Chapter 3. Whipped

Davion Torres slowly got up from the bed after the young girl left. He couldn't believe his body's reaction to her. She was absolutely stunning, he had to admit. The photograph didn't do justice to her beauty. But what attracted him more to her was that she was unaware of her own beauty. She looked so fresh and innocent as she gaped at him! He groaned trying to calm his arousal. How she was staring at it as if she'd never seen or felt one in her entire life. She couldn't be more than eighteen and she was so soft! Here he was, the son of the famous 'Casino King' of Las Vegas, owning casinos all over the country. He couldn't believe that she didn't recognize a celebrity like him whose pictures were flashed almost everywhere. He was the most sought-after bachelor in the whole of Las Vegas and that slender soft girl was oblivious to his good looks?

"Hey, Dave! What are you standing and dreamin' of, man? Everyone's ready and waiting. Hurry up, best man," said Liam, coming into the room