Page 25 of The Gamble


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“God, Alessandra, suck my cock. I fucking need your mouth on it.”

“Maybe,” she said, her voice coy.

She began only by licking the tip, without touching him with her hands. Drops of warm pre-cum appeared as she did so. She then put one hand around his cock, moving it up and down with her mouth.

“Fuck, baby. Fuck, that feels so good.” His hips started to move up and down with her hand and mouth motion. His cock tried to get deeper into her mouth.

As he lifted, she slipped her other hand under his ass. At first, she rubbed the sensitive spot between his balls and his ass, then she pressed in as she sucked his cock.

“You can’t come yet,” Alessandra said, knowing the pressure there would delay his orgasm. His cock grew harder in her hands as she continued the movement.

“I want to come inside you, baby.”

“Not yet. I’m not done down here.” Her mouth and hand continued on his cock. Her other hand moved down to behind his ass. She used one finger to apply pressure to the hole.

“Fuck. Oh fuck,” he said. “Goddammit, woman. You are wild. You drive me wild.”

“Remember when you spanked me, Beau? That was bad. You’re bad. You deserve your own punishment. And I’m going to take this asshole while I suck your cock. And you’d better not fucking come, you hear me?”

“Oh God, yes. I won’t come, baby.” Beau’s sexual panting gratified Alessandra. She had power over him, power over his desire. She gripped more tightly and she sucked his cock harder. Then she slipped her finger inside his asshole. She felt it tighten up at first, then relax. She pressed the inside wall, the part he would feel deep beneath his balls.

Beau rocked his hips back and forth, first toward her mouth and then toward her finger in his asshole. “You dirty girl. Your finger. There. Jesus Christ, Alessandra. Jesus, that feels amazing. You’ll make me come.”

“No, you won’t,” she replied. “I won’t let you.” She continued with her mouth, her hand, and her finger. His ass pushed harder against her finger, taking in more of it as he yearned to increase the sensation further.

After a few minutes, she felt his ass tighten again while his cock grew even stiffer. Moans emerged from his mouth, and he tilted his head back. Alessandra knew he was about to come. She stopped.

Beau looked down at her and growled in frustration, “Shit.”

“Fuck me, Beau Brooks. Come fuck me now. I’m ready for you.” She sat on the other end of the bench and beckoned him over. He stood over her. “Come put that big dick inside me, Beau.”

She laid down on the bench. Touching him had made her so fucking horny. Alessandra wanted him now. The pressure in her had been building and she needed release.

“Now I’m in charge.” He bent over her and began kissing her, moving from her mouth down to her breast, where he sucked and licked until she whimpered in pleasure. His finger slipped inside her. She knew she was ready for him. Still, he made her wait.

Having him above her as he stood next to the shower bench was intoxicating. After using her power over him, she was now prone in a way that was so different from the CEO shell she normally projected. Her earlier sexual bravery was gone. All of a sudden, she felt vulnerable as she looked up with need.

After the night she’d had—being worried about revenues—the wave of emotion she felt seeing him this way was so much more than sexual desire. This connection that had rekindled itself so quickly with Beau confused her. At this moment, she wanted to explore it, knew they should talk about it.

But not now. Not with his finger inside; not with her hips moving. She arched up to press against his hand. She knew neither of them could wait any longer. Unlike with others, for some reason tonight, she wanted their pleasure to explode in unison.

When he removed his finger from her, she felt disappointed, wanting the feeling of him inside her. Alessandra looked up at him. “Beau, I need to—”

“You will, my beautiful, needy, woman. You will,” he replied with more tenderness than she had expected.

With her still laying down, he faced her and moved her right leg over his shoulder. Anticipating his next move, she used her left leg to push her hips toward his hardness. Kneeling slightly, he pushed himself inside her. The tight hot she felt inside was warmer than the steam around them. As soon as he entered, she could feel herself rising.

“Oh my God,” she said when his cock had fully filled her. “Please Beau. Please. Push harder.”

“Your pussy is wet for me, Alessandra. I want you to come with me. Will you wait for me, baby?”

With his right hand, he pressed his fingers to the nub which would guarantee her orgasm. Her leg in the air, him inside her, and his rubbing caused her hips to buck even harder toward him. “Oh my fucking God,” she gasped. “I can’t wait. Shit Beau. Shit, that feels so good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

He started moving faster. She realized he was holding off his orgasm until she came with him. She felt her inside muscles start to contract. “Tell me when you’re almost there,” he growled. Alessandra was so close to letting go she was barely thinking. She heard herself moan louder. Beau was grunting his passion as he moved in and out of her. Without thinking, her hip motion was now perfectly timed to deepen his thrusts. His fingers continued to rub her clit, harder.

Alessandra screamed, “I’m coming, Beau. Oh God, yes. I’m coming so hard.” She felt her walls involuntarily tighten even more around his cock. The waves of her muscles contracting around him as she came were enough to send him over the edge. As she was thrusting and coming, Beau’s orgasm came on fast as well.

His eyes were focused on hers while he burst inside her, the electricity between them intense. In that moment, as they both came together, Alessandra had a flash of insight that scared her.

Beauden Brooks was more than just a Vegas fling. And it wasn’t just her who felt that way. She knew he did also, even though neither of them would admit it.

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