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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Since Avril sits left of the dealer, the next bet is to her. She studies her cards, the frown never lessening, and I can’t help but grin on the inside when she throws a ten-dollar chip in the pile. The bet comes to me, and I add in my ten, as do the next two men.

When it gets to Kynan, he throws in a ten-dollar chip and then picks up a twenty, tossing it on the pile.

Back to Avril, who peers harder at her cards, cuts her eyes to me as if I can tell her what to do, and then back to the cards. Finally, she picks up a twenty chip and throws it on. “Call.”

I still have only a pair of tens, ace high, which isn’t going to beat whatever Kynan’s holding. I fold as do the other two men.

It’s between Avril and Kynan, and I suspect Avril’s getting ready to lose some money. I’d worry for her except I don’t because she’s paid very well for what she does and losing thirty dollars is nothing to her. So, I sit back and relax, watching my girl get her ass kicked when they lay the cards out.

“Interested in a side bet?” Kynan asks Avril with a wicked grin.

Her head tilts and curiosity fills her eyes. “Like what?”

“I win, you come over here and give me a blow job. You win, I’ll make you come with my mouth.”

Avril doesn’t even get her mouth open to respond when I say from across the table, “Not going to happen.”

Kynan’s eyes come to mine, and I can see he’s amused. I wonder if he actually did that just to bait me. He’s tried to join us on the few occasions we’ve come here but we’ve declined, content on Avril and me just being together for now. By the swift reaction I just had, I think it’s safe to assume I’m still not ready to share her and not sure I ever will be.

Avril also turns to look at me and says, “I can answer for myself.”

“Go ahead,” I say with a sweep of my hand toward Kynan. “But he already got the message.”

For a moment, I think I’ve pissed her off, being so high handed and all, but her eyes warm, then flash hot. “I like it when you go all Neanderthal on me.”

I throw my head back and laugh, picking up my scotch and taking a sip. When I put the glass down, I say, “In that case, I’ll make sure to pull your hair hard when I fuck you later.”

All the men at the table laugh, including Kynan. But his eyes are still filled with mischief when he turns back to Avril and says, “How about if I win, you have to give a sexy lap dance to your boyfriend there for all of us to enjoy.”

Fuck, but it’s endearing as Avril’s face flames red, and I know it’s not because she’s shy to get it on in front of others. I think it has to do with the fact that she can’t dance. Like as in can’t dance at all. She moved like a wooden robot any time I’ve ever seen her attempt to dance, and Andrew and I have always laughed about it.

To my surprise, though, she lifts her chin and says, “You’re on.”

Kynan grins big and lays down his cards. A flush.

Avril swallows hard, but flips her cards over. I see my other two tens laying there along with three sixes. A full house.

Kynan busts out laughing as Avril rakes the pile of chips in.

“That was sexy as shit,” I tell her as I lean over to give her a kiss.

“Agreed,” Kynan says in good nature as the dealer leans forward to rake the cards in for a new shuffle.

One of the guys stands from the table and says, “Gotta hit the head. Let’s take a five-minute break.”

The others all nod and start to stand up, using the time to stretch their legs. I wonder if I should just grab Avril, so we can head into one of the other rooms to fuck and then call it a night. I’m finding I very much like sleeping with her in her bed, because it makes for some fantastic mornings.

Avril stands up. Before I can even move, she’s crawling onto my lap in a straddle. The stretchy part of her skirt rides up, and my hands go to her thighs. My dick also starts getting hard just at the thought of her bare pussy hovering inches over me.

She puts her hands on my shoulders and leans forward to kiss me. It’s immediately hot and filled with need. I push down on her hips so she grinds against my thickening shaft, pulling my mouth from hers to whisper, “What room do you want tonight?”


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