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Memphis shrugged. “Afraid you might lose?”
Rylee let out a low growl as the dealer nodded to indicate it was her turn to bet.
“Fine. You’re on. But there is no way you’re winning.”
Memphis chuckled and Rylee tossed in the minimum bet.
She had two queens in her hand, and just had to pray Memphis didn’t have anything.
The dealer laid out the first three community cards, and Rylee did her best to keep her expression neutral as another queen was revealed.
Memphis raised and Rylee called his raise. The others at the table folded and it was down to just the two of them.
Memphis looked at his cards and back at her as the fourth community card was turned over.
When another queen came up, Rylee pushed all her chips to the center of the table.
“Damn, you must really want to marry me, Ace,” Memphis said as he pushed his chips across the table.
She grinned as the dealer turned over the fifth card. There was no way she was losing this hand.
“It’s true. I do. Just not tonight,” she said as she turned her hand over to reveal her four of a kind.
Memphis looked hurt for a split second as he turned his cards over to reveal two jacks.
Four of a kind beats two pairs all day.
“Alright, Ace. You win. What’s your prize?”
Rylee looked around and said, “I’m ready to go find that dark corner now.”
Memphis’ gaze grew heated as he pushed his chair back and stood. “Let’s go then.”
He gripped her hand as he pulled her through the ballroom and out an employee’s-only door.
They reached a dark wooden door at the end of a hallway, and Memphis pushed the door open. He didn’t work here. How the fuck did he always know which door to open? Of course, he probably had a little help from Hunter since he owned the building they were in.
Inside, Memphis turned her, so she faced away from him and unzipped the silk dress she wore. When it was pooled at her feet, his teeth sank into the bare skin where her shoulder met her neck.
“Panties off and lay on the desk,” he ordered in a tone that held no room for argument.
She rolled the lace fabric down her thighs and stepped out of them. Now she was naked, with nothing but her heels and jewelry. Her fingers danced along the thin silver collar on her neck as she moved to the empty desk and laid on her back.
Memphis arranged her just the way he wanted her, with her knees up and her heels touching her ass.
“Reach behind you and grab the edge of the desk,” he commanded as he stripped out of his own clothes.
Her cunt was exposed, and she felt as if she were hanging off the desk, but he’d put her in the perfect position to take his thick cock.
But he didn’t give it to her. Instead, he dropped to a knee and buried his face in her wetness. She bucked against his prickly beard, loving the way it tortured her sensitive skin.
“God, Memphis, please, I need more,” she begged as he dragged his tongue up her seam.
He smacked the inside of her thigh with his palm. “And I need you to remember how you address me when I’m using you.”
Her pussy clenched at his words. Objectification had come into play when they were fucking lately. She wanted to experience being his toy, and he was enjoying using her as such. Just the words, “I’m using you,” sent her to the brink of orgasmic bliss.
“Please, Sir,” she whimpered. “I need more.”
