Page 91 of Jackpot Joker

The new position elicits a groan from me as Jasmine bounces upon me. I reach up, taking her breasts into my hands, and begin tugging and teasing them the way she was earlier. “I’m so close, mio toro, come with me.”

Her actions fasten, and I groan watching her ass come down with a jiggle as her pussy soaks my cock with her sweetness. One more thrust and I’m spilling inside of her, as she throws her head back, resting it on my shoulder. I press kisses against her neck as she works through her release.

When our breaths return to normal, and I think we’re finished, Jasmine pulls herself off my cock and turns around, staring at where the two of us are blended. She leans down and runs her tongue up my softening length. “Fuck,” I groan as her mouth closes over my cock and sucks up the mess we made.

I run a hand through her blonde waves as her tongue delicately travels around each of my bars and then gives one final kiss to the tip before sitting back with a satisfied smile on her face.

I collapse on the bed, pulling her waist and taking her down with me. She laughs, and I caress her face before kissing her lips, loving the taste of the two of us on them.

“I love you,” I tell her, giving her one more kiss.

She returns it, flicking her tongue in my mouth and causing me to moan. “I love you, too.”

We lie there, tangled up with one another as I consider the words she said several weeks ago.

“What’s wrong?” Jasmine asks, pressing her thumb between my brows where I’ve crinkled them together.

I take her hand and place a kiss on it. “You said you were staying here while I healed. Now that I’m cleared, does that mean you’re leaving?”

“Do you want me to leave?”

I shake my head. “No. Not at all.”

She smiles. “How long do you want to keep me?”

I press another kiss to her lips. “I was thinking maybe forever.”

She presses a finger to her chin, looking completely adorable and completely mine. Then, she smiles at me. “It’s a date.”

It’s definitely a date.

Epilogue

Jasmine

The music at Demone pulses loudly as we walk through the swarm of people on the dance floor. If my body wasn’t already vibrating in anticipation, it no doubt would be now. Dario’s hand falls to the small of my back, and I look up at him with a smile.

When we reach the bar, the man behind it gives me a big smile. “It’s good to see you again.” He looks over at Dario with a nod. “Mr. Caruso, what can I get you tonight?”

“I need room three available,” Dario demands before turning to look at me. “Do you want something to drink?”

I shake my head. I want all my senses about me when Dario takes me into the playroom tonight. I don’t want to risk any of my senses being dulled when he cashes in his winnings.

The man behind the counter looks up something on his computer, then smiles at us again. “It’s all yours, sir.”

A smile spreads across Dario’s face like a joke was told only he could hear. “It’s time to settle your bet, Miss Baker.”

I shiver as Dario takes my hand, leading me to the dark corridor where people are free to unleash their demons. We pass by couples and throuples all caught up in the heat of passion. A beautiful mountain of black ink faces us as we pass the viewing window. Another man is on his knees in front of him, sucking what appears to be an impressive cock. Dario presses a kiss behind my ear before whispering, “Do you want to stay and watch?”

I consider it for a moment. The huge man whose face I can’t see is a painted masterpiece, and he’s fiercely fucking the other man’s mouth. It’s a painfully beautiful thing to watch, but when Dario grips my waist, I know it’s his touch I need. I shake my head, and he nips at my neck before leading me further down the hall.

The room looks the same as the first time I was here at Inferno. In the center is the enormous bed wrapped in black satin. Silver gleams from the headboard thanks to the hooks meant for restraints. Something tugs in my belly when I see them, wondering if Dario will be using them tonight, and secretly hoping he will.

His hands slide down my arms before resting on my hips, and he places gentle kisses on my neck. When he approaches my ear, his words come out as a whisper. “You’re always my sweet angel, but tonight I need you to be my strong bull. I plan to fuck you harder than we ever have. If it’s too much, you need to tell me. Do you understand?”

I nod, scared and aroused at what might come.

“I need words, Jasmine. Do you understand?”