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Knowing exactly what I want, I finish quickly, turning my notepad upside down. “You writing a novel?” I taunt.
“I am. Trashy romance. Would you be my cover model? I’ll need a pic of you shirtless,” she teases.
I snort a laugh. “Was wondering how long it would take you to jump on the Fabio jokes bandwagon.”
“Better late than never.” Katerina tears her paper from the pad and then folds it into a tight little square. Rising, she walks over and places her fantasy beside mine.
Fuck, this is happening.
“We’ll play an easy variation of blackjack—one round of 21, with no wagers, no splits, or double downs. I’m dealing, and I’m opening a new deck this time.” She points her finger at me before she grabs her purse, producing a sealed deck of cards.
“Understandable.” I chuckle.
“Take off your shirt.”
I smile, shrugging out of my T-shirt. “This part of your fantasy?”
She purses her lips. “While the view isn’t bad, this is part of my cheating detection strategy.”
“I promise, no cheating.” In fact, a part of me wants to lose just to see what Katerina wrote down, but I want my fantasy played out more.
“Do you know how to play?” she asks. “For real this time?”
“I don’t know all the ins and outs of blackjack, but I can play 21,” I tell her.
“Then let’s play.” She expertly shuffles the cards before dealing us each a card face up, and a card face down.
Grabbing mine, I have a Queen and a six. Do I hold, or do I risk another card? I know the dealers in my backrooms hold at seventeen; I’m one short, so do I risk another card?
“Well, Mr. Mazza?” She raises an eyebrow.
“Hold,” I announce confidently, even though it feels like I’ve got a million bucks riding on this hand.
Katerina deals herself a card and makes a face, tossing her cards face down. “Bust.”
Smiling triumphantly, I lay my cards on the table before handing her my piece of paper, my dick twitching as she reads it with a neutral expression.
Looking up at me, Katerina teases her bottom lip with her teeth as she gathers the cards and places them back in the deck. Finally, she breaks the silence. “A deal’s a deal.”
Chapter
Eighteen
Kat
Fabio pulls me to my feet, a predatory gleam in his eyes. “Wait right here.” My stomach’s a bundle of nerves as he saunters out of the living room.
He silently returns a moment later with a small black bag. Strolling over to the other side of the room, he has a seat in an armchair. Shifting his legs to accommodate the noticeable bulge in his boxers, he commands, “Undress for me.”
The authoritative tone of his voice causes my skin to prickle as I grab the hem of my sundress and pull it over my head, letting it flutter to the floor. I’m not wearing a bra, and I shimmy out of my lacy panties, feeling vulnerable for some damn reason as I step out of them. Standing nude, I wait for my next command, trying not to fidget.
Fabio eagerly looks me up and down like he hasn’t seen me naked for the past twenty-four hours. “On your knees,” he commands, barely above a whisper.
Guess I’m doing this, because I find myself sinking to the floor.
“Crawl to me, Kitty Kat,” Fabio commands with a cruel smirk.
I’ve never considered myself submissive in nature, but dominant Fabio has my pussy dripping. I place one hand in front of the other, making my way across the room; the friction of my piercing rubbing against my clit sends a jolt of pleasure throughout my body.
