“Shit.” I nodded and took a drag off my cigarette. “Fine, I fold.”
“Luck ain’t on your side.” Grit chuckled as he scooped up my money.
“Not today it seems.” I shrugged and tossed my next ante into the middle of the table. “Maybe I’ll get lucky on the next hand.”
Grit was playing as smart as I was and my plan was draining money faster than I wanted. I drew a couple of good hands and managed to recover some of it, and then I got a good run going for a few hands after that. Just when it looked like things were turning around, the cards fucked me a few times, and I was down again. I spent several hours going back and forth until I got to where I needed to be with a little extra money I could lose and walk away. There was a part of me that wanted to push my luck, but I wasn’t at the right table for that. Grit and the other members of the Vegas Scourge MC were still smiling, even if I was taking their money, so that was a good sign. I bet big on a losing hand, folded a few times, and finally declined the next round when the dealer started to toss the cards.
“Okay, that’s it for me. I might be able to pay my rent if I leave now.” I looked around the table to judge their reaction.
“That’s fine.” Grit nodded and looked over at me. “You’ll be back again—we’ll get your money the next time you sit at our table.”
“I’ll try to bring more next time.” I chucked and pushed up on my knuckles.
“Why don’t you think about putting on the jacket between now and then.” Grit winked at me. “We could use you, especially if we have to stand against Thaddeus.”
“Fuck, do you really think it’ll come to that—all out war?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
“It might.” Grit sighed and nodded again. “Carlos was a bastard, but at least he left us alone. I don’t think Thaddeus will extend the same courtesy.”
“I’ll think about it.” I folded my money up and stuff it in my pocket.
“Talk to Ryker, too—he’s not going to be able to run through the locals at the Bellagio forever.” Grit looked at his cards and made a bet before turning back towards me. “Tell him to come play with us at least. It’s been a while.”
“Will do.” I turned towards the door and started walking.
I knew there was no way Ryker would ever put on a MC cut, much less pledge loyalty to Grit. Still, if there was hope, Grit might keep letting me play without losing his shit when I walked away with some extra money in my pocket. I had a long way to go before my debt was clear, and if the cards didn’t work, I was going to be doing something that I really didn’t want to do. At the end of the day, survival was what I cared about most. If that meant stringing along the Vegas Scourge, then so be it. I had done a lot of stuff to survive before Ryker and I decided to pull away from our illegal activities.
I stopped by Johnny’s place and paid off some of my debt. The atmosphere was friendly, and if they were worried about Thaddeus, it didn’t show. I was actually feeling good about things when I left. I hoped Thaddeus didn’t make any moves on Johnny until my debt was clear, but I had a lot of dollars between my current financial state and that reality. With the most worrisome part of my day over with, I decided that it was time to hit the bar. I had no idea what was going on with Ryker and Aurora, but it seemed that any chance I had of joining in on the fun was over with. Some dirty thoughts certainly went through my head when I took her upstairs, especially when the alcohol made her so horny I could practically smell her lust. Ryker wouldn’t have let me go through with it, even if alcohol was sending my moral compass spinning.
“Another whiskey?” The bartender walked over and looked at my empty glass.
“Yep, and keep them coming.” I nodded and motioned to the glass.
I liked spending the day with Aurora. Part of me regretted calling off the bet, because it meant I would never get more than her drunken affection, but it was the right move. She was a sweet girl, and if she decided to fuck Ryker while she was sober, then it was her choice. The sparks were definitely flying between them when the sun came up. There was no denying that. My place was on the sidelines, and I was fine with that. I sat at the bar for several hours, sipping whiskey and letting my mind spin with ideas for making money. Just when I was about to call it a night, my phone lit up and I saw Ryker’s number on the screen.
“Hey man, what’s up?” I lifted the phone to my ear.
“Did you take care of everything?” His voice echoed on the other end of the line.
“Yep, I’m just hanging out at the bar right now. I’ll probably head home in a little bit. Do you want to go with me, or are you going to stay with Aurora again?” I tilted my head to hold the phone against my shoulder.
“Actually…” Ryker hesitated for a moment and I could hear apprehension in his voice. “She wants you to join us.”
“Ha!” I laughed and shifted on the stool. “What’s on the agenda this time? Are we going to break into Mike Tyson’s house and steal his tiger so she can get the full Hangover experience?”
“No, not exactly.” Ryker chuckled lightly. “She… doesn’t want us to call off the bet.”
“I’m sorry, what?” I blinked in confusion.
“She wants the two of us—at the same time.” Ryker exhaled loud enough for me to hear him through the phone. “Are you up for that?”
“Fuck, man, of course I am.” I dug into my pocket so I could pay my tab. “I’ll be right there.”
I didn’t hesitate for a minute. If Aurora wanted us both, then I wasn’t going to waste an opportunity to devour her beautiful curves. I had to assume she wasn’t a virgin anymore. Ryker popped her cherry, and apparently that wasn’t enough. It seemed that I had underestimated Aurora. She was sweet and innocent, but there was a lingering desire that we brought to the surface. Alcohol often magnified what was already present and just tore away inhibitions, so perhaps her sheltered life had left her craving adventure. I wasn’t going to get the answers to my questions sitting at the bar, so I settled with the bartender and headed towards the elevator. It was going to be a great night. My debt was clear for the moment, and the most beautiful girl in Vegas was about to share her bed with me.
This is why I love Sin City. You never know what kind of fantasies it will bring to life.
Chapter Eleven
Aurora
Ryker made me feel things I never imagined. It was hard to believe I had only met him the day before. I no longer felt like the sheltered virgin that stepped off the plane in Las Vegas with nothing but the allure of the city’s wonders on my mind. There was a new excitement inside me—a fire that begged to be extinguished while roaring out of control. My pussy ached after my body was ravaged by Ryker, but it was the kind of ache that left me wanting more. My desires clashed with my thoughts. I had to stay focused on desire while letting emotions fall to the wayside. I had to separate my lifelong thoughts about love and sex in order to live in the moment, because the moment was glorious.
I knew what would happen when I left Las Vegas. Deep down, that reality never left me, even as my body reacted to Ryker’s touch. I would never see Ryker again. He would be a permanent memory and one I would cherish forever, but that was all he would be—all he could be. We lived in different worlds and we might as well have existed in a different timeline. Ryker was tough, rugged, and Sin City was his home. He wasn’t the kind of man I could fall in love with. I would return to Tennessee a different woman than the one that left, but my life would go in a different direction. Ryker would always be there in the deepest part of my mind because he was my first. That would be where he stayed when the plane carried me away. There was no other option.
“I talked with Cole. He’s on his way up.” Ryker walked into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed. “Are you absolutely sure this is what you want?”
Yes. No. Maybe.
“Let’s just see where it goes.” I looked up at him and smiled.
What did I really want? Did I even know? There was nothing unattractive abou
t Cole. He was hot-as-sin, just like Ryker. He might have been a little rough around the edges with an attitude to match, but damn—he was certainly delicious. If he had sat down beside me at the slot machine, it might have been him I found myself entranced by from the start. That wasn’t his place, though. If I was brave enough to do what they originally wanted when they first saw me, he might very well be my salvation. He could be the missing piece that kept my emotions simmering below the surface while lust drew me into their embrace. There was no way I could fall for Ryker if Cole provided a needed distraction.
There must have been something inside me that wanted Cole, even if Ryker was the one I found myself favoring. Cole was the one I went after first when I was drunk. I had no memory of the encounter, but Ryker filled me in on the missing fragments that the alcohol erased. That was the woman I needed to be if I was going to leave Sin City with my heart intact. I had to let go of my inhibitions, enjoy the moment, and then walk away. I wondered how people did that on a regular basis—connect with someone so deeply and never see them again. It was something I needed to learn. I couldn’t be a sheltered child anymore. The real world was waiting for me and if I wanted to have all of things I dreamed about, I had to learn how to simply embrace passion for what it was.
“Did someone order room service?” Cole’s voice echoed from the living room, followed by a chuckle.
“We’re in here.” Ryker looked back at me one last time, trying to read my expression.
“I’m ready.” I reached out and touched his hand.
“It looks like the two of you started without me.” Cole walked into the bedroom and immediately peeled off his shirt.
This is it—no turning back now.
“Don’t worry—there’s plenty of me to go around.” I bit down on my lip and crawled out of bed.
Did those words come out of my mouth?
“I’ll let you two have a few minutes to get warmed up—it’s only fair since I got you all to myself. Twice.” Ryker chuckled and stood.
“Twice? Well, aren’t you an interesting little virgin.” Cole walked up and put his hands on my hips.
“I’m not a virgin anymore.” I stared into his eyes and felt my heart beating hard in my chest.
“I bet your pussy is still nice and tight.” Cole moved his hand and pushed it into the waistband of my panties, not stopping until his finger was against my wetness.
“Oh god.” I moaned when he began to push his finger inside me.
Cole grabbed the back of my head and pulled me close. I could feel his hard cock pressed against his pants once he was against me. He kept his finger inside my pussy, slowly grinding it against my g-spot as his lips slammed into mine. Ryker was right. Cole was a lot rougher. He held me in a tight embrace, twisting his hand into my hair as he forced his tongue into my mouth. My body reacted to his touch immediately and I felt the fire inside me roaring back to life. He kissed me so hard that I thought he was going to bruise my lips, but I loved the way it felt. His finger moved so fast that I thought he was going to make me cum before my panties ever came off. I squirmed in his arms, moving my hips against his hand until I was about explode, but then he pulled his finger away.
“Not yet.” He leaned back from my lips and I saw lust in his eyes. “You don’t cum until I give you permission.”
“How is that fair?” My eyes squinted as my body absorbed the orgasm that was denied at the last second.
“It’s not about fair.” He tightened his grip on my hair. “You do what I say—I own your body now.”
Wow, those words made me feel something I’ve never felt before.
“What are you going to do with it, then?” I tilted my head to the side. “Since you own it.”
“I’m going to use it—any way that I want.” He pulled my hair until my eyes were staring at the ceiling. “On your knees.”
I obeyed him without question. There was something about his commanding tone that just compelled me to do it. It felt natural. Once I was on my knees, I saw the outline of his cock in his pants. He pulled me closer until my lips were pressed against his jeans. His hips shifted, dragging his cock against my lips several times until the denim made them almost numb. I could feel his dick throbbing against my lips, even though they were numb. Ryker walked back into the room and crawled into the bed behind me. I couldn’t even turn my head to look at him with Cole’s hand tangled in my hair. I thought it would be strange to be with Cole after losing my virginity to Ryker, but I found myself captivated by Cole’s dominance. It was a new feeling entirely—one that I found myself craving as my lips teased his length through his jeans.
“Show me what that hot mouth of yours was made to do.” Cole stared at me as he pushed my head back.
“Okay.” I drew a breath and lifted my hands to his belt.
“I didn’t ask for your hands.” He pushed them away immediately. “If you want it, you’re going to have to work for it.”
I blinked in confusion a couple of times and then realized what I had to do. I leaned forward and bit down on the edge of his belt near the buckle. I pulled on it until the end of his belt was hanging free. Cole released his grip on my hair and I pulled his belt tight, trying to force the metal prong out of the hole. It took several tries, but I finally got it to separate. His cock throbbed in anticipation and I felt my pussy getting so wet my panties were practically swimming in my lust. I never imagined something like that enticing me, but it made my body burn with a strange desire. I pulled on his belt until both sides were hanging at his waist and then removed it from his jeans. A new task awaited me once his belt was on the floor.
“Are you going to make me wait all night?” Cole narrowed his eyes and glared at me.
“No.” I shook my head back and forth as I leaned forward.
I sank my teeth into the denim near the button on the front of his jeans and pulled. The button was too big to easily pull through the hole. I gave it several hard tugs and felt his cock throb as I tried to free it. I was going to have to use my tongue. There was no other way to unbutton them. I pushed my tongue against the button to hold it in place and tried to force it through the hole as I pulled back on the denim with my teeth. It took a few tries, but it finally worked. I pulled the front of his jeans apart and felt the zipper against my lips. I tried to cover my teeth with my lips and unzip his jeans, but the pressure made my teeth push into the tender flesh inside my mouth. I bit down on it carefully with my teeth and used my body weight to move the zipper. It wasn’t easy with his dick fully engorged in his jeans, but I managed to get the zipper all the way down.
“Keep going.” Cole looked down and nodded. “You’ve almost found your prize.”
I traced his abdomen with my tongue and then tugged on his jeans. They were unzipped, but still fairly tight around his muscular physique. I tugged on the denim with my teeth, moving along his waist, and finally felt them shift. Once they were past his hips, I was able to get them down to his knees without much difficulty. I raised up and stared at his boxer shorts. They were so tight against his abdomen that I wasn’t sure I could easily remove them. I leaned forward and pushed my tongue against his flesh, then into the waistband of his boxer shorts. With a little work, I was able to get a grip on the fabric without scraping against his skin, and slowly dragged them down his hips. It wasn’t easy, but my prize was finally in front of me, fully engorged and throbbing with anticipation.
“You know what to do now.” He tilted his head to the side.
I leaned forward and opened my mouth, pushing my tongue past my lips and tasting his cock for the first time. He gasped when my tongue rolled around his glans. I stayed balanced on my knees, slowly working my tongue down his shaft. His dick was enormous and I had no idea how I was going to get it into my mouth. It looked like it would choke the life out of me before I could ever make him cum. I kept my tongue against his flesh, sliding up and down his shaft, teasing the glans each time I reached the tip. I worked up the courage to finally try to actually
pull it between my lips. My jaw hurt as it was stretched wider than it had ever been before. Even that wasn’t quite enough. I felt discouraged, but I had worked so hard to get to that point, and I wasn’t going to give up.
“Show me how bad you want to please me.” Cole pushed his thumb against my chin, making my mouth open even wider. “Your hot mouth was made for sucking cock.”
I stretched my jaw and closed my eyes. Cole’s glans pushed past my lips and I felt it against my tongue. It felt like a small victory, even if I wasn’t all the way there yet. I started to suck on the tip, taking it further into my mouth each time I pushed forward. I heard Cole gasp and his dick throbbed. Hearing his pleasure made my body tingle and I was desperate to make him cum. I took more of his length, feeling it against the back of my throat. I started to move my lips faster, feeling him collide with my throat each time he went deep. It wasn’t enough to make him cum, even if I could hear him groaning with pleasure. I had to take every inch, even if it did choke me. I tried to control my gag reflex, using every second of oxygen I could to pull him into my throat before I was forced to lean back and gasp for air.
“Are you going to make me cum or just tease me?” Cole grabbed the back of my head and forced his dick deep into my throat. “Swallow my cock—show me how bad you want it.”
My head spun, but Cole held me tight. I couldn’t breathe. My vision went blurry for a second. I started to choke, but he didn’t let go. I slammed my hands into the floor and squirmed in his grasp. After several seconds, he pulled back and gave me a chance to breathe, but then his cock went deep in my throat again. I swallowed hard, breathing through my nose, even though it wasn’t enough air to fill my lungs completely with his cock blocking my airway. After forcing my mouth to take his cock several times, he let go of my hair. I emulated what he did on my own, controlling my breath and pulling him deep into my throat. When my lips pressed against his abdomen and he was all the way in, I felt like I had accomplished the impossible.
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