Page 33 of Merciless Wager
So, you knew I let you win the first time.
I didn’t justify her accusation with a verbal response, but I did smirk at her. “Strip, unless you don’t want to play anymore. Just remember, if you don’t play, you can’t win.”
I could see the vehement determination in her eyes. She wanted to beat me, and badly. I arched a brow as she continued to hesitate.
“Fine,” she said as she got up and removed her dress.
My mouth watered at the sight of the satin as it slid over her small hips and down her long legs, revealing her lace panties to my hungry gaze. Like the dress, they were also red, and that color had always been like flashing red in front of a bull.
I stared at her the moment she sat down, and almost chuckled when her nipples hardened. Aurora brought her arms up to cover herself, then began to rub her limbs vigorously as if chilled. She’d been cold-natured since arriving here and had even mentioned an autoimmune disorder. Tonight, I suspected this was a ploy to draw on my sympathy and not actually a sign of actual discomfort.
I picked up the cards, shuffled, then dealt two to each of us. This hand was appearing to be worse than the last, and I stared down at the Ace of Clubs and Five of Hearts with irritation. A quick glance told me she had something better than me because she was smiling from ear to ear.
Aurora had no poker face at all, so it was best that this game was between the two of us. If she happened to win this hand, I’d need to remind her that she had indeed gotten lucky.
I forced myself not to even entertain the idea of losing. My own competitiveness wouldn’t allow me to fold, so I called as she made her bet. The next card was the three of hearts. If I’d been wagering for anything I could actually lose, I might’ve evenbroken a sweat. This was different as she wouldn’t win even if she did come out victorious, so I sat back and called once more.
The final card was laid down, and it was the King of spades. When she checked, I saw her expression fall immediately. It looks like my Bellezza had been trying to fool me after all. I checked as well, then waited for her to lay down her cards. She had the eight and nine of spades, and the moment I threw down my ace, she began to grumble.
“Aces high. Looks like I win. Time to get naked, Bellezza.”
“Cheater!” she exclaimed in anger, then reached down to grab her dress, but before she could pick it up, I rounded the table and pulled it from her hands.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m getting dressed. You didn’t play fair?—”
“I never claimed I’d play fair, Bellezza. I just said that I’d play, and you agreed.” Her glare would’ve slayed a weaker man. “And I didn’t have to cheat. Your cards sucked.”
“You’re impossible. I don’t know how you did it, but I’m sure you cheated somehow. Ethics should’ve been an unspoken thing, but I guess men like you don’t possess any of them.”
Anger flared within me as she tried to vex me with her insult, but also arousal. Mostly the latter. “You’re right,” I replied.
“I am?” she asked as confusion filled her.
In that moment, I knew she wanted to fight with me. She liked it, even. A slow smile spread across my lips, and it had her slowly backing away from me.
“Why so nervous all of a sudden? Are you afraid your ass is writing a check it can’t cash?”
“N-no. I just never expected you to admit you were wrong. And now that you have, I’m going?—”
“I never admitted to being wrong,” I pointed out.
“What? You just said...”
“I agreed that I was impossible, but nothing more.”
“They say the most dangerous liars are the ones that think they’re telling the truth.”
“Perhaps,” I said and watched as she turned and started to walk away. Grabbing her hair, I yanked her back against me, and my cock immediately hardened the moment she was back to chest against me. I leaned in and nibbled on her earlobe before whispering, “But there’s a saying I prefer much more.”
“A-and that is?”
“That you would look better with something in your mouth.” I then pushed on the top of her head, holding her down as I circled her body. “Since I’ve won, I get whatever I want from you. Right now, I want you to open those pouty lips and deep throat my cock.” I tipped her head back while I removed my pants, then smirked at her volatile expression. “And if you’re a good girl and you suck it right, I’ll fill your throat with my cum.”
Arousal flared in those cerulean orbs of hers. She might want to argue and fight me, but we both knew that no one had ever fucked her the way I had, and she wanted more. I did too, but that went without saying.
I gripped my cock, then brought it to her mouth. After tapping her lips with it, she finally opened enough for me to thrust inside. Damn, the moment I did, she closed down around me, causing her teeth to apply pressure to my Jacob’s ladder.
