Chapter Fifty-Four

~ Nikki ~

My knees are knocking together as we leave the limo and make our way toward the suite. I’m drowning in delirium and gazing up at Jameson with fluttering lashes. He chuckles.

I have an arm twined around one of his and I’m swaying a bit from the wine and the orgasms… And the exciting thoughts of things to come.

I snicker at that notion. Somewhat ecstatically.

Jameson gives me a knowing look and I try to contain all the impulses clawing at me. No easy feat, but at least I’m not terribly dizzy and giggling like a schoolgirl.

I’m damn close, yes. There’s plenty to be said for aphrodisiacs and decadence. The primary aphrodisiac being Jameson, of course. I’ll give the food and beverages all kinds of kudos, but it’s the man who has my blood humming and my body thrumming.

There’s an electric palpitation to my heartbeats and I might actually be floating on air.

Jameson seems to know it.

That only sets me more on fire.

When we’re in the suite, he suggests, “Why don’t you go into my bat