I wrapped my arms around his neck and pushed my breasts in his face as I threw my head back. My clit was now rubbing against his skin, making my release come quick. It was so strong my eyes rolled into the back of my head and my toes curled. With my * and hips spasming uncontrollably, Jason sped up his thrusts.
Grunting loud, he jerked and twitched, his warmth spilling into me. Breathing hard, he pressed his forehead to mine and kissed me. “That felt so fucking good.”
“That it did,” I said, smiling lazily.
Eyes sparkling, he lifted his brows. “Want to do it again?”
“I really don’t like this idea,” I growled, getting into my car. For the rest of the week, I tried to convince her to back out of this plan, that I could handle it on my own, but she fought me at every turn.
Huffing, Aylee rolled her eyes. “We’ve been through this. You have to let one of the other men win, Jason. I’m going to leave all of my playing to you.” The thought of intentionally losing a game so she could be thrown into the hands of another enraged me. It wasn’t in my blood to lose.
“I know,” I grumbled, gripping the steering wheel. “Keep your phone on you at all times. If I sense any trouble, I’m coming in after you.”
She laughed and grabbed my hand, locking her fingers through mine. I loved the sound of her laugh. “There’s not going to be any trouble, I promise.”
Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do to get her to stay at the hotel. She was determined to do this and I’d come to realize there was nothing that was going to stop her. Even if I physically tried to apprehend her, she’d find a way out. She was that smart and determined.
We got to Drake’s house all too soon and already my blood was on fire. Now that Aylee was mine, I didn’t want any other man touching her. Out of all the cases I’d worked, this one was the hardest. I looked over at her in her emerald green dress and the way her tits moved up and down as she breathed. “Are you sure you don’t want my coat?”
“Trust me, I don’t like wearing this shit, but you know I can’t cover up.”
We got out of the car and headed for the door, passing only a handful of cars in the driveway. Drake’s house wasn’t nearly as big as Will’s, but it was down the street and in the same neighborhood. The door opened as soon as we got to it and there stood Drake, smiling wolfishly at Aylee.
“Welcome,” he announced, pulling her inside. “Would you care for a drink?”
She chuckled. “Already trying to get me drunk?”
“Not at all, darling.” Then he looked at me. “How about you? Whiskey? Bourbon?”
“Whiskey.”
“Coming right up.” He sauntered off and motioned for us to follow him. The hallway opened up to a ballroom of sorts, where a man played the grand piano and there were gambling tables everywhere with dealers.
“He has his own little casino,” Aylee whispered.
“And how much you want to bet he pays the dealers to rip everyone off?” I held out my arm and she took it.
“Then I guess you don’t have to worry about trying to lose.”
Drake poured up a whiskey and handed it to me. “Got you a double. You look like you need it.”
“You think?”
He chuckled. “I figured you needed to get loosened up before the game. Are you playing tonight, beautiful?” he asked Aylee.
She shook her head. “I’m going to let Jason play on my behalf. I was afraid you all would clean me dry. Besides, I don’t have millions of dollars to hand over.”
Drake’s eyes went wide. “Well, aren’t you a feisty one. I like that.” He patted me on the shoulder. “Just don’t get sore if you lose tonight. Agreed?” He held out his hand and I shook it, wishing I could punch him right in the nose.
“Agreed.” Unfortunately, there were no other women in the room, so all eyes were focused on Aylee as he led her to a chair and helped her sit.