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“You have a sick sense of humor, Papi.”
“And you love me for it.”
“I do,” I say with a smile and then plant a small kiss on his lips, cheeks, and chin. His forehead is the last place I press my lips, and then I’m out the door, taking the private elevator that leads to the penthouse living room. “You can do this. Alejandro will be there.”
Those words are my mantra while walking through the large living space on my way to the bedroom where I quickly find the items my husband requested. The dress is one I’ve worn a few times before; his first gift to me when I accepted his invitation to lunch at his condo back in Bogota.
“Quick shower first,” I say out loud while slipping my clothes off, but quickly push the idea of washing what we did in the private dining room away. I’d rather wear the combined scent of our release. I’d rather feel his come drying on my inner thigh. “Freshen up it is then.”
Inside the bathroom, I wash my face and touch up my mascara, winged liner, and lip gloss. That’s it. I wouldn’t wear more than this tonight anyways.
With a quick fluff of my hair—the slight curls I added earlier to the straightened ends still holding up—I walk out and slip into the underwear he requested. Both pieces are soft against my flesh and fit me like a second skin. He has impeccable taste. The dress is next, and I love the feel of it, how the cut accentuates my every curve while keeping me classy.
I show just enough skin to tease him. My husband. My only.
My wallet is where he said it would be, and I feel the bulge of money inside without opening. “Guess it’s time.” Walking toward the elevator, I pause when my phone pings with text messages. Not many have this number, and for a split second I worry something is wrong, but on the same breath my heart calms when I pick it up and his name flashes across the screen. “He’s going to give me a heart attack one day.”
Swiping a finger across the screen, I bite back a grin.
You look beautiful, Preciosa. ~Alejandro
I love that my come is on your skin. ~Alejandro
At once, my cheeks flush and I can’t stop the small shiver that runs through me.
Perv. ~Preciosa
My response isn’t the best, but the man flusters me easily and knows this. That last text made my thighs clench, and I can’t stop the bit of wetness that now stains my new panties.
His response is also immediate, and I shift my eyes around the room toward the different cameras I know are here for our safety. No one has access to them but us and since he’s playing dirty, I flip him the bird with a smile before walking toward the waiting elevator.
He makes me crazy and happy and horny.
This is his fault.
Always for you and you’ll pay for that later. ~Alejandro
Remember, I’m always watching. ~Alejandro
4
I’VE BEEN DOWNSTAIRS in the casino for forty minutes now, and the nerves which had overtaken me when I stepped inside the large and populated room, have all but disappeared. I’m having fun, losing myself to the flash of lights and the sounds of people both winning and walking away with a curse—heading toward the million and one ATM machines throughout the floor.
These people are here with hopes. With plans of grandeur.
“You’ve hit the bonus!” the old lady beside me says and I look back at the screen, a smile spreading across my face. I’ve been playing at this one machine for twenty minutes now, and it’s all because of this woman and her tips. According to her, if you feed the machine, she’ll play nice, and my maximum bet each game has engorged her nicely. “Press the start button.”
“On the screen or this one?” I ask, pointing to the button I’ve been pressing to play.
“On the screen. You’ll be asked to pick a house now, and that’ll dictate how many free spins you get.”
“Thank you, Betty.”
“Hush, child.” She waves me off with a smile. “Let’s see how much you won.”
“I hope I hit the jackpot.” Three houses appear on the screen and I choose the one at the center, which grants me twenty games with a five X wild feature. One by one, each turn rolls and my winnings go high, attracting the attention of a few gamblers as the woman beside me cheers. By the time the special bonus is done, I’ve made a few grand back, I’m feeling less guilty about the amount I’ve put in.
I’m up now and with my winnings safely on the plastic play-card the casino gives you, I stand and stretch. “I’ll be right back, and then we can find another machine to dominate. Just going to get a drink.”
