But I know better. I see the twitch in her jaw. The flicker in her lashes.
Her poker face isn’tthatgood.
“Next round?” she calls out, sliding back into her seat. “She’sleaving.” She points to Sutton, who gives me a sly grin, then slides to the floor between my legs.
Sutton’s palm rubs over my thickening cock. But it has nothing to do with the woman beneath me. And everything to do with that cunt across from me with the pride of a fool.
“Hmm, maybe.” I toss back my drink as Sutton presses her hot mouth over the tent in my trousers. My hand snakes downto her head as I pat her like a puppy. Ashlyn’s face screws up with fury.
“I love you jealous, baby. How about this? You win? She leaves. But ifIwin?” Setting my drink down, I wave my palms toward my dick. “You take her place right here.”
“Fine. Deal.” She tosses her ante in like she’s throwing away garbage. The utterconfidenceof this girl hasn’t changed a day since?—
Let me stop that memory right there.
“Ouch!” Oops. Sutton draws back as I inadvertently crush her nose into my belt buckle.
All I need is to make sure that my cards come up. Even if I got nothing, I know what she has, and I’m not losing. Besides, I don’t give afuckif Sutton leaves. Her role is to throw that naked temptress on tilt. Once she’s gone, I’ll ask Blaire to bring me another double and drop to her knees and suck me off right here. Then Ashlyn will go all in, no matter what I say.
Fortunately, when I lift the corners of my cards, I’m sitting with a pair of aces.
Ashlyn’s face grows stolid, and she shivers from the chill in the large room. The lights are dim, but I can still make out the goosebumps on her arms, hair standing up, tits quivering. Damn it…I’m so fucking hard.
Tade gives me the okay sign.
The first three cards are dealt, with an ace of hearts showing. How fitting…
“All in,” I say when Tade smirks and squints his eyes closed, telling me she’s got no shot.
Her eyes grow wide, and the rest of the table folds. But there’s palpable tension in the air as everyone glances at the topless girl in front of them. Ashlynhatesto leave a hand. I see the war behind her eyes.
Tiny shoulders slump as she mutters, “Fold.”
Idon’tshow my hand, but rake in all the chips, keeping my eyes tight on her face.
Tapping Sutton’s hip, I say, “Thanks for helping. But I need this spot for my newest toy.”
Sutton takes her time, shimmying to a stand, one hand on my shoulder in a clear display of ownership. She sways her ass to the side as she gives Ashlyn a small bow, then skirts toward Blaire. The two giggle together, watching as the show unfolds.
I pat my open thigh. “Well, get over here, my dirty slut.”
Ashlyn’s jaw clenches as she pops off her chair like a champagne cork. The guys around the table chuckle and sit back in their seats, stroking their chins and watching. Even some at the other tables take notice.
When she reaches me, she leans forward, letting her lips graze mine, and my heart pounds. Without letting her eyes drift away, she slowly glides her lithe figure between my open legs.
“Let me guess. TheAsshole-In-Chargewants me to suck his dick in front of all his pathetic peons.”
My only reply is a smirk, trying to contain my broader smile. “Yes, baby,” I say as I brush my thumb over her heated cheek. “But while your mouth is full, and you’re silent for once? You’re going to fuck my shoe.”
She gasps. “What?”
I drag the pad of my finger over her bottom lip, pulling it down. Her tongue tastes the tip, and I grow even harder. Pre-cum leaks from the crown of my cock.
“Ride. My. Shoe.”
Everything in her body revolts like she may not do it. But I know her. She’ll do whatever in order towinand not seem like a loser. Encouraged by a room filled with people watching.
The high buns sitting on top of her head tremble slightly. One comes loose as she sidles up to my leg. Like a begging dog. Tight thighs straddle my leather loafer as I lift my hips off the chair and grab my drink. A satisfied groan bubblesfrom my throat as I settle back and get ready to watch the show.