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Chapter 26

Mysti May

12:01 PM SATURDAY

“That’s it, honey! Pull that lever!” I tell Brendon as my lips wrap around the head of his cock.

“Ahh!” He grunts, and clutches the lever and tugs it down as I swallow him, and his cock head hits the back of my throat. “Yes…take my lever. Make me a winner, baby,” he says through clenched teeth.

The slot machine rattles and dings, and as each symbol pops up, I flick my tongue across his protruding vein.

“Cherry!” Lick. “Cherry!” Lick. “Seven!” Swallow.

Oh honey, I’ll be able to make you a winner.

His hips buck forward, and I grab onto the base of his shaft, settling them.

I use the palm of my hand to rub his balls, and when he reaches for the lever again, I suck one into my mouth.

“Mysti…yes!” He yells, and I suck the other one in, kneading it with my tongue.

To everyone around us, it looks like an ordinary man who’s eager and overly excited to play the slot machines, hoping for his jackpot.

But underneath, Brendon’s getting his cock sucked by me, another very enthusiastic customer.

“I want to roll your dice all night.” I lick his balls, fondling them with my fingers.

“As long as I’ll be able to insert all my coins.” He moans.

“I’m eagerly anticipating every last coin of yours to slide into me.” The words lazily slide off my tongue.

I lick up his length, and circle around his soft head, swallowing the droplets of precum.

The machine chimes again, and this time, I bob up and down as each symbol rolls and comes up.

“Mmmm…” He moans, and the vibration of the feral sound shakes my lips.

I smile, loving how damn masculine he is.

“Come on, baby. Come on…give me what I want.”

“Do you want to go double or nothing?” I slow my pace, and suck him harder, making a popping sound when I release him.

“Fuck, yes! Make it all or nothing!” He yells, and I smirk, feeling elated.

Having him in front of me with my mouth enveloping his cock makes me fucking ravenous. I want nothing more than to suck him off, hard and good, until he’s screaming “jackpot!”

But admittedly, as I walked into the Royale tonight, this is the last thing I thought I’d be doing.

The hordes of people walking around the casino tonight—gambling, mingling, and drinking—had me thinking, we’d be following suit.

But I should’ve known better, when I’m with Brendon, we can’t keep our hands to ourselves.

I’m sure there’s been worse things that have happened on this floor. Or, we’re at least not the first ones to get off while gambling. Hell, that’s what gambling is for in the first place.

But after what I’ve seen when I first walked in, I know that all forms of debauchery ensues frequently.

I learned quickly that busty twenty-something year olds with platinum blonde hair tailing balding old guys, who I swear are more than half their ages, is commonplace here. I looked around to see if one of Hugh Hefner playmates were here, but to no avail. I’m sure the playboy mansion has more than enough activities to occupy their greedy taste.

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