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Ruby: He doesn’t do meth anymore. Just weed.
I roll my eyes.
Evie: No.
Evie: You cannot crash with me.
Ruby: Nice of you to be so helpful, sister.
Evie: I’m not a nice person. Sue me.
I make my way back inside, collect my orange juice and move toward the back of the room. Where I stay for the next eighteen hours, hoping and praying this is the game that Dylan turns around. ‘He’s a good man, God,’ I silently pray. ‘Send him grace.’
But God’s not on speed dial tonight because Dylan’s mojo crumbles late in the tournament. He plays loose; checking and calling where Glenn’s tight and aggressive, betting and raising on good hands. It’s almost as if Dylan’s math is off and he’s going all in on mediocre hands.
I crunch numbers in my head and I estimate he’s dropped over fifty thousand. I feel his confidence blow up like a bomb around me, shards of shrapnel hurtling through the air when once again, Glenn emerges the big winner.
I grab Dylan, his complexion ashen, and get him the hell out of Vanderveen Manor before he loses his shit and punches someone, probably Glenn. We hit Tony’s BBQ on the way back to our motel. It feels like we were just here but it was yesterday.
Looking beaten, Dylan pushes food around his plate. “Maybe I need to leave the game. Go back to Texas. Back to the family business – Lighthouse Church. Sing in the choir. Get hit on by every Christian divorcee in the Dallas Fort Worth area. Ugh. Kill me now.”
“You’re underselling yourself, old man,” I take a bite of my BBQ chicken. “You’ve got classic good looks and with your new stripper moves you’re multi-theistic hot. All the non-Christians will be hitting on you too. You’ll be the most popular guy in town. But now’s not the best time to be making that kind of decision.” I point to his plate. “Eat.”
“Jeez, you’re harsh.” He picks up a rib, chewing on it.
“I need you healthy,” I say. “Who else is going to give me mind-bending orgasms tonight?”
A pimply teenager holding a fork topped with BBQ at the next table over stares at me wide-eyed, his mouth gaping.
Dylan jabs the rib in his direction. “Not. You. Buddy.”
We’ve been up for over twenty four hours. Back at our room we shower and collapse in bed. I fall into a hard sleep until he wakes me, kissing my breast. “Evie.” He circles his tongue around my nipple, the scruff of his beard sending tiny beats of pleasure through me and my pussy clenches.
I sigh, stir, and blink my eyes open. “You okay?” Early morning sunshine pokes through a split in window curtains.
“Right now, I am,” he says. He takes my nipple in his mouth, alternating sucking and nibbling. One hand slides down my abdomen. “Spread your knees, baby.”
I do as he asks.
“You’re so sweet.” He kisses me, his lips firm, his tongue exploring my mouth. He grazes fingers down the inside of my thigh, playing with my folds. I’m getting wetter by the second and it’s all I can do not to clench my thighs tight against him. “I want you inside me, Dylan.”
“Patience,” he says, straddling me, his cock already thick and hard, jutting out from his pelvis. He reaches for a small square package on the bedside table, rips it open with his teeth, and rolls on protection.
I reach for him, circling his erection with my hand, stroking its length lightly at first, then firm, harder. He’s rock hard. Good God, this man is delicious. “Now?” I ask my body warm, wet, and pulsing with need for him.
“Rub me against you. Play with me like you would with one of your toys. I want to see what you look like.” His blue eyes light up with desire. “Watch your pretty face when you come. You’re so hot when you come.”
I rub his stiff cock against my sex and moan. I’m already turned on, but rubbing his dick back and forth across my sex makes me even wetter, and I’m panting. I push his cock harder, faster against my sex, needing him inside my pussy, needing him to fill me. “Now?”
“Come for me, Evie.” He pinches a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, playing, toying with me, taking me to the edge. “You’re so sexy, baby. I could watch you forever.”
I play with his hard cock across my bundle of nerves, crazy sensations building. I arch and buck and my thighs clench hard against him. “I’m coming!” My orgasm ripples in spasms of pleasure, shooting from clit through my pelvis out to the rest of my body. When the waves settle I take in a deep breath. “Inside me. Now.”
He sinks inside me, pushing slowly at first, settling in. He groans. “You feel so good, baby.”
“You too.” I wrap my legs around him.
“I’m scared I’m losing it.” He thrusts inside me. “What if I’m losing it?”
