Wicked Envy Read online Sawyer Bennett (Wicked Horse Vegas #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Wicked Horse Vegas Series by Sawyer Bennett
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
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Avril, of course, knows nothing of the justice Dane dispensed. Just as she doesn’t know the extent of the damage Dane did to Jordan Massie’s face our junior year at Berkley. That’s just the way Dane handles things.

We all have our roles. While I’m the one that will ward off the chill when Avril’s cold, Dane is going to be the one to exact vengeance on her behalf, and she’ll never even know it happened.

The three of us through thick and thin.

When Dane came up with a venture idea his senior year in college to create a machine that analyzed a pinprick’s worth of blood for hundreds of diseases, no one thought he was crazy. Not me. Not Avril. And not any of the professors he ran the idea by.

By the time he graduated, he was well on his way to raising capital to begin research and development. He offered Avril and me immediate positions with his company he’d named Caterva BioTech, selling his own patch patent he’d already developed to fund positions for us.

But we weren’t quite ready to take active seats. Dane wanted Avril to get her MBA, and he wanted me to go further in my molecular-biology education. Avril officially joined Caterva as the chief operations officer the day she graduated with her MBA, and I joined two years later after I finished my Ph.D. in molecular biology as Caterva’s chief scientist. My designation didn’t mean I knew the most about blood analyzation, but it did mean I oversaw the research and design of the machine we were trying to create. Fast forward five years, and we had a product being beta tested on the market and Caterva was a Fortune 50 Company. Dane offered us tremendous stock options, which made us insanely wealthy and increased our personal stake in the company.

I mull over our history together as we take the long elevator ride up to The Wicked Horse. In all the things we’ve been through together, I never imagined I’d be coming to a sex club with Avril so we could both get our rocks off.

But Dane was right. I’ve been in a fucking dry spell, and I work so damn hard it’s impossible to meet women. Besides, I’ve been burned enough times by “love” that I just don’t have it in me to try for something that requires work. My experience has been it’s all for naught, or at least that’s how I started to view things after Claudia and I broke up after almost four years together through college.

When the elevator doors open, I’m not surprised by what I see. We step out into what looks like an upscale bar with dozens of beautifully dressed people mingling around with drinks in their hands. It’s exactly what I expected when Dane told me that this place was high end. The five-hundred-dollar per night entrance fee if you didn’t have a yearly membership ensured that the people within this club probably shit gold bricks.

We step up to a podium where a woman as beautiful as a cover model greets us. “Good evening. Do you have reservations?”

“We do,” I say, and I pull my phone out. The Wicked Horse has become so modernized, evening passes are purchased online with a bar code to show at the door. The woman behind the podium scans my phone, which shows two passes I’d purchased today after Dane walked out of my office. Avril and I decided to just get online and buy the damn things so we wouldn’t puss out. I paid for them, which Avril didn’t raise a stink about, but she’ll most likely leave a check on my desk on Monday to reimburse me.

The woman takes a few moments to explain the club and the rooms that are available, as well as the policies. Much of it I already knew because Dane has never held back from sharing his exploits here. If there’s one thing Avril was right about today in the office was that she is treated differently because she’s a woman. Dane would never share that shit with her, and I suspect it’s why he bailed on us tonight.

We’re offered a guided tour, but we decline, figuring we are really coming tonight just to gawk and have a good laugh. Avril buys us vodkas on the rocks. With our highball glasses in hand, we start to head toward the double doors on the far end of the room that will lead us to the various rooms that people can have sex in.



My cock is aching, and I’m so fucking horny that I want to just whip it out right here and rub one off. But that would be stupid when there’s such an abundant supply of pussy for the taking. I got over being embarrassed by my hard-on over half an hour ago when Avril leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Andrew… I’m not sure if it makes me a slut or what, but I’m definitely getting laid tonight.”


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