“Her.” Cole extended his hand and pointed at a curvy blonde that was dragging her luggage towards the front desk of the Bellagio. “I want to fuck her.”
“Okay, she’s hot.” I nodded and watched her ass sway as she walked. “But that’s a statement, not a bet.”
“I bet you can’t get her to fuck me.” Cold looked in my direction for a moment and then his eyes returned to the gorgeous goddess at the desk.
“So now I’m picking up bitches for you?” I raised my eyebrows. “I thought you were proud of your game.”
“I am, but she looks like a challenge. I’ll make it worth your while, though. I bet you can’t get her to fuck both of us.” He chuckled under his breath and drained his whiskey.
“Hmm.” I scratched my chin with my finger. “What are the stakes?”
“Obviously the stakes are her—look at her.” Cole turned his head towards me with a bewildered look on his face. “What more do you want?”
“Fine.” I exhaled sharply and nodded. “What the fuck are you going to make me do if I can’t convince her?”
“You gotta take my sister for another ride on the Ryker train.” A grin spread across Cole’s lips.
“Seriously?” I sighed and shook my head. “I fucked her like two months ago.”
“Yeah, and she misses you. Either way, you get your dick wet, right? The bet and the stakes are both within the boundaries of the rules.” Cole picked up his drink and tilted his head. “Right?”
“They are.” I continued staring at the blonde woman that had become my target. “But after this, I want a new rule. No more repeats. Your sister is going to think I fucking love her if you keep sending me to her house as punishment.”
“Punishment? Come on, that’s my sister you’re talking about.” Cole pretended to be offended, but he knew exactly what I meant.
Cole’s sister wasn’t a bad looking chick, but she had been around the block a few times. She bounced back from her cocaine habit with four kids trailing behind her, and didn’t even know who fathered two of them. I swore I wouldn’t even stop by for a quick fuck after one of them asked if I was their daddy, but I still found myself back in her bed a couple of weeks later. Cole knew how his sister felt about me and he knew I didn’t want to keep toying with her. The instant I saw more than a hint of lust in her eyes, I was done. I had only been back once since then, and it was after I lost one of our side-bets. It pissed me off that Cole would even suggest it again, but it was within the rules so I was stuck.
Okay, I guess I have to convince this girl to fuck the both of us. I should at least get her name.
I walked towards the front desk, still staring at the curve of her ass. She appeared to be alone, but I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. Vegas wasn’t just a simple tourist trap. It was the tourist trap. People showed up from all over the world to live out their sinful fantasies, and if she came alone, it might not be dick she craved. The bet was made, though, so I had to at least try. She finished checking out and started walking towards the elevators before I got close enough to hear the desk clerk say her name. I knew where she was staying at least, although the Bellagio was a big hotel. I walked close enough to see a sparkle in her beautiful emerald eyes as she passed by me. She noticed me too, and smiled before looking down at the floor.
Fucking hell—I don’t want to share her with anyone. I want her all to myself. If it was anyone but Cole, I’d just lose the bet on purpose so I could take my shot.
Everything about her was perfect. Her eyes might as well have been gems carved and carefully placed. She had soft, pouty lips that just begged to kissed with the kind of kiss that lasted for hours. Her tits weren’t enormous, but they were big enough to squeeze. Just the sight of her was enough to make my dick hard in my pants. I watched until she was out of sight and then turned towards the bar area where Cole was sitting. He had a smug smile on his face. He was going to get to fuck the gorgeous unnamed goddess without putting in an ounce of work. I was like a predator when I set my sights on something. He knew that. There was no way I would give up until I had a taste.
I don’t know what fantasy she’s looking for in Vegas, but she’s going to end up in my bed before she leaves Sin City.
Chapter Three
Aurora
I was in Vegas. It was really happening. The room they put me up in at the Bellagio was simply amazing. There was a mini-bar with everything I could imagine. I’m sure most people have been thrilled about the alcohol, but I was more excited to see all of the soda and energy drinks. The list of prices was enough to make my stomach do a somersault, though, so I decided not to let it tempt me. The same marbled floors from the lobby were in my hotel room, and a sign said they were heated. That intrigued me enough to remove my shoes and I smiled when I felt the heated marble underneath my feet. I wanted to go downstairs and explore the casino, but I decided to unpack first.
Becca would have absolutely loved this place. I wish she was here to see it with me. Oh well—her loss.
Everything about the hotel room was just as exciting as the heated floors. There was a shower that doubled as a sauna, a huge tub that might as well have been a swimming pool compared to the one at home, and so much room in the bathroom I could have safely done a backflip without hitting anything. The bedroom had sheer curtains that allowed me to see the Vegas Strip and a shield behind them that could turn the room pitch black. A king sized bed was in the middle of the room and it was so soft that I wanted to just sink into the mattress for a long nap. I fought against the urge, got everything unpacked, and put my shoes back on. I was practically shaking with excitement when I grabbed my purse and headed back downstairs to look around the casino.
Okay, I can’t spend too much, but I should at least be able to say that I gambled once while I was in Las Vegas.
The casino itself was like a kaleidoscope with bright, vivid colors coming at me from all directions. The slot machines looked intriguing and as I walked by them, I saw several people winning money. I knew winning money was unlikely, and the odds weren’t in my favor, but I still wanted to try. They looked more interesting than the rest of the games. I had never played poker or blackjack, so they were definitely not an option. I took a quick trip to the ATM, got some money, and looked for a slot machine that didn’t cost very much to play. After a couple of trips around the floor, I found a penny slot and took a seat. I fed it a twenty-dollar bill and stared as the game started.
“You’ll have to bet more than a penny if you want to win anything.” A man took a seat beside me and pointed at the button that would increase my bet.
“Ah, that’s how they get you.” I chuckled and nodded. “They advertise that you can play for a penny, but want you to put in a whole lot more.”
“Yep.” He put a twenty in his machine and hit the button for the maximum bet, which ate up forty cents with a single spin.
“Is it your first time in Vegas?” The man looked over at me and smiled.
“Yeah.” I looked at him and nodded. “Is it that obvious?”
“A little.” He chuckled and extended his hand. “I’m Ryker.”
“Aurora.” I took his hand and shook it. “I take it you’ve been here before?”
“You could say that.” He nodded quickly. “I live here.”
“Oh! Wow, that’s really cool. I couldn’t imagine living in a place like this. I grew up in a small town in the middle of Tennessee.” I hit the button to maximize my bet and watched my money disappear.
“It’s a wild place, that’s for sure.” He chuckled and hit the button on his machine.
I continued to gamble away the money I put in the machine, but I let my eyes wander to the guy next to me with a few quick glances. He was incredibly attractive—actually, that was an understatement. He was hot-as-sin. He was tall, tanned, and had a powerful frame that looked like it could lift a truck. His shoulders were broad, his chest was thick, and his forearms were almost as big as my calves. Each time he reached out to hi
t the button on his machine, I got a glimpse of his tattoos, which covered each muscular arms in beautiful ink. I had certainly never seen a man like him in my home town. Even a quick glance was enough to make me tingle and think dirty thoughts no virgin should have in her head.
“Would the two of you like a drink?” A waitress walked up with an empty tray in her hand.
“Yeah, I’ll take a Bud Light.” Ryker nodded and looked over at me. “What do you like to drink?”
“Oh—um. Could I have a water?” I raised my eyebrows and smiled.
“Sure, coming right up.” She walked towards the bar in the middle of the casino floor.
“The drinks are free, you know. You can indulge yourself a little bit.” Ryker chuckled and hit the button on his machine.
“Free? Wow.” I blinked in surprise.
“Yep, get drunk and spend money—that’s what they want.” He turned towards me in his seat and stopped playing on his slot machine.
“I don’t know about getting drunk, but it seems like this machine is going to take money?” I leaned back and nodded. “Even if it is fun to watch it disappear.”
“What brings you to Sin City?” Ryker smiled and tilted his head. “Business or pleasure?”
“I’m just here on vacation. I won a trip for two, but my sister bailed on me, so I decided not to waste it.” I shrugged and sighed.
“Oh, you’re here alone?” Ryker’s smile got a wider.
“Yeah.” I nodded, but immediately felt a bit of concern in my stomach.
Maybe I shouldn’t have admitted that.
“Here are your drinks.” The waitress walked up with a beer and a bottle of water.
“Thank you.” I smiled and took my water.
“Appreciate it. Here—this is for you.” Ryker dropped five dollars on her tray.
Oh crap, I was probably supposed to tip. I’ll have to remember that next time.
“What’s on the agenda for your first trip to Vegas?” Ryker sipped his beer and turned back towards me.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged and twisted the top off my water. “I just got here, but I’m planning to do a couple of tours and see a few shows. I can already say that I’ve gambled, so that’s one thing off my list.”
“Yeah, this place is cool, but you should gamble on Fremont Street if you want the real experience. Plus, you can see Vegas Vic.” Ryker sipped his beer again and smiled.
“That’s the cowboy, right?” I tilted my head to the side. “The one from all the movies?”
“Yep, plus there are a few of the old casinos still down there. People say they have better luck with those machines anyway when they’re playing slots.” Ryker nodded and put his beer beside the slot machine.
“Yeah, I’ll definitely have to check that out.” I nodded and smiled. “Thank you.”
“Well, actually—my buddy and I are heading down there in a little bit if you want to see Vegas with some locals.” He motioned to the bar. “That’s Cole. He’s drinking his money away instead of gambling it.”
“I thought the drinks were free?” I raised my eyebrows inquisitively.
“They are when you’re gambling, but they make sure you lose a little money before they offer you anything.” Ryker chuckled and turned back to his slot machine. “All right, I got a few more spins before I’m done.”
The man sitting at the bar was just as attractive as Ryker. He had a similar build, with the same shredded physique and a lot of ink. I hadn’t noticed Cole before, but once Ryker pointed him out, I realized he was watching us as he sipped his drink. The voice in my head was telling me to proceed with caution, but I also heard my sister’s voice, reminding me not to ignore guys that were hitting on me. Was that what Ryker was doing? Was the invitation to go with them to Fremont Street his way of letting me know he wanted to spend more time with me? I wished I had more experience with that sort of thing.
What if this is my one opportunity to actually hang out with someone and have fun while I’m here? Do I really want to waste it? Ryker is so freaking hot—guys like him never talk to me…
“Okay, I’m tapped out.” Ryker picked up his beer and finished it.
“Yeah, it’s looking like I’m not going to walk away with any money here.” I chuckled and nodded.
“So what do you say? Want to go with us?” Ryker stood up and looked down at me.
I shouldn’t—but I’m going to.
“Yeah, sure.” I nodded and I stood up from the slot machine. “You can be my tour guide.”
“I’d love to.” A smile spread across Ryker’s face. “Let me grab Cole before he orders another drink.”
I was playing with fire. I might have lived a sheltered life, but I knew gambling wasn’t the only reason Vegas was called Sin City. I envisioned myself letting go of my inhibitions, but I didn’t exactly picture myself hanging out with two smoking hot guys. What if Ryker wanted more? I couldn’t do anything like that. I had managed to make it through high school and college without losing my virginity—mostly because I didn’t really have an option to do so, but that wasn’t the point. I certainly couldn’t lose it to a random guy I met in Vegas, no matter how attractive he was. My hesitation didn’t stop me from watching as he walked over to Cole. It didn’t stop me from feeling a tingle when his dark colored eyes looked my way.
We’re just three people hanging out. That’s all this is.
“Aurora, this is Cole.” Ryker walked back over with his friend in tow.
“It’s very nice to meet you.” I nodded to him and smiled.
“The pleasure is mine—trust me.” Cole grinned and then turned to Ryker. “Okay, so we’re headed downtown, right?”
“Yep, let’s show this beautiful young lady our favorite part of Las Vegas.” Ryker nodded and smiled.
Beautiful? Me?
I felt safer taking an Uber, and I was happy when Ryker and Cole were receptive to the idea. I wanted to hang out with them, but I wasn’t quite comfortable with the idea of following them to their car. I looked out the window as the driver took us downtown. Everything about the Strip excited me. There were too many casinos and attractions for me to see everything in a week. Especially if I was going to take a day trip to the Grand Canyon and then spend most of another one visiting the Hoover Dam. There would be plenty left unseen when I finally had to leave. I was just happy to be there. I wished my sister was sitting beside me to take in the grandeur, but she made her choice.
“There’s Vegas Vic.” Ryker pointed out the window.
“Oh wow, that’s so cool.” I smiled and looked up at the iconic neon cowboy.
“Let’s start at the Golden Nugget.” Cole looked over at me. “You’ll probably recognize it from a few movies.”
“Okay, that sounds good.” I nodded and continued to be the most doe-eyed tourist on the planet.
Chapter Four
Cole
I was glad we left the Bellagio. It was Ryker’s favorite place to hang out, when he wasn’t on Fremont Street, but there were a few regulars I didn’t want to see—mainly because I owed them money. It started as a small loan from a shark when I was running short one month. I paid back what I borrowed the first time, but I got greedy and went back for more. I was on what I thought was a good streak and wanted to capitalize on it. I should have known better. The cards always lose their magic eventually. I borrowed more to try and win back what I lost, which was even bigger mistake. I had been paying the money back slowly, but that kept my pockets light. It was better if I avoided our next conversation until I had some money in my pocket to make sure the loan shark didn’t think I was trying to screw him over.
I also didn’t want Ryker to find out how much I owed. The two of us had done a good job of staying on the right side of the law for several years. I was pretty sure I would have to do something illegal to clear my debt at some point, and I didn’t want to drag him into it with me. We were closer than brothers and if he knew I was in trouble, he wouldn’t hesitate to help. It wasn’t f
air to shoulder him with my problems when he had worked so hard to get us out of the illegal shit in the first place. We swore that part of our lives was over and if I had to risk my freedom, I wasn’t going to risk his in the process.
What I really needed was a distraction. The beautiful Aurora was the most distracting woman I had seen in a long time, and exactly what I needed. The instant I saw her, I knew I had to do more than stare. She was stunning with a body that made me rethink my vision of perfection. Her curves needed to be caressed, teased, and touched. Her pouty lips needed to be wrapped around my cock. I wanted to be make her squirm and then listen to her scream. I could have probably gotten what I wanted without Ryker’s help, but it was a lot more fun to share. Sharing kept things in check and made sure there was no emotional attachment. I did that dance once and never would again.
“Okay, let’s get some drinks and find something fun to do.” I looked over at Aurora. “Do you play cards?”
“No, I’ve never played any games that required money.” She shook her head back and forth.
“The slot machine was fun, though.” She looked towards the line of machines that were lit up with bright neon lights.
“All right, slots it is. The drinks will be free over there, at least once we lose a little money.” I chuckled and walked over to the first machine.
Slots were boring and a waste of money, but it was better to let Aurora pick our entertainment. After all, the only entertainment I really cared about was her. Aurora had a certain shyness about her. It was cute and made me want her even more. I just had to play it cool and let Ryker work his magic. I knew I was an asshole for making my sister the punishment if he failed to seduce Aurora, but I also knew it would motivate him more than anything else. There was a time when I thought he would marry my sister, but she changed a lot while we were away serving our country. She seemed to still have a thing for him, but he no longer felt anything for her except nostalgia over what might have been. It was a weakness, and while it was a dick move, I was willing to do anything to have the gorgeous blonde in my bed once I saw her.
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