darkened as he picked up the gauntlet. “Ai‘ight - but double it just for doubting me and you got a deal.” Chocolate grinned before he stuck his hand out to shake on the bet.
     Moving his eyes over Jerra again, Darrell knew he’d have to work a little bit to hit it, but he didn’t doubt for a moment he could fuck her if he wanted to. Afterwards, he’d just have to get a real woman to satisfy his appetite tonight because he doubted very seriously if Jerra’s frigid ass would be able to douse the blaze burning like wildfire in his loins.
     
    Chapter 8 
 
     Marcus’ attention never wavered from Aleesha as she walked over. 
         “Hi,” she said in a soft, nervous voice.
     His eyes went to her lips. "Hi - again."
     "You could at least try and act like you don't want to eat me for a midnight snack, Marcus," Aleesha smiled.
     Marcus’ expression remained dead serious. "Oh, I wanna eat you, but it won’t be for a snack." Aleesha quickly lowered her eyes at his bold statement. This man definitely didn't mince words. Nibbling the corner of her lip, she began to second guess the decision she’d made. "I want you. You know that, don’t you?" Marcus saw no need to beat around the bush. 
     "Yes," Aleesha answered.
     Marcus glanced up to make sure they weren't being watched before stepping closer.  Licking his lips, he lowered his voice an octave. "And you want me too." It wasn't a question. Aleesha nodded, still unable to look him in the eye. Marcus took a deep, calming breath and struggled to rein in his attraction for her which was rapidly raging out of control. "Where’s the bathroom?"
     Aleesha frowned at the abrupt question. "Down the hall to the right."
     Without saying another word, he walked in the direction she indicated. Looking back at her he paused then beckoned her to follow him with a tilt of his head before leaving the room.
     Glancing around once more, Aleesha noticed that everyone was doing their own thing and was not paying the slightest bit of attention to her. Expelling the breath she had been holding, she trailed behind him until she got to the bathroom door. She raised her hand to knock, but hesitated. Maybe Jerra was right. Maybe she had lost her mind. Maybe…
        Suddenly the door opened. Aleesha let out a surprised cry when Marcus reached out and pulled her inside. 
 
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         As everyone prepared to move to the party to the “after party” in a nearby hotel, Jerra noticed Aleesha was nowhere to be found - and neither was her stripper friend. Wanting to let her know they were all leaving, Jerra started towards the back to look for her, but stopped when Keisha stepped in front of her and cut her off.
         “Where do you think you’re going?”