The round went quickly, with me winning and Sydney losing a large amount of money in the process.
Double win.
The other men at the table read it correctly and left before three of the sexiest women in the room could emasculate them any further, acting as if they didn’t exist at all.
Brody and Knox took their seats, with Knox between me and Hannah and Brody on the other side of Sydney. I leaned over to Knox and whispered, “Oh, come on, why didn’t you put him down here?”
He smirked as he ran his fingers up and down Hannah’s neck as he leaned back in his chair before answering me. “Because I’m a much bigger fan of you than he is.”
“Are you?” I raised my brows at him and then over to Hannah, who stared at us both with her mouth open like she couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing. Before I could pull her into our conversation, effectively shutting Sydney and the neanderthal at the other end of the table out completely, Hannah gasped and her grip on her cards tightened until her knuckles were white. “Are you alright?” I questioned with concern.
“Yeah, baby?” Knox asked with a certain darkness to his tone, “Feeling okay?”
Her lips tightened as she glared at Knox before her eyelids fluttered closed and a red flush grew over her porcelain skin. It started on her chest, tucked between her breasts, and crawled up her neck to her face.
“Perfect.” She whispered, opening her eyes, and turning her attention back to that harlot Sydney. “Continue telling me about your gala.” Hannah said in a respectable voice when just seconds ago she looked as if she was about to—.
Wait a second.
I flicked my gaze to Brody, who was staring directly at me with his impenetrable stare as he brought his right hand up from his lap to rest on the tabletop. Tucked inside of his large palm was something silver, catching the light just enough for me to notice.
Dirty bastard.
I watched Hannah, while signaling for another card, without even caring what I had in my hand. Would I potentially lose three hundred dollars for being so reckless, yes. Would I potentially see something I’d only dreamed about if I kept my eyes on her, also yes.
Worth it.
“Tell me something, Lex,” Knox leaned back over to me, even as Hannah side eyed our conversation while pretending to pay attention to whatever Sydney was prattling on about, but I knew better than to think she was listening to her. I knew her better. “In all of that time you spent twisting Hannah up all alone in your suite,” He leaned even closer so only I could hear him, “Did you ever get to witness her orgasming?” He clicked his tongue before running it over his lips and humming. “It’s hands down my favorite sight in the entire world. She orgasms with her entire soul.” He turned his face, so it was only mere inches away from my ear, “Every single time.”
Now it was my turn to white knuckle my cards as his words acted like molten lava on their way straight to my clit. When was the last time I thought anything that a man said was sexy? But that man, talking about that woman, had me melting in my chair.
And he fucking knew it.
“I can’t say as I had the pleasure, Knox.” Our noses nearly brushed as I turned my face towards his. “If you hadn’t interrupted us at dinner, or if your yeti of a boyfriend hadn’t been in the parking lot, I would have gotten that privilege.” I licked my lips and his eyes flicked down, monitoring the motion. “But I assure you, if I had made your girl come, she wouldn’t have been coming back to your bed anytime soon. She would have been hooked.”
“She is.” He replied, “Even without you ever touching her.” He leaned back in his chair and slowly shook his head as he lifted a glass of brown liquor to his lips and took a sip. “And that has me absolutely feral.”
Hannah turned to look at him head on, having heard his last sentence without context, before looking at me. I couldn’t look away from her perfect green eyes as they stared at me. I didn’t want to. I wanted to lose myself in them and never come up for air.
I wanted her so fucking bad I was willing to do just about anything to get a taste.
“So Knox,” Sydney interrupted, making Hannah blink rapidly and lean back so the snake could talk to Knox around her, which pissed me off even more as I watched Hannah’s long eyelashes flutter and her lips part as Brody once again adjusted something on the tiny controller in his hand.
They were playing with her, right in front of me and getting off on it. Bastards. Yet the idea of them enjoying her pleasures and allowing me to witness them made me feel something I wasn’t familiar with. Something more animalistic.
Carnal, even.
I wanted to make her come. I wanted to give her pleasure she’d never experienced before as they watched, even though the idea of men watching me in any other situation gave me the ick. Why was it so different with them? What was so different about them?
Hannah’s hand dropped to Knox’s thigh and her nails dug in as Brody did another change and I wondered what the toy was doing currently to her that she enjoyed so much. It was obviously a wearable vibrator, something I owned more than a few of, and I knew how good they could feel. Especially when someone else was in control.
“This game is getting boring.” I said, cutting off whatever dull conversation Sydney had been trying to pull Knox into. I flicked my cards down on the table, winning yet another round and turning in my chair to face Hannah on headfirst. “Let’s up the ante, shall we?”
Hannah raised her brows and then squared her shoulders, “What did you have in mind?” Her toy was making her bold, or maybe it was just her need to come that steeled her spine. Either way, I was desperate for more of it.
“What you came here for tonight.” I stated, not uttering it out loud to embarrass her, “If I win, I get that prize.”
Her pupils dilated and her chest rose and fell faster as she chewed on that perfectly red lip while she contemplated it. She came here for exploration, of some sort, I was sure. And I couldn’t stomach the idea of someone else doing that exploring with her. Especially not someone like Sydney.
“Ooh, I want in.” The scheming cunt next to Hannah threw out, raising a brow at me. “It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to put the pieces together enough to figure out what you’re talking about.”
“Fuck off.” I rolled my eyes at her and turned my attention back to Hannah. “What do you say?”
Hannah glanced at Knox and then Brody, who both just stared back at her, but I knew there was a full ass conversation happening between the three of them with just the look in their eyes alone. They were way too in sync to not have that connection.
“What do I get if I win?” As she leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs, Hannah’s movement caused her white silky dress to part, revealing a tiniest sliver of soft, smooth skin peeking out at her hip. I wanted to see more as she revealed it to me, but the table was in the way.
It wasn’t in the way for fucking Sydney Jones though, who didn’t even try to hide the fact that she was staring intimately at Hannah’s body. She always was a sucker for women wearing no panties.
“What do you want?” I challenged, keeping her attention on me, “I named my price. Name yours.”
“Yes, please. Name your price, and it’s yours.” Sydney added, like she was even part of the conversation. I bared my teeth at her in a snarl, winning an amused grin from Brody and a warning pat on my thigh from Knox.
“Down girl.” Knox warned, and I tried to ignore the way my skin tingled where his palm rested on my thigh.
I didn’t miss the way Hannah zeroed in on the contact or the way she swallowed audibly, watching it.
Was this girl into the idea of her men touching other women? Couldn’t be.
