Money Shot by Selena Kitt, Lily Marie, Alyse Zaftig, Jamie Klaire, Kinsey Grey, Ambrielle Kirk, Marie Carnay, Holly Stone, Cynthia Dane, Alexis Adaire, Anita Snowflake, Eve Kaye, Janessa Davenport, Linnea May, Ruby Harper, Sasha Storm, Tamsin Flowers, Tori White Read Free Book Online Page B

it—she felt more shy, awkward.
     
    “Business. Investment opportunity.” He took a seat on the couch in front of the fire.
     
    “And gambling.” She couldn’t get over the place. It was huge! And the view of the strip all lit up out the window was dazzling.
     
    “On occasion.” He patted the seat beside him. “I don’t bet more than I can afford to lose.”
     
    “You can afford to lose a lot.” She snorted, taking a seat beside him, smoothing her hands over her dress and kicking off her shoes. It felt so good to have them off, she gave a little moan.
     
    “Money?” He shrugged, sliding an arm around her shoulder. “Yeah.”
     
    “This place is…” She looked around, too overwhelmed for words. “You know how amazing this is right?”
     
    “It should be, for forty thousand a night.” He pulled her closer still, his lips brushing the top of her head.
     
    Forty thousand a night? What was she supposed to say to that?
     
    “It’s just you here?”
     
    “I’m not that extravagant.” He laughed. “I had over two-hundred people packed in here last night.”
     
    Well that made more sense. Jodie looked out at the view again and saw something she couldn’t quite believe was real.
     
    “Is that… a pool? Oh my God!” She jumped off the couch, running over to the floor to ceiling windows that, she realized, weren’t all windows. There was a full glass door leading out to a huge cantilevered pool—it hung right off the edge of the building! It was all lit up, with a breathtaking view of the strip.
     
    “Want to take a selfie and send it to your idiot ex from the pool?” Dorian came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “We can go skinny dipping.”
     
    “I don’t care about him…” She still couldn’t believe what she was seeing. It was like a dream. “Not anymore.”
     
    “Well I do.” He pulled her hair aside so he could kiss his way down her neck, giving her goose bumps. “We’re going to show him what he’s missing.”
     
    She thought of Jason getting that photo of her kissing Dorian and, she had to admit, some part of her was glad. Maybe he would understand what it felt like to be cheated on, hurt, devastated. She knew what this was, that Dorian didn’t love her and she didn’t love him. She had no wild ideas about them living happily ever after. This was revenge—and it felt damned good.
     
    “Sir?” Andrew interrupted them, rolling a tray loaded with food into the suite. “Your dinner.”
     
    It was nearly midnight—a little late for dinner—but she was starving anyway.
     
    “You can leave the champagne and strawberries by the pool. We’ll eat in the dining room.”
     
    Jodie’s eyes widened. “There’s a dining room?”
     
    There was, indeed, a dining room, which seated twelve people, but they sat together at one end, Dorian devouring his steak and Jodie her chicken and waffles. The cupcakes were red velvet and she moaned as she ate them, licking frosting off her lips. He watched her with a bemused smile on his face.
     
    When Jodie went to clean up, Dorian stood, taking her wrist.
     
    “Leave them. Andrew will clean up in the morning.”
     
    “Who is Andrew? Is he yours?” she asked, following him into the living area.
     
    “No.” He laughed. “He comes with the penthouse.”
     
    “Wow… I guess forty thousand dollars can buy you everything.” She gravitated to the window, looking out at the pool.
     
    “Not everything.” His hands moved on her shoulders, brushing her hair aside.
     
    Jodie held her breath as her zipper came down, down, down, all the way to her lower back. She remembered the underwear she was wearing—white cotton, nothing special at all—and regretted her choice.
     
    “Your skin is flawless.” His lips brushed her shoulder as he slid Lauren’s fifteen hundred dollar dress to the floor. Jodie stood there in her bra and panties, in front of floor to ceiling windows, for all the world to see. If they