Page 6 of Big Beefy Kingpin

I look up to find the man still watching me and when he starts walking toward our table, cold sweat forms on my back.

I get a clear view of the man with every step he takes toward us and my breathing grows choppy when he steps up beside me.

“Smart of you to get rid of your friends,” he whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine with the deep baritone of his voice.

This close, he smells of expensive cologne that carries a smoky, musky scent which has me captivated.

“I… I didn’t…”

“You and I both know that’s not the truth,” he drawls, leaning in closer until I can feel his warm breath caress my cheek. “You’re a smart girl, to get away with cheating…”

“That’s not true,” I hiss vehemently, swinging around to defend myself but when I look into his cold brown eyes, my words freeze in my throat. A strange tingle passes between my legs and I gasp at the unbidden feeling. “I… I did… I…”

“I could take all your winnings and get you banned from the casino.”

Get me banned? Well, I guess I was right about him being someone with influence. Perhaps the head of security? Either way, I know this situation is getting worse by the second.

“Or?” I ask when it becomes clear that he’s not finished.

He smirks at my question, clearly having fun at my expense.

“Or, you and I could play a game. If you win, I’ll double your winnings.”

I blink at his words. Double my winnings? That would mean leaving this place with fifty thousand…Oh, God!

I stare up at him, trying to figure out if he is pulling my leg, but he seems to be serious. I don’t know anyone who would throw away that amount of money, which makes the bet all the more suspicious.

“What happens when you win?”

“I keep all your winnings and ban you from ever coming back to the casino.”

The latter I don’t care about but the thought of losing all the money I’d spent hours trying to win has my heart dropping to my feet.

I stand to lose, and gain, a lot of money but leaving without anything is not an option. I don’t exactly have a choice but to play. All the bills I have waiting for me back at home have me giving him a little nod, decision made.

Just one more game.

I can afford to swing a little higher, a litter faster, and hope I don’t fall to the ground.

Just one more win.

Chapter Four

Roman

She’s perfect.And I want her.

The way her plump lips part in shock has my cock throbbing in my pants.

I want to make her mine. Those perfect lips, I can picture them wrapped up around me, taking me into the back of her throat and sucking gently at my shaft. Her head bobbing on my lap, eyes fixed on mine and cheeks flushed red, just like they are now…

“I lost.”

She did.Terribly at that.

I let her cheat, watched her count cards all the way through the game, and there is no forgetting how her cheeks flamed into a pretty rosy shade when she realized she’d lost despite that.

“You lost,” I say, folding my arms around my chest and watching her. “And you cheated too.”

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