Christian grabs my arm as I enter the foyer outside of the bar. Crap! He shrugs his blazer off and places it over my shoulders.
"Keep it on." he snaps softly
"You sound like my husband." I mumble, quietly impressed with his self control. I was expecting fireworks, full on pyrotechnics, steam exiting ears.
"It's a good job for you that I'm not." he smiles threateningly, a hint of amusement in his voice. He's sticking to the game! I think I just dodged a spanking, for now anyway.
I message Kate to let her know we are heading to the casino, then forward the message on to Mia. Kate doesn't respond, I hope that means she is otherwise engaged in activities of the intimate kind. I smile to myself. Mia however replies almost instantly - she'll meet us there with a delicious guy she met at the bar, his name is Ethan. I burst into laughter.
"Something funny." Christian asks. We are walking towards the casino at the Wynn. "Just a funny text from my sister-in-law." I smile.
We walk into the casino. It looks like a room from Aladdin's palace, I take a few moments to absorb the beauty of the room. "So Christian, what's your game?"
"The bigger the stakes, the better." he flashes a beautiful smile my way, and for a second I wish we weren't playing the dating game because I'd really like to jump him right now.
"Poker it is then." I grin, pulling my Amex out of my clutch. "this ones on my husband." I chuckle as I wave it in front of me before walking to the cashier. When I return I hold up 2 red cards, I slip one into Christians hand.
"Fifty thousand." I state. "Don't loose it all at once. He looks at me shocked, but amused.
"Fifty?" he mouths.
"I like the number." I wink.
We head to the high stakes poker tables. "Texas Hold'em okay with you?" I ask.
"Perfect." I point to the table next to the one we are standing in front of, he walks over and takes a seat. I take a seat at the table in front of me and buy in with the whole 50,000. I turn to look at Christian, who has glanced over at me. "Good luck." I mouth. He gives me a sly wink back before returning his focus to the table.
Texas Hold'em is one of Ray's specialties, and he taught me as a teenager, so I am quietly confident I won't loose all the money. I look up to the others sitting around the table as the dealer flicks the cards in front of us. There is a middle aged business man with a rather sour look on his face, a young man who looks around my age who has obviously had too much to drink, and an overweight truckie type looking man with a toothless smile, he's in desperate need of a shave, but he looks ecstatic so perhaps he's had a good night at the table so far. They don't exactly look like they can afford to be at a high stakes table, but I guess looks can be deceiving.
I glance down at the cards in front of me. Ace, and Queen of diamonds. Good hand. Mr Business man raises to 5,000, I know my cards are good enough to stay in the hand so I don't hesitate calling. Truckie guy and drunk dude fold.
The dealer reveals the flop. I didn't hit an ace or a queen, but there is the king of spades, and 10 , 8 of diamonds. I nearly have a straight, and a flush, so there is quite a good chance I will hit with one of the last 2 cards. I quietly bet another 5,000, only to be re-raised to 10,000. I think maybe he's hit with his king, but I still have a good chance so I call. The dealer turns over the next card. It is the 3 of diamonds. BINGO, I have a flush, an ace high one at that. I bet 10,00, he quickly raises to 15,000. I know I have this so I decide to push my luck.
"All in." I yell. He looks at me cautiously, what could a mousey little girl like me know about poker. He scoffs at me and calls. He turns over pocket Kings. He has three of a kind, nice hand - but it doesn't beat a flush, the only thing that would save him is 10, 8, or 3 -giving him a full house. I hold my breath as the dealer turns the last card. 2 of clubs. I jump to my feet and squeal with delight. I've just doubled my money, well Christians money. Mia and Kate creep up behind me wondering what on earth is happening, and see the dealer shoving all the chips in the middle to me. Mia starts clapping furiously, Kate who's looking rather flustered chuckles.
I take my seat ready for the next hand. Mia is wishing me luck and Kate is leaveing to get us some drinks.
A few hands later, some glaring looks from the other players, and 300,00 in profit , I call it a day. I turn to make my way towards Christian who is just cashing in his chips. He hands me back the red card that has had his profit loaded back onto it. "I think your husband will be quietly impressed." he grins, obviously he played well also.
"Keep it." I murmur quietly. "Buy something for your wife." I wink slyly and am rewarded with a beautiful smile.
"So…I am here with my friends, and we were thinking of heading to a nightclub, care to join us?" he runs his forefinger back and forth over his bottom lip and eyes me up and down silently. He's worried about the dress!
"I suppose some one had better come and stop you getting into trouble."
"Trouble? Me? No!" I giggle
Christian leads us all to the front of the long queue and we are ushered in straight away. "I'm impressed." I smile up at him.
"I have contacts." he winks playfully. We are led through the bustling crowd. It is dark, and there are lights flashing - green, red, blue and yellow. There is a huge screen on the wall playing a dance video and a DJ bouncing around in front wearing huge earphones, his hand moving furiously on the machine in front of him. There are girls dancing on podiums situated throughout the dance floor, and swarms of people jumping and dancing. The bass of the music is pumping, and I can feel it vibrating through my body. Eventually we are stopped at a circular booth just off of the dance floor. It has a velvet robe surrounding it and the table is already laden with drinks for us. I shuffle around the red leather U shaped seat. I pour myself a glass of champagne and nervously take a few sips. I'm not quite sure how to continue our little game. Mia and Ethan excuse themselves and hit the dance floor. Kate is whispering sweet nothings into Elliot's ear, Christian and I are sitting in silence with our drinks. We never really did the proper dating thing, so I'm at a bit of a loss, and by the look on Christians face, he is feeling the same. It is amusing and pathetic at the same time.
"Dance with me?" I decide to take action, we can't just sit here all night. He stands gracefully and holds out his hand for me. I slip his blazer off and purposely avoid looking at him. I hear him mumble something but choose to ignore it. Dancing in an over-sized jacket is just ridiculous, surely he'll understand.
We hit the dance floor and I let the music take over. I stay close to Christian, swinging, swaying, brushing up against him, and loosing myself to the beat. I feel his hands snake around my stomach then move up and down my body, his hips grinding against me. We dance for what feels like hours, I am covered in a layer of sweat, my hair is sticking to my back, and I'm beginning to feel tired. I put my arms around his neck and yell in his ear.
"Want to get out of here?" he barely hears me over the music, but nods his head in approval.
We walk back to the Hotel, giggling, touching, feeling and holding hands - like teenagers. We enter the elevator and hit the button for the top floor. Christian doesn't wait for the elevators doors to close before forcing me into the corner. He sweeps my hair behind my back and tilts my chin up with his finger. His lips hit my neck, biting, licking and sucking up to my ear, I groan softly, I've missed his lips all night.
"Stay with me tonight." I pant as his hands drop to gently squeeze my ass. His mouth moves to my jaw, nibbling along the bone. He stops below my mouth and hovers his lips in front of mine, achingly close but never touching.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he grins
We are interrupted by the elevator doors opening. I gaze longingly into his beautiful eyes and nod. I take hold of his hand and lead him down to our suite.
"Sit." I point at the leather L shaped lounge. "I'll be right back." I exit the living area and head to the bathroom. Once there I wash my face, brush my teeth then slip my shoes and panties off.
Christian is still sitting in the living area, looking like he's struggling to stay awake. My fifty is tired, that's a first. I'm sure I can wake him up a bit. I hitch my dress up a little and crawl onto his lap, straddling him. He opens his eyes and just stares. I unbutton his shirt and push the fabric to the side, admiring his sculpted abdomen. "Very nice." I lick my lips, Christian continues to gaze at me.
"You're very quiet, I imagined you to be a man who'd like to take control." I whisper into his chest, while planting kisses. He remains silent but reaches behind me and un-zips my dress causing it to gape down revealing my bare breasts, he moans softly as his eyes drop to my chest.
"I have a little secret." I say, grabbing one of his hands in mine." he looks at me questioningly, but still silent. I guide his hand between my thighs and push it against my sex. His eyes widen and I can see a hint of a smile. "My husband is the only man to have ever touched me here." I rub his hand up and down, gyrating my hips.
"Really?" he finally speaks.
"Really." I moan, resting my forehead against his, absorbing the sensations pulsing through my body.
"So your husbands the only one to have been in here?" he slips 2 fingers into my sex and slowly circles his fingers. I can feel how soaking I am.
"uhhh huuhhhh." I mumble, removing my hands from his and clutching my hair. I can feel my insides starting to tremble, and blissfully tighten around his fingers.
"Can your husband make you moan like this?" he pinches my clit gently between his fingers, I throw my head back and moan loudly.
"Oh Christian, baby, make love to me." I plead and move in to kiss him. He raises his hand to stop me, taking me by surprise. His eyes are a light with desire, and threat.
"The only person I make love to, is my wife. We will FUCK, you will not kiss me or touch my chest. You will not come until I say you can, do you understand Anastasia?" I look at him gob smacked, he's in Dom mode. The dress!
"Christian don't be…"
"You will call me Sir." he interrupts .
"Yes sir." I mutter. I should have known this was coming, he would never let me off that easily.
"Stand up and turn around." he demands.
I climb off him and stand facing the wall.
"Bend over and rest your arms on the drawer in front of you." I walk forward a few steps and lean against the drawer. He walks up behind me and yanks my dress down then stills. I look down at the top of the drawer expecting him to take me from behind. Instead I jump as his hand hits my ass with an almighty SLAP. I clench my jaw to stop the squeal wanting to escape my mouth. My ass is stinging.
"I am going to fuck you now, you are not to move, do you understand?"
"Yes." I choke.
"Yes what."
"Yes sir."
His hand makes contact with my behind once more before he slams forcefully into me. Grabbing my hips he pumps back and forth furiously, hard and fast. I am holding my breath, his force has literally taken it away, it is rougher than I've ever experienced with him, but I am enjoying it. I can feel my core tightening, building slowly and deliciously .
"You may come now." he grits through his teeth. He finds his release quickly, moaning my name over and over. I can feel him throbbing inside of me, and it sets off my climax. I grip the side of the drawer and scream.. "fuck, oh…. God, …..baby…sooooo, goood!"
He pulls out of me and immediately pulls his jeans up and buttons up his shirt, leaving me to recover from my high alone. I turn to see him grabbing his blazer and heading for the door.
"What? Where are you going?" I panic. Is he really that upset about the dress?
"Go to bed Ana." he looks up at me smiling. I'm confused, and he can tell. He's never left me like this after sex. "My brother text while you were in the bathroom, he's drunk and needs me to pick him and his lady friend up."
"Oh." I grin, panic attack over. "So you're coming back then?" I smile.
"No I am not." What? My smile drops quickly "Tonight was great Ana, but right now, I'd just like to sort my brother out, then go and make love to my wife." He winks , mouths goodbye, then exit's the suite leaving me standing in the middle of the room, naked with a sore ass and grinning from ear to ear. Fling over.
Thank you to all of the reviewers and new followers :-) I had this chapter written out a few days ago, but i didn't really like it, so rewrote it this morning, hope you liked it, my thoughts took me in a completely different direction than what i had orginally written. Next chapter will cover the remaining few days in Vegas and the return home. xx