Dane
“I’ll take two,” Avril says as she places two of the cards from her hand face down on the green, felt-covered table. She’s got a terrible poker face. The way her eyebrows are drawn inward and she’s chewing on her lip tells me of the three she kept, they’re not all that great either.
Still, I’m enjoying watching her sit at the poker table with me in The Apartment, rocking a sexy as fuck low-cut dress that rides up high on her thighs. I know she doesn’t have any panties on underneath.
Or so she told me.
We decided to hit The Wicked Horse tonight as we haven’t been in a while. The last few weeks have been about getting settled in as a couple. The newness and excitement of it, as well as the fears needing to be worked through.
But I feel good about it. I think Avril and I have something really special, and I know there’s not another woman in the world I’d ever give this a go with.
While the sex has been off the fucking charts, even though it’s been mostly just in the comfort of her home or mine and without Andrew joining us, we both decided to get a little wild tonight and visit the club. We’re agreed this will always be part of our life, but I know it won’t be a dominant part.
That’s okay by me. I don’t miss it at all when I’m with Avril, and its function now serves to ramp up the kinkiness between us if we so choose. Totally still worth the exorbitant membership cost.
The dealer replaces Avril’s cards. She picks them up and studies them, her frown deepening. She better fucking fold.
A quick perusal of my cards, and I decide to drop two as well, keeping a pair of tens and an ace. The other two men in the game make their exchanges, and finally Kynan goes. That fucker has an amazing poker face, and I suspect that comes in handy in his line of work as a security consultant/ mercenary for hire.
Since Avril sits left of the dealer, the next bet is to her. She studies her cards, the frown never lessening, and I can’t help but grin on the inside when she throws a ten-dollar chip in the pile. The bet comes to me, and I add in my ten, as do the next two men.
When it gets to Kynan, he throws in a ten-dollar chip and then picks up a twenty, tossing it on the pile.
Back to Avril, who peers harder at her cards, cuts her eyes to me as if I can tell her what to do, and then back to the cards. Finally, she picks up a twenty chip and throws it on. “Call.”
I still have only a pair of tens, ace high, which isn’t going to beat whatever Kynan’s holding. I fold as do the other two men.
It’s between Avril and Kynan, and I suspect Avril’s getting ready to lose some money. I’d worry for her except I don’t because she’s paid very well for what she does and losing thirty dollars is nothing to her. So, I sit back and relax, watching my girl get her ass kicked when they lay the cards out.
“Interested in a side bet?” Kynan asks Avril with a wicked grin.
Her head tilts and curiosity fills her eyes. “Like what?”
“I win, you come over here and give me a blow job. You win, I’ll make you come with my mouth.”
Avril doesn’t even get her mouth open to respond when I say from across the table, “Not going to happen.”
Kynan’s eyes come to mine, and I can see he’s amused. I wonder if he actually did that just to bait me. He’s tried to join us on the few occasions we’ve come here but we’ve declined, content on Avril and me just being together for now. By the swift reaction I just had, I think it’s safe to assume I’m still not ready to share her and not sure I ever will be.
Avril also turns to look at me and says, “I can answer for myself.”
“Go ahead,” I say with a sweep of my hand toward Kynan. “But he already got the message.”
For a moment, I think I’ve pissed her off, being so high handed and all, but her eyes warm, then flash hot. “I like it when you go all Neanderthal on me.”
I throw my head back and laugh, picking up my scotch and taking a sip. When I put the glass down, I say, “In that case, I’ll make sure to pull your hair hard when I fuck you later.”
All the men at the table laugh, including Kynan. But his eyes are still filled with mischief when he turns back to Avril and says, “How about if I win, you have to give a sexy lap dance to your boyfriend there for all of us to enjoy.”
Fuck, but it’s endearing as Avril’s face flames red, and I know it’s not because she’s shy to get it on in front of others. I think it has to do with the fact that she can’t dance. Like as in can’t dance at all. She moved like a wooden robot any time I’ve ever seen her attempt to dance, and Andrew and I have always laughed about it.
To my surprise, though, she lifts her chin and says, “You’re on.”
Kynan grins big and lays down his cards. A flush.
Avril swallows hard, but flips her cards over. I see my other two tens laying there along with three sixes. A full house.
Kynan busts out laughing as Avril rakes the pile of chips in.
“That was sexy as shit,” I tell her as I lean over to give her a kiss.
“Agreed,” Kynan says in good nature as the dealer leans forward to rake the cards in for a new shuffle.
One of the guys stands from the table and says, “Gotta hit the head. Let’s take a five-minute break.”
The others all nod and start to stand up, using the time to stretch their legs. I wonder if I should just grab Avril, so we can head into one of the other rooms to fuck and then call it a night. I’m finding I very much like sleeping with her in her bed, because it makes for some fantastic mornings.
Avril stands up. Before I can even move, she’s crawling onto my lap in a straddle. The stretchy part of her skirt rides up, and my hands go to her thighs. My dick also starts getting hard just at the thought of her bare pussy hovering inches over me.
She puts her hands on my shoulders and leans forward to kiss me. It’s immediately hot and filled with need. I push down on her hips so she grinds against my thickening shaft, pulling my mouth from hers to whisper, “What room do you want tonight?”
“Let’s just fuck right here,” she murmurs and then kisses me again. Her tongue is aggressive as her fingers dive into my hair. She rotates her hips, and the heat of her sex even through my dress pants is searing.
“Jesus, baby,” I mutter as I put a hand between her legs. She lifts up just enough so I can slip my index finger inside of her. She’s wet and so needy that her pussy contracts hard on me.
The dealer’s still sitting at the table, but I don’t give a fuck. He’s seen it all, as have the other guys who will be coming back.
Avril makes a mewling sort of sound as she drops her hands to my belt buckle. The kiss breaks so she can watch what she’s doing, and I sit back and let her do it.
My eyes look over her shoulder, and I see Kynan’s not moved far from the table. He’s talking to a few of the patrons, but they’ve all got their eyes on Avril… most specifically her ass, which is partially bared with her skirt hiked up.
I fight down the wave of jealousy that hits me, just as I have on the few other occasions we’ve been in here since becoming a couple, knowing that I’ll have to put up with others’ eyes on her if we want the rush of public fucking. I also stay satisfied in the knowledge that I’m the only one she’s fucking, and so I let a little bit of pride fill me up knowing that other men want what I have.
When my cock is free, Avril kisses me hungrily again as she shifts her knees on the chair seat, moving up to position herself. She reaches down and positions me, then with her forehead resting on mine, she lowers herself down.
Christ, if feels fucking amazing. Feels better than when I fucked her last night, which felt better than when I fucked her the night before.
Always better.
I’ve never had “always better”. I’ve had great and even supremely fantastic, but none of it compared to anything I’ve had with Avril, and I don’t know why I deserve for it to keep getting better.
But I’ll take it.
She bottoms out on me with a tiny grunt and licks her lips. Pulling her face away from mine, she opens her eyes and locks them to mine as she raises up.
“I love you inside of me,” she whispers as she starts to move up and down. I’m so fucking turned on by the fact she wanted me so badly she’s just going to fuck me at the poker table that I can already sense I’m going to blow hard and fast.
My hand goes between her legs, putting pressure on her clit as her pussy strokes me.
“Mmmm,” she moans when my fingers touch her. While she doesn’t move any faster, she comes down on me a little harder.
Leaning forward, Avril puts her lips near my mouth and asks, “Do you like me fucking you like this?”
I groan because dirty talking Avril is something else. Her kinky side still amazes me, and it makes me even harder within her. Sweet, sweet Avril is something more than I ever knew she could be.
“I’m going to come, baby,” she whispers as she moves on me.
Fuck, me too.
“Dane,” she murmurs as she rides me. “Dane.”
My name sounds like a prayer, and it frightens me a little even as it brings me closer to release.
Avril pushes down hard on me, rotates her hips to grind, and I feel her orgasm all around me. Her pussy squeezes and ripples along my shaft as she lets out a long, breathy moan that ruffles the hair around my neck.
“Fuck,” I grit out as my cock explodes and my hips punch up to get more of her. To crawl all the way inside of her.
I bury my face in her neck as I wrap my arms tight around her, and I come along with her like we’re fused permanently together. In this moment, despite the fact that others are watching us, I’ve never felt personally closer to Avril. I’ve never felt her inside of me the way I am inside of her.
Her next words float across me, almost not penetrating but when they do, they strike hard.
“I love you.”
My body reacts even if my voice can’t. I squeeze her harder to me, and a tiny shudder of happiness and fear mixed all together ripples through me. Her arms come around the upper part of my back, and she holds me tight. She squeezes hard and then strokes my back.
I can’t tell if she’s doing it out of affection or comfort, but the part of me that’s scared shitless accepts either.