Mia

Mia waited until Carter wasn't looking to pinch herself. She did it three times in different places just to make sure that she wasn't dreaming. This trip to Las Vegas was more than she ever could have imagined.

First, there was dinner at the Gordon Ramsay Steakhouse. Except, Carter had them in a private room with the chef preparing and delivering all six courses personally. When she joked that it should have been Chef Ramsay feeding them since it was his restaurant, he actually called the Chef up and had him talk to her.

Then, he'd gotten them front row tickets to the newest Cirque du Soleil show, complete with backstage access to meet the performers and see how the incredible stage worked. She didn't even know that such a thing was possible.

Now, they were walking into the Bellagio hotel, and she was ready for anything. At this point, she was half-expecting to have her name spelled out by the iconic fountains out front. There didn't seem to be anything that Carter couldn't do.

The lobby to the casino was extravagant and beautiful. Mia hadn't been to the Bellagio before, so she stared in awe at the beautiful artwork and marble floors. Carter let her stare. He walked slowly beside her, obviously enjoying her reaction to seeing the hotel for the first time.

A bride in a big, beautiful wedding dress walked past with her groom on her arm. Mia and Carter stopped to let them pass by. The bride was grinning from ear to ear as they walked past and Mia couldn't help but grin right back at her.

Mia motioned with her head to the bride. “Is that what's next on the itinerary?” she teased.

Carter shrugged. “Do you want it to be?” He grinned that cocky, self-assured grin.

She was expecting him to vehemently deny it, so when he didn't, she wasn't quite sure how to respond. Most men she knew would have balked and run away from the marriage offer.

“All it takes is a phone call,” he said, pulling out his phone and waving it in front of her.

Mia knew he was just teasing. Or at least she hoped he was teasing. They were nowhere near the point where they should be discussing marriage. This was their first date, for crying out loud, yet her heart was still pounding. Half of her was hoping he'd say yes. That half of her wanted to fling caution to the wind and marry this man because she was falling in love with him. She liked him more than she had liked anyone in a very, very long time.

“So, am I calling Elvis or what?” Carter asked. He put on his most cheesy salesman-esque smile that made her laugh.

“I'm going to say no,” Mia replied. She wondered if that was a flicker of disappointment she saw on his face or just her imagination. “But only because you haven't properly asked.”

Carter chuckled and put his phone away. “I'll keep that in mind. Next time, I'll ask properly.”

Mia's heart skipped a beat. He said there would be a next time. The idea made her insanely happy, and she wasn't quite ready for it. A blush heated her cheeks and made sure to take his hand as they walked through the lobby.

Carter walked right past the front desk and kept going until they were in a fabulous lounge. Hand stitched leather walls with a warm walnut wood trim made the room look gorgeous and inviting. The view of the beautiful gardens outside only added to the room's charm.

“Mr. Williamson, it's a pleasure to see you again,” a woman greeted him, coming out from behind a desk. This had to be a private lounge for the high rollers, Mia assumed. The woman smiled at them. “Your room is ready if you are. If not, fresh champagne is available here in the lounge.”

“We'll head on up, thank you,” Carter replied.

“Right this way, sir,” the woman replied with a warm smile.

She led them to a private elevator and pressed the button. It was quite possibly the nicest elevator Mia had ever seen. It zoomed up the fifty floors fast enough to make her ears pop. When the doors opened, the hostess led them out to a large door. She opened it and held the door open.

“We have everything set to your specifications, sir,” she said as Mia and Carter walked in. “If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. Again, my name is Kari. Thank you for choosing the Bellagio.”

Carter thanked her, and she left them to explore the hotel room on their own. Mia had a feeling that Carter had been here before. He certainly seemed to know his way around the place.

The room wasn't just a hotel room. To call it that was a disservice. It was more home than hotel. It was certainly bigger than her apartment and far more luxurious. Everything was beautiful and soft, rich and inviting. She felt like she could live here comfortably for the rest of her life and never want for a thing.

“May I pour you a drink?” Carter asked, going to the main table. Champagne and strawberries were set out, along with an impressive display of fresh flowers. She nodded.

“This is amazing...” Mia looked around the room, still amazed at the richness. This room must have cost a literal fortune. “Sometimes I forget that you own a car company.”

Carter chuckled and popped the cork on the champagne like a pro. He then expertly poured them each some champagne into crystal champagne flutes.

“There are some perks to owning your own business,” he replied. He held up the glass of champagne, and she carefully clinked hers against his. “To us,” he toasted.

“To us,” she repeated with a smile. The champagne tickled her nose as she took a deep sip. She assumed it was expensive, but all champagne tasted alike to her.

Mia walked to the huge window overlooking the strip. The lights of the city, as well as the dancing fountains, filled her vision and she stared in wonder. The strip lit up the darkness and twinkled in the night. Anything was possible in Las Vegas, and this view proved it.

“Do you like it?” Carter asked, coming up beside her.

“I love it,” she replied honestly. She turned to look at him, his face handsome in the light. “Thank you.”

She looked up at him and felt her body heat. They'd been so busy enjoying Vegas that this was the first time since the limo they were actually alone. She licked her lips, remembering the kiss back in the kitchen. Her body ached to have that kiss again, to have him touch her like that again.

His face split into a slow smile, but she kissed him before the smile could complete itself. He tasted like champagne and everything she'd ever wanted.

He set his champagne down and dove into the kiss, his hands going to her hair and pulling her into him. His tongue quested inside of her mouth, seemingly searching for more of her. Mia moaned, so quietly that it could barely be heard. That just seemed to spur Carter on more, and he leaned into her, bending her back.

“I've wanted this all day,” he said. “I want you.”

The words made Mia's entire body seem to tingle. “I want you, too,” she replied.

He smiled, then pulled back a little bit. “I do have one last surprise for you this evening,” he said.

He turned and put his hand back in his pocket as if he was going to make a phone call. Mia grabbed his tie and pulled him back in for another kiss, and he pulled his hand out of his pocket. “It'll have to wait,” she whispered into his ear.

“Yes, ma'am,” he said with a smile. She put her hand on his chest and kissed again, feeling his heart rate increase as she became more assertive. This time, she leaned toward him, and as she moved her hands to his sides, she made sure to catch his suit coat and move it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

Carter's hands moved to the bottom of his shirt, where he began to undo his buttons, all while still kissing Mia. When he got to the top of his shirt, he began to loosen his tie. Again, Mia grabbed his tie and stopped him. “Keep it on,” she said, surprised at her own tone.

He grinned from ear to ear and popped his collar, slipping the tie from the shirt to his skin. Then he took a step back, throwing the shirt off in a dramatic motion. For a moment, Mia marveled at the hard body in front of her. This was clearly a guy who not only rode horses but also spent a ton of time at the gym.

“Wow.” Her mouth watered at the sight of him.

He smiled. Then stepped forward and his hand touched the fabric of her dress, sending shivers through her. “You know, when I saw this dress, all I could think about was how good you'd look in it.” Mia smiled and blushed a little bit. He continued talking. “But now, I'm afraid the only thing I can think about is how good you'll look out of it.”

Mia couldn't help but giggle a little bit. She reached back to unclasp the back, but in a moment his hands were around her, reaching up her back. “Please, allow me,” he said as if he were the perfect gentleman for offering to disrobe her. She felt him deftly release the clasp, as sure of himself as when he uncorked the champagne. He moved the zipper down slowly, agonizingly slowly.

As soon as the zipper was at the bottom of her back, he leaned down and moved his lips to her neck, kissing down to her shoulder. She could feel his stubble against her skin, and it felt incredible. His hands moved to her shoulders, gently moving the straps of the dress.

With a whisper, the dress fell to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her panties. For a moment, she thought about covering herself, but she stopped herself. She knew this was coming and had never felt so comfortable in front of a man. She wanted to be seen by him.

Carter took a moment to feast his eyes on Mia's body, before returning to her neck and kissing downward. He trailed his kisses across her shoulder to her collarbone, working his way down to her breast. As soon as his tongue met her nipple, a shiver of pleasure ran down her body. She moved her hands to the back of his neck and pulled him in tighter, loving the feelings coursing through her.

Carter seemed overcome by lust as he moved his mouth back up to Mia's to kiss her. In one smooth motion, he leaned down and grabbed her butt, lifting her up and into his arms as he began to walk. Mia squealed a little bit as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. His hands were kneading her butt cheeks, obviously enjoying the feeling of it.

Mia didn't know where they were going until he leaned down, gently falling on top of her in the bed. Without hesitation, he began moving down. He grabbed her breasts, pushing them up a little bit and looking up at her. “These are amazing,” he said.

“Thanks,” she said, unsure of what else to say. No one had ever called her breasts amazing, but she definitely appreciated the compliment. He began sucking on one, and then the other, enjoying her body. She began to writhe with pleasure. It was incredible to feel this wanted, this desired.

He moved down even further. She had picked a conservative pair of panties, sure that the panty lines wouldn't show underneath the sparkly purple fabric. He didn't seem to mind as his kisses began to trace the edges of her underwear. There he stayed, going back and forth, making sure to avoid the fabric directly over the space between her legs.

She whimpered, unable to control her arousal. She began to move her body, trying to get him to apply pleasure to her throbbing clit. Just a little would be enough to keep her sane, she thought. He dodged her attempts, though.

“You can't just shove it in my face. You have to ask,” he said, then went back to kissing.

“Do it,” she moaned. She didn't need to tell him what she wanted. She knew he understood.

“And you have to ask nicely,” he added, looking up at her and smirking.

She felt like hitting him, but then he lightly moved his chin so that it just barely touched the fabric directly over her clit. “Please. I want it. I want it so bad.” The words spilled out of her, out of her control.

He smiled, then moved his mouth to the fabric covering her opening. She almost screamed as he applied a gentle pressure. Even just this was enough to send her over the edge. She gripped the bed sheets and felt her legs squeeze shut, Carter didn't stop, though. He kept applying pressure, back and forth on her clit, as she continued to come.

When it was over, her legs relaxed on their own. She felt him taking the opportunity to put his fingers inside the fabric of her panties, pulling down. She lifted her butt to help him, not wanting him to slow down for even a minute. However, when they were finally off, there was a pause. She opened her eyes to find out what was up and saw him admiring her body once more.

There was only one way to sum up his look. Hunger.

When he saw her looking at him, he dove back between her legs. This time, there was no buildup of anticipation. His tongue was on her clit, licking as if she were the last oasis in the desert. She threw her head back and closed her eyes again, gripping the bed sheets for dear life as he sent wave after wave of pleasure through her.

His tongue was magic. She didn't know that pleasure like this was possible, but with every lick, with every nudge of his tongue, he showed her more. Just when she thought she'd reached the height of ecstasy, he would touch her and send her to another level of bliss.

“Carter,” she whimpered, as she felt him start to kiss down, down her legs, pausing to kiss her feet which gave one last orgasmic twitch. Her eyes opened back up just in time to see his pants fall to the ground. He quickly pulled down his boxer-briefs, and she saw what he was working with.

“Wow,” she thought to herself. He immediately began to stroke it as he looked at her, obviously enjoying what he saw as much as she was enjoying what she saw. As he stroked it, she saw how hard he was. She was still in a post-orgasmic glow, but she knew that this was going to be worth the wait.

He bit his lip. “This is embarrassing.”

She laughed. “I don't think you have anything to be embarrassed about.”

He laughed. “No, you goof. I'm not embarrassed about this.” He gestured down and made a few thrusting motions. Mia couldn't help but chuckle at him. “You don't happen to have a condom in your purse, do you?”

She bit her lip. She hadn't even thought about it. “No, but...” she looked up at him. “You didn't bring one?”

“I did. I left them on the plane,” he admitted. He looked at the nightstand and grinned.

“What are you doing?” she asked, as he picked up the phone.

“Calling Kari,” he said, not finding what he was looking for at first. “The woman who escorted us up here.”

Mia got a wry smile on her face. “I'm pretty sure she won't let you screw her without a condom.”

Carter looked at her like he thought she was serious for a moment, then rolled his eyes at her. “Har har. No, what I meant was, she'll get us a box of condoms. It's one of the perks of staying here. They get you things.” He peered down at the phone, looking for the right button to push.

Mia bit her lip. “She doesn't need to bother.”

“What do you mean?” he asked, looking back at her.

“I mean, I don't want to wait. I want you. Now.” She spread her legs a little further as if to show what she wanted. She definitely saw him twitch at the sight.

He gave her a crooked smile. “Yeah? You're on the pill?”

Her smile faded for a moment at the question. It would only be a little white lie, but there was no need to ruin the mood with her medical history. She couldn't have children, and she trusted him. They didn't need a condom.

“Basically,” she said, only feeling a little bit guilty.

He put the phone back in the cradle and grinned at her.

Their conversation apparently hadn't dampened the mood at all, and he was still hard as a rock as he crawled back on the bed. He moved his head between her legs, giving her one, last, wet lick across her opening. She gasped, then giggled with anticipation.

He finally came face-to-face with her, kissing her deeply. She loved the way his skin felt against hers. His hands wrapped around her back as he positioned himself at her entrance. He was poised to enter her, but he paused.

Mia began to squirm. “Please,” she whispered. She bucked her hips, trying to press against that delightful hardness. “Please,” she said again.

Carter smiled again. “I can't say no to a lady when she's begging like that,” he said. He leaned forward, and they moaned together as he slowly entered her. “Oh my God,” he whispered, pulling out and pushing back into her, this time all the way in. Mia couldn't help but cry out in pleasure as he filled her completely.

“More,” she whispered.

She felt his muscular arms move from behind her back. He placed one on either side of Mia's body and looked into her eyes as he began to thrust faster. Mia had never felt this kind of lust, this kind of intensity while making love before, and it was too much for her to bear. Her body tightened around him, pulling him deeper inside of her.

“Oh God Mia, if you do that then I'm going to come quick,” he said through gritted teeth. The thought nearly made her come undone. She wanted him, but she wasn't ready for this to end.

“I have got to see you on top of me,” he said.

Mia smiled and nodded. With one swift motion, he thrust deep inside of her and rolled his body, moving her on top. She squeaked a little and then giggled again. He began to thrust slowly, then put his hands on her breasts and pushed her up to a kneeling position. When he pulled his hands away, she moved her own hands to her breasts, cupping them as she began to writhe.

His hands went to her waist, and with those strong arms, he began guiding her up and down. She looked down to see him drinking in the sight of her body.

Suddenly, he reached up and grabbed her by the small of her back, pulling her down to press against him. His hands went to her ass, grasping her and spreading her open as if he were trying to drive even deeper into her body. As full as she felt, she didn't feel like he had much further he could go.

“I want you,” she whispered, losing herself in the moment. “Come inside me,” she said, surprised at her own words. She had never let anyone come inside her before, but this close to orgasm, she felt like drunk with passion and no longer in control of her body.

Carter didn't seem to need much encouragement. His hand went to her hips, rocking her back and forth while thrusting upward. She felt his pace increase as he used her body for his own pleasure. She wanted it.

“Mia,” he gasped as he lost control. His eyes dilated, and he lost himself to her pleasure, filling her with himself. She could feel her own body reacting. She'd never done this without a condom, and it felt better than she could have imagined.

He started withdrawing from her body, and she put her hand on his chest. “No. Stay for a moment,” she said. His face softened into a gentle smile as she leaned forward and rested her head on his shoulder.

They snuggled like this for what seemed like an hour but was probably closer to five minutes. She felt Carter soften and eventually slide out naturally, and she whimpered as he did. She knew she'd have him again like this, though. Hopefully again and again.

Carter moved his lips to her ear. “Do you mind if I show you that surprise now?”

She laughed. “Does it mean I have to move?”

“You might have a better view if you at least come to the window.”

Mia put on a fake pout and got up. She could already feel the mess inside of her and knew she'd have to take a shower soon.

Carter got up and went to the closet, pulling out two robes. “You'll find that these are the second softest robes in the world,” he said. “Plus, they come heated.”

She laughed. “Wow, I'm impressed. What are the first softest?”

He pointed at another casino. “Mandalay Bay. Damned if I don't stay there at least once a year just to steal a new robe.”

Mia laughed at the absurdity of a billionaire needing to steal a robe. “What's this surprise?”

“Oh yeah.” He went to his phone and picked it up, dialing a number and just saying, “Now.”

Suddenly, it sounded like a cannon was going on outside. The Bellagio fountains went off, spraying water higher than she had even seen them. He came up behind her and wrapped his hands around her. “That's how hard I came.”

She turned around and slapped him in the chest. “Stop it!”

He chuckled, pulling her into him, so her back pressed against his chest. Together, they watched as the water danced and spun to music and light. It was magical.

“Should I be looking for anything special?” she asked, hoping she wasn't missing something important.

He laughed. “I don't think it can spell someone's name or anything. It's just a special show, just for you.” He dipped his mouth to kiss the curve of her neck into her shoulder. “But if it could, I would do it for you.”

A happy warmth filled her, and she leaned back into him. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around her as they watched their personal water show. This definitely had been a night to remember.