Triple Chance #4 (Three erotic short stories) (Luke Chance Triples)

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by Lucy Tucker


  "What about zero?" he asked.

  Allie grinned. "That would be Fate having a laugh."

  The ball dropped, and the croupier cleared his throat. "Two, black."

  Allie's smile faded, and after a moment's hesitation she released Chance's hand. "Fate has spoken. Goodbye, Mr Chance. Thank you for a lovely dinner, and for listening."

  Before Chance could say anything she turned away, heading for the elevators. He first instinct was to hurry after her, to try and talk her round, but he'd made her a promise: dinner, with no strings.

  Chance lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Somewhere in the vast hotel he knew Allie was doing the same. Was she regretting the grand gesture at the roulette table? Wishing things had turned out differently? He remembered her touch on his hand, the way she'd brushed his palms gently with her thumbs, and he sighed.

  He glanced at the clock, and decided to take a shower before bed. He undressed and stood under the hot water with his head bowed, letting it run over his face, gather at his chin, drop to the tiles in twisting streams. Then, when he was done, he stepped out and dried himself, wrapping himself in a fresh bathrobe.

  There was a knock at the door, and Chance froze. He hadn't ordered room service, and it was after eleven pm. Then his face cleared. It was probably a guest getting the room numbers mixed up. He went to explain, but when he opened the door Allie was standing there, twisting her fingers together nervously. She'd let her hair down, had changed into a skirt and blouse, and he could smell her delicate perfume.

  As Chance stared at her, stunned, she looked up at him, her eyes amused. "That bet going the wrong way?" she said, in an aggrieved tone. "That would never have happened in a movie."

  "It was very dramatic," said Chance.

  "Yeah, but it didn't work." Allie stepped closer, slipping her hands behind his neck, and Chance felt a rush of warmth as she pressed herself against him. "But you know what?" she whispered. "Fate can take a hike."

  Chance felt Allie's desire, her need for him, and when she tilted her head he kissed her on the lips. At first she was hesitant, as though Fate had other plans for her, but then her arms tightened around him as her body told her otherwise.

  The kiss lingered, gentle at first but gradually building in intensity as their desire awoke. Chance cupped her face, holding her gently as he kissed her, while her hands explored his back, feeling his muscles, running over his shoulders. The longer the kiss went on the more she pressed herself to him, and he felt her desire in her lips, in her hands, in her body.

  Then she broke the kiss. There was a flush to her face, her lips were red, and there was an intent look in her eyes. "It's … been a while," she whispered.

  He kissed the top of her head. "I don't want to push you into anything. You know that, right?"

  She tilted her head back, and he kissed her lightly on the cheek, then moved to her eyebrow, to the middle of her forehead, down to give her a quick peck on the tip of her nose, and finally he met her parted lips. Her arms went around his neck, and they lost themselves in a passionate kiss, their tongues meeting, their bodies pressing together, their hearts pounding with desire.

  Then she put her lips to his ear, murmuring in a throaty whisper. "I want you so badly."

  And then he led her into his room.

  Allie back-heeled the door, shutting it behind them, and she took Chance in her arms, kissing him fiercely, hungrily. She pressed herself against him, and he felt her hands inside his bathrobe, exploring him. He ran his fingers through her hair, then over her back, the sides of her chest, her hips. Slowly, step by step, Allie guided him backwards, closer and closer to the bed, her kisses getting fiercer and fiercer. He felt the edge against the back of his legs, and she gave him a hefty push, tipping him backwards. Then, all traces of reserve gone, she straddled him, kissing his neck, her hands pulling his gown off, stripping him naked. Her hair fell across her face, and he saw her eyes, wild and passionate, only one thought in her mind. He took her shoulders and pulled her down on top of him, kissing her on the neck, breathing her scent, feeling the warmth of her. He worked his way upwards, kiss by kiss, and her arms tightened around him as he took her earlobe between his lips, nipping the soft skin.

  Then she rolled off him, frantically undoing the buttons on her blouse before slipping her skirt off. Her bra vanished in seconds, revealing small, shapely breasts, and then she raised her hips to slip off her panties, throwing them aside. She turned to face him, bringing her knee up, resting it on Chance's thigh. He took her in his arms as she shifted closer, and he felt her cool fingers wrapping his member, guiding him steadily but surely. All thoughts of foreplay went out the window as she eased him between her legs, enfolding him with her warmth.

  "Ahh! Yes!"

  She breathed out, head back, as she pressed herself down onto him, sliding him inside herself. Chance lay perfectly still, letting her use him as she would, letting her control the speed and depth of every stroke. She began to push harder, taking him deeper, angling her hips on each stroke to drive him against her most sensitive zones.

  "Ah … ahhh!"

  The deepest thrust yet, and she held it for several seconds. His shaft was fully inside her, and her tender bud was pressing against his pelvic bone. She sought his lips, kissing him urgently, and he felt the pressure building inside her like a head of steam. She began to tremble as she fought to hang on, to delay the inevitable, and just as her grip tightened on his hands, he withdrew from her.

  "Oh no you don't," she muttered fiercely. She moved her hands lower, cupping his buttocks, and with a strong pull she drove him inside her.

  "Ahh! Again. Again!"

  Chance obeyed, withdrawing all the way before she thrust herself onto him once more.

  "AHHH! Ahh! Oh, God!"

  She pulled away, exposing his shaft, then drove herself against him, onto him, with a powerful thrust of her hips. She did it again, then again, and Chance finally started to move, pressing himself deeper into her with every thrust of her hips.

  "Ah … ah … ah!"

  She was yelling now, putting everything she had into the ear-splitting cries, abandoning herself to the overwhelming sensations racking her from head to toe. She writhed on the bed, and Chance leaned closer to kiss her breasts, feeling the smooth, hot skin with his lips, gradually circling her nipples.

  "Ahh!"

  She thrust against him one more time, and they remained locked together, immobile, as the first spasm hit her.

  "Ahh! Ahhhh!"

  She clutched at him, holding him tight as she came, and her spasms were just slowing when Chance came inside her, jerking powerfully as the climax took hold of him. He cried out with every thrust of his hips, felt her breasts pressed to his chest, her arm clamped around him.

  Then she gave an enormous sigh and buried her face in his neck, breathing hard. He felt her warm breath, felt her fingers seeking his hand, felt her holding him tight. Her face was against his chest, and he looked down to see her eyes closed, a contented smile on her face. Chance kissed her forehead, and she looked up at him, her eyes dreamy. "I warned you it had been a long time," she whispered.

  "All the better for it," said Chance softly.

  "I rushed it, did I?" She bit her lip. "I kind of jumped you."

  He hugged her. "Consider it an appetiser."

  "You mean we can do it again?"

  "Of course."

  She looked puzzled. "But I thought men could only … you know. Once."

  Chance raised his eyebrows. "I'm not that old."

  "Fuck!" Allie sat up, furious. "My ex told me men could only manage once a day. Now I find out that selfish bastard was rationing me? How could he do that?"

  Chance sat up next to her, putting his arm around her. "Maybe he was tired. It happens."

  "Yeah, or saving himself for someone else," she said viciously. Then she turned to Chance. "I'm sorry, you must think I'm naive. It's just … he was my first."

  Chance kissed her on the forehead.
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  "So, er, how many times …?" she asked.

  "How long have we got?"

  "Checkout is at ten."

  Chance held his hand out, ticking his fingers off one by one. When he started on his toes, Allie exploded with laughter. "Very funny, you rotten tease."

  He gave her a thoughtful look, and her laughter died.

  "No way," she said, her eyes wide. "You'll wear it off!"

  "Sure, but that's not what I had in mind."

  "It's not?"

  Chance kissed her neck. "Not every time."

  "So …?"

  He moved lower, kissing her breast, then eased her gently back onto the bed. He adjusted his position and kissed her belly, slowly moving lower and lower.

  "Oh!" she said, as his lips moved still lower. "Oh!"

  Chance knelt on the floor, Allie's knees against his shoulders. After kissing her mound, exploring her with his lips, Chance moved to the inside of her knee, kissing first one leg then the other, moving further and further up her thighs each time. He felt her stiffen as he got closer to his goal, felt her anticipation building. He breathed on her, letting the hot air wash over her skin, letting her know just how close he was getting. Then his lips met the soft warmth between her legs, and she gasped out loud. Chance ran his tongue over her lightly, tasting her sweetness, and she gasped again. Her hands felt for his face, moved to his cheeks, clasped his head tightly as Chance used his tongue on her. She began to move on the bed, her leg muscles tightening and relaxing as she met his slow rhythm. Her gasps were continuous now, little pants of delight every time he darted his tongue inside her, and her palms were moist on his cheeks. Her fingers were trembling, and when he slid his hands over her belly to her breasts, she groaned with pleasure.

  Chance teased her nipples lightly, before spreading his hands to cup her breasts. He released her, moving his hands in slow circles, brushing her nipples with his palms, and he felt her responding.

  Suddenly she sat up, a lock of hair over one eye, her gaze intent. She put her hands on his shoulders as she climbed down off the bed, pushing him backwards and straddling him. Then she began to tease him, squatting to rub herself up and down his shaft, almost swallowing the tip before sliding away again. Each time, she smiled down at him, her lips pressed together and that same look of intensity in her eyes. He could feel her climax nearing, and her face and chest flushed red as she struggled to hold on against the surging passion.

  On the next stroke Chance gripped her buttocks and hauled her further up his belly, guiding the tip of his shaft between her legs. Then he hauled her down again, driving into her powerfully. She put her head back and moaned, her eyes closed, and he eased her off, until the tip of his shaft was barely touching her. Then he drove her down again, giving a thrust of his hips as her buttocks met his thighs.

  "Ahhh!"

  She groaned and hung her head, her breath blowing the curtain of hair from her face. Her hands were on his chest, her palms hot, her fingers hooked like claws.

  "Ahhh!"

  She cried out as he drove into her again, lifting himself off the floor with the strength in his legs. Allie was close now, her lips parted and luscious red, her face flushed, her nipples hard. He craned his neck and took the nearest between his lips, sucking it in gently before flicking his tongue over the tip, harder and harder.

  "Ah … ahh … ahhh!"

  She experienced a powerful spasm, her nails digging into his chest, and suddenly she was moving like lightning on top of him, bearing down hard as she took him inside her, lifting halfway before thrusting down again and again. Chance flicked her nipple with his tongue, and her cries became strident as the climax took her.

  He came with her, thrusting upwards into her, gripping her hips to hold her against him as their bodies jerked and paused, jerked and paused. Then with a final spasm, she collapsed in his arms.

  "Oh my God," she whispered. "That was unbelievable."

  Chance kissed her neck, running his hands over her back and down to her buttocks. She wiggled on top of him, and he gave her a little smack.

  "Mmm. Kinky," she murmured.

  Chance ran his hands over the backs of her legs, before kneading her buttocks. He was still inside her, still hard, and she started to move on top of him.

  "Don't you need a rest?" she whispered. She squeezed him then, tightening her muscles. "Mmm. Silly question."

  Chance smacked her lightly, and she breathed in sharply. He smacked her again, and she put her lips to his ears. "Harder."

  Smack!

  Chance brought his hand down firmly, and he felt her jump. "Harder," she whispered again.

  Smack!

  "Ahh!"

  His palm stung from the blow, and he felt her stiffen on top of him. Slowly, she relaxed, and then he smacked her again.

  Smack!

  "Ahh!"

  She raised herself on her elbows, and he licked her nipples, one side then the other.

  Smack!

  "AHH!"

  She had her eyes closed now, her teeth gritted, her lips pressed together. Chance raised both hands and slapped both buttocks at once, sharply.

  SMACK!

  "AHHH!"

  She cried out with pain, and he wondered whether he'd gone to far. He hesitated, but she gripped his shoulders. "Again! Again!"

  SMACK!

  "Ahh! Oh God!"

  She started moving then, frantically driving him into her, and he clung to her as she came with a rush, gasping and crying with pain and pleasure. Then, when she was done, she collapsed on him with a huge sigh. Chance laid his hands on her buttocks, not moving, just letting the warmth of his palms soothe her.

  "Are you all right?" he whispered.

  "I'm not going to sit down for a week."

  "Sorry."

  Allie kissed him. "Don't be silly. I've never felt anything so intense."

  They shared a shower after that, and then Chance took her to bed once more, making love to her slowly and lazily before she fell asleep in his arms. He studied her delicate features in the near-darkness, tenderly moving a lock of hair away from her eye as he wondered what the next day had in store for her.

  They had breakfast together, with Allie silent and thoughtful throughout. Chance tried to cheer her up, but her face was set, and he realised she couldn't focus beyond checkout. As far as she was concerned, that was the end of her brief respite.

  They went to her room, where she packed quickly, putting her things in the small case. Then she accompanied Chance to the lift.

  He'd already offered her money, a place to stay, help getting her back on her feet, but she'd refused everything with a shake of her head. "This is my new start," she said. "I have to make my own choices. Be in control."

  Her footsteps slowed as they neared the hotel entrance, and Chance wondered whether she'd changed her mind. Instead, she took a purse from her bag and dug inside, taking out a single dollar coin. There was a row of poker machines nearby, cycling through their attract modes under a huge electronic sign flashing 'Jackpot: Two Million Dollars!'. "Last chance," said Allie, and she walked to the nearest machine, dollar in hand.

  She pressed the coin into the slot and leaned on the button, closing her eyes as the machine beeped and clicked. Then … nothing. "My bad luck's come back to haunt me," she said, with a little smile.

  Chance reached into his pocket, but Allie stopped him. "It's all right. I have one more." She dug around in her bag and eventually took out a tiny, badly-knitted purse. It had a red button holding the flap down, and inside was a small coin. "This is my lucky dollar. I've had it since I was a little girl."

  Chance realised what she intended. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

  She nodded. "I'm cutting myself free of the past. A totally new beginning."

  "The odds aren't very good."

  "The odds are terrible, but it is my lucky dollar." Allie dropped the coin in the slot, then hesitated with her finger over the button. After a moment she withdrew her hand, turnin
g to Chance and slipping her hands behind his neck. He put his arms around her, holding her tight. "If I win, will you collect for me?" she whispered. Then, before he could react, she walked away.

  Chance almost followed, but she'd trusted him with her lucky coin, and the machine was waiting. He pressed the button and the display whirled through a sequence of images. One horseshoe appeared, and Chance looked after Allie, spotted her at the exit. He glanced down at the machine, and saw a second horseshoe alongside the first. The last image was still moving, prolonging the agony. Meanwhile, Allie was in the doorway, about to walk out of the hotel.

  There was a click as the final image fell into place, and then … a ringing bell, a siren, flashing lights. Chance stared at the machine in disbelief, saw the three matching symbols, realised what it meant. He glanced towards the exit and saw Allie looking towards him, disbelief and hope on her face. Then she abandoned her case and started running. As she got closer he saw tears streaming down her cheeks. He took her in his arms, felt her crying with joy and relief, laughing and sobbing at the same time. "I told you it was my lucky dollar," she whispered. "I told you."

  Chance lifted her into the air, spinning them both round, making her shriek with delight. Then they kissed, holding each other tight.

  Above them, the big casino sign flashed on and off:

  Winner!

  $2,000,000!

  Winner!

  $2,000,000!

  Winner!

  $2,000,000!

  -# End #-

  Twin Chance

  Luke Chance Quickies #12

  © Lucy Tucker 2012

  Cover Design (c) Lucy Tucker

  Image from 123RF Stock Photo

  All Rights Reserved

  About Twin Chance ...

  Elderly gentleman Desmond Harrow strikes again, inviting Luke Chance to his estate for a weekend of fishing, hunting and relaxation. On arrival, Chance discovers a surprise waiting for him ... actually, make that two surprises.

 

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