Page 54 of The Gambler

All Andros could think, was that she hadn’t known what a swan was, she was fascinated with butterflies and chocolate, and she had the brain of a fucking genius. He couldn’t quite connect the two, but he was gonna have to.

He looked at her as she tried to explain her plan to gramps. All he wanted to do was get back to where they were before all this had been revealed. Had it really been only a few days since he’d first seen her? Felt like a whole fucking lifetime had gone by.

“You must be tired baby, let’s take a nap. Whatever we’re gonna do can’t be done until the cover of night, so we might as well get some rest now. We’ll have another go at it later gramps; and no more dealing with the spooks, not until we’re out of here and I have her home safely. You said they don’t know what she looks like, or who she is and I’d like to keep it that way.

“Fine by me, you two go get some sleep, I’m gonna try to see what I can see about this fix our girl has got us into.Damn what I could do with that brain.”

“Gramps.”

“I kid, I kid.”

Yeah right, Andros told himself to remember to keep an eye on the two of them when they were alone together. He didn’t believe for a second that gramps would do anything that would cause her harm, but the old reprobate could get up to some serious shit when left unattended. The last thing he needed was for the two of them to form an unholy alliance. Fuck!

Chapter 30

He picked her up and held her close, as soon as the door was closed behind gramps. She clung to him like his little flower as he walked them over to the bed, and it helped to settle his racing heart a little more. He was thinking that he, of all people, should’ve expected, should’ve known, that there was more to her than met the eye. He’d been around greatness all his life after all. Had studied it for himself, up close and personal.

So why then had this blindsided him? It wasn’t because he was losing his touch, the week before they’d met he was still on his game. So why had his baby been the first one in all these years to get one over on him? The thought puzzled him for all of five seconds before his mind was turned to other things.

She started with soft nibbles on his ear as he was unbuttoning her shirt and pushing it off her shoulders. She didn’t stop there though, as soon as he pulled his own shirt over his head, her lips found their way to his chest. He was too enthralled by her actions to do more than hold the back of her head as she moved her lips over him.

He knew she was just repeating what he’d shown her, as she ran her hands all over him. When she started fighting with the buckle of his belt he helped her, before pushing her back gently to pull her jeans down over her legs. He took his time this time, running his fingers lightly over her, teasing her with little nibbles of her flesh.

She sighed and cooed and heated his blood with her wild responses to his touch. When he lifted her for his tongue, her ass held firmly in his hands, he dove in. She was like the sweetest nectar, and her hands in his hair, pulling him closer to her heat, made his cock leak.

He didn’t complain when, after she came in his mouth for the second time, she pushed him back. He did wonder at the secret smile she gave him as she made her way down his middle with her lips and teeth; until she reached his straining cock and licked him.

He watched as she stroked him up and down with her mouth covering his tip, her tongue tormenting the shit out of him with her slow licks. When it became too much, he pulled her up and over him until she was over his cock. Holding her eyes with his, he lowered her down gently until he was buried inside her to the hilt.

She made a little hitching sound in her throat as she bit her lip and flung her head back. He could only watch her as she took her pleasure from him. So sensual, so responsive; his heart was full to overflowing with the love he felt for her. He made another vow that no matter what he would find a way to keep her safe. When he’d said that before he’d had no idea of the shit she could get up to.

“Come here baby.” he pulled her head down to his for another kiss. This one was different though; she was more aggressive. She pulled one of his hands away from her hip and placed it on her tit, then she started fucking him harder as he played with her nipple, all the while she was laying and hide and go seek with his tongue.

“Fuck Jenna! He lost his train of thought as the wild thrashing of her hips as she rode him brought him to the brink. She had somehow learned how to massage his cock with the walls of her pussy and it was driving him insane. He couldn’t get enough of touching her, tasting her, feeling her.

He turned her over onto her back, his hips cradled between her thighs, as he cautioned himself to go slow even if it killed him, but she didn’t want slow. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, digging her nails and her heels into him as she moved. He was pounding into her, his hands caught in her hair as he held her head back for his tongue.

He fucked his little flower into the bed as all the worry and the stress of the past few days caught up with him. The fact that he’d found her alive and safe, that he could hold her in his arms once more, when the fear that she might be lost to him forever was something he hadn’t even allowed himself to dwell on, but had been there nonetheless.

“I love you baby.” The words were said into her mouth as she clenched around him and he spilled inside her.

For the rest of that day, he didn’t let her out of his sight. He kept her close while the five of them tried to figure out what the fuck they were going to do. They’d let the guys in on some of what was going on but not all, they didn’t need to know everything; because when this was over, he was planning to put her criminal past behind them. He knew she couldn’t unlearn all that she knew, but hopefully he could steer her in a different direction.

She was back to being his little Jenna again, tinkering with that toy of hers, only now the shit made him nervous because he wasn’t sure exactly what it was she was doing on the thing. Though every time he’d sneak a peak she’d be playingone of her games.

Gramps, for some fucked up reason found the whole thing hilarious and Andros was two steps away from braining the old man if he didn’t stop his shit. He didn’t find anything about this amusing, though the fear had eased a little, they were nowhere near being in the clear. He didn’t think he’d breathe easy again until they were back home where he could keep her safe.

As night approached and they still had no sure answers, he grew restless; he knew it was going to be up to him, that he was the one who would have to find a way into the palace, but so far they’d come up with nothing. They had a quiet dinner prepared by the staff. Jenna didn’t seem worried and he put that down to her natural innocence. He wasn’t sure how her mind worked when it came to these things; she had so many different angles, it was almost hard for him to keep up.

“Angel bath.” She made that announcement as they left the table.

“Okay I’ll run you a bath.” He didn’t question the fact that they’d taken a shower not too long ago; maybe she just preferred baths. His mind was so preoccupied that he just ran the bath and got her set up before heading back downstairs with the guys.

“Okay no matter what, I have to find a way into this place, if I don’t do it, she’s going to try and I can’t have that. We have just a few hours left to come up with a plan. Gramps you’ve been here before, do you know anything about the place? Is there anyway to gain an audience or some other bullshit?”

“Uh, ahem.”

“What is it old man?” Gramps was looking rather suspicious all of a sudden, and Andros knew that always spelt trouble for him. “What did you do?”

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