After parking her car at the office, Ella went to grab a vanilla latte at the coffee shop. With cup in hand, she strode by the Golden Nugget, and the noise from the casino spilled out into the dry, hot air, even at a quarter to nine in the morning. Her heels clicked against the sidewalk as her mind swirled back to her weekend in Club Sin. Her body ached in various places with each step she took. Some spots, like between her thighs, were sore from Kyler’s rough lovemaking, but her hips ached from the light bruises he’d left. Not that she minded. When she touched the tender spots on her flesh, she shivered, reminded of when he took her so passionately. Friday night with Kyler had been enough to send her into sensory overload, but the next night he’d taken her out to his truck and had sex with her right there on the hood, for all to see. To her disappointment, no one witnessed their lovemaking.
