Deadly Embrace by Jackie Collins (best 7 inch ereader .TXT) 📗

talk about Angela: it was Dani he was interested in.

They took a cab to the Sands Hotel, where they strolled round the grounds checking out the sights. Dani admired the statues and the fountains–even though she probably saw them every day. She was excited, like a little kid, which he found most appealing.

Eventually they made their way back over to the Estradido coffee shop.

Sitting opposite her, Michael found himself doing all the talking, telling her about New York and his life there, even confiding about Vinny and Grandma Lani–things he never spoke about.

She listened intently, big blue eyes fixed on his.

‘What about you?’ he asked, after a while. ‘How did you get to Vegas?’

‘On a motorcycle,’ she said, thinking he’d never believe her story and, anyway, she wasn’t quite ready to tell it to him.

He laughed. ‘Sounds like a trip.’

‘Oh, it was.’

‘I bet.’

She could have sat with him for ever, listening to his stories, staring at his handsome face. However, she knew she had to be at work soon, and the company manager didn’t like it when any of the girls turned up late. Sometimes he even went so far as to dock their pay.

‘What time is it?’ she asked anxiously.

‘Why? You gotta be somewhere?’

‘The first show is in an hour. I’m supposed to be backstage.’

‘Yeah,’ he said lazily, ‘’cause the show is crap without you.’

‘Don’t say that,’ she answered modestly.

‘I’m sayin’ it. You’re the only one worth watchin’.’

Then he leaned across the table and began kissing her. She found herself responding with a passion she’d never felt before. ‘Come on,’ he said, helping her up. And without any more conversation they left the coffee shop.

‘I gotta get somethin’ from my room,’ he said, holding her hand and leading her towards the elevator.

Obediently she went with him, although she knew it was time to go backstage and get ready for her show.

The moment they entered his room he began kissing her again. She kissed him back, revelling in the moment, breathless with the anticipation of what might happen next.

He didn’t stop kissing her until she was filled with heat and desire. For the first time she realized what all the fuss was about. She felt quite giddy.

Within moments he began undressing her–first removing her blouse, then her bra. She gasped as he touched her breasts, thrusting them towards him, shivering with ecstasy at his touch. Then he pulled off her skirt and panties, and without inhibitions she opened herself up to him.

He marvelled at her beauty as he manoeuvred himself on top of her.

It was then he discovered she was a virgin. ‘Jeez! You should’ve told me,’ he said, rapidly moving off her.

‘No, no,’ she said, pulling him back. ‘I want you to make love to me, Michael.’

For a moment he hesitated. Then he thought, What the hell? She wanted him to–so why not?

Handling her gently, he began moving at a very slow pace, doing nothing to alarm her.

When she bled, he comforted her, cradling her in his arms until she felt secure, fondling her breasts, making her cry aloud with pleasure. Then he started going down on her while she covered her face with a pillow, trying desperately to stifle her screams of pure pleasure.

They made love for a long while, until eventually they were both exhausted, and fell into a warm and satisfying sleep.

A little later on they woke up.

‘Hungry?’ he asked, stroking her hair.

‘Starving!’ she replied, feeling as if she were floating on clouds. He ordered from Room Service, and when the food arrived he fed her shrimp and french fries, ice cream and strawberries.

Finally they fell asleep again in each other’s arms.

In the morning, Michael awoke first. It occurred to him that he had not contacted Manny to exchange packages, he had missed his morning flight back to New York, and Dani had missed both shows the previous night. Talk about fucking up. But who cared? It had been worth it.

Dani was still asleep, golden hair spread across the pillow, smooth cheeks flushed with satisfaction, breasts exposed.

He couldn’t resist reaching over and touching her nipples, causing her to stir slightly.

He was immediately erect, only he didn’t want to force himself upon her. After all, last night had been her first time and maybe she was sore down there.

‘Dani,’ he whispered, ‘we gotta get up.’

She rolled over into his arms, slowly opening her eyes.

No hiding his erection now, it was digging into her stomach.

‘Hello, sleepyhead,’ he greeted her. ‘We’ve blown everything–including my flight this morning.’

She reached up, gently touching his cheek. ‘You can’t go,’ she murmured. ‘I won’t let you.’

‘You won’t, huh?’

‘Never.’

And then, in a perfectly natural way, she was guiding his erection to the right place, and taking him on another heavenly trip.

Ten minutes later the phone rang.

It was Tommaso calling from New York. ‘What kind of shit are you pulling?’ Tommaso demanded, in a cold, flat voice. ‘You didn’t make the delivery last night an’, believe me, that ain’t good. You’re also not on the flight you’re supposed to be on. Mr Giovanni is pissed.’

‘Jeez!’ Michael said, thinking fast. ‘I musta passed out. I gotta fever–don’t remember a thing.’

‘A fever, huh?’ Tommaso said disbelievingly.

‘Temperature. Stomach-ache. Dunno what it is.’

‘Listen carefully, punk. Meet Manny, do the exchange, then get on a fuckin’ plane an’ get your dumb ass back here pronto. You got it?’

‘I got it.’

He put down the receiver, aware for the first time that he was no longer his own man. He worked for Vito Giovanni, and because he did, he’d better be prepared to jump. It was quite a revelation.

The phone call had broken the spell. Now reality was staring him in the face. ‘I gotta get goin’,’ he told her.

‘When will you be back?’ she asked.

A good question. He hoped he hadn’t blown his Vegas run. ‘Soon,’ he promised.

‘I’ll miss you, Michael,’ she whispered.

‘Not as much as I’ll miss you,’ he responded, hurriedly getting dressed.

‘Michael?’ she murmured, watching him closely.

‘Yeah,’ he said, buttoning his shirt.

‘Last night was so special.’

‘I know.’

‘I hope I