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Pretty Lisa. Right. She walked to her room, feeling slightly nauseated.
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“You’re kidding, right?”
“Nope.” Bailey took a sip of her rum punch. “We’re here, aren’t we? We may as well take advantage of everything this resort has to offer.”
“But erotic casino night, Bay?” Lisa shook her head. “I’m not sure I’m up for it.”
“Hey, you let a hot guy tie you up this afternoon, didn’t you?” Bailey’s brown eyes gleamed. “Casino night with Soleil Erotique can’t be any worse than that.”
Lisa warmed at the thought of lying spread eagle in front of Ace. Heck, in front of dozens of other naked people. She’d been embarrassed, for sure. She’d also been turned on. Her pussy had throbbed, and she hoped its wetness hadn’t been apparent to Ace. And maybe just a tiny part of her hoped it had.
“I’m thinking of spending the evening in.”
“And waste a night of Jamaica?” Bailey gulped the last of her rum punch and signaled the bartender for another.
Damn, that girl could drink a sailor under the table. Her friend had a point, though. This was their vacation. They’d paid a lot of money to come here. She should grab everything Pleasure Cove had to offer.
“All right. I’ll go.” She smoothed the spandex skirt of her skimpy little black number. She hadn’t spent the last month working out and subsisting on Lean Cuisines for nothing. Bailey was right. She needed to do what she came here to do. Have a vacation. Have some fun.
Bailey downed the rum punch the bartender set before her. “Okay. Let’s go.”
“You mean…now?”
“Of course, now, silly. It’s nine o’clock. Casino night started an hour ago. We’re already late.”
Lisa rolled her eyes. “You’ll be the death of me.” She stood. “Let’s go, then.”
They walked around the edge of the resort to the Jamaican Restaurant, where the second floor party room housed Casino Night for the evening. Greeting them at the door were a man in a black tuxedo and a woman in a floor length red gown.
“Do you think we’re dressed appropriately?” Lisa nudged Bailey.
“We’ll see, I guess. Worst they can do is kick us out.”
But the couple looked them both over and let them in. At a desk inside, another man in a tux gave them each two hundred dollars worth of chips.
“These are good at the blackjack and roulette tables,” the man said in a thick French accent. “If you can turn them into three hundred dollars you’ll be very happy.” He winked.
“What the hell did that mean?” Lisa asked as they walked into the dimly lit casino.
“I’m sure we’ll find out,” Bailey replied.
They ambled through the crowds. Lisa took in the array of different styles of dress. Some people were dressed formally, like the couple at the door. Others were dressed a little less so, much like Lisa and Bailey. Still others wore leather, chains, and rubber. Her skin tightened.
“Rubber can’t possibly be comfortable in this humidity,” she said under her breath.
“What?” Bailey asked.
“Nothing.”
Bailey’s head swiveled, and Lisa followed her friend’s gaze. Blackjack against the walls. And a couple roulette tables.
“Hmm. I prefer Texas Hold ’Em myself,” Bailey said.
“They don’t have that here, Bay.”
“I suppose we’ll make do. What do you want to try? Blackjack?”
