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“I’m not sure. Sophia and I are just enjoying the next few days here and taking things as they go,” I say and gesture for him to sit down as I move my legs closer in to myself. He takes a seat and turns to me. You can see his toned stomach flex as he moves and I’m practically drooling over this guy.

“Well, if you don’t have plans, I have another tournament tonight and I’d love for you to be there and take you out to dinner afterwards.”

“I’ll have to see what Sophia has planned, I can’t just ditch her. You know?” I tell him, talking with my hands flapping in the wind.

“Yeah, I get that. You know where to find me, Natalie,” his voice is smooth when he talks and if I weren’t sitting down, I think my knees would go weak and I’d collapse in a heap of goo.

“That I do, and even if we can’t do dinner, I’ll be sure to watch you play,” I reply.

“I’ll look forward to seeing you then,” he says as he kisses my cheek getting up to walk towards the other end of the pool and I see him disappear into the hotel lobby.

Chapter 6

Zack

Walking away from Natalie was hard as hell. The only plus in this moment is knowing I’ll be seeing her tonight. I grab my shirt on my way back into the lobby, I had all intentions of sitting outside and people watching until hopefully seeing her. Imagine my luck when I saw Natalie putting her sunscreen on that creamy skin of hers. I’d have loved to be the one to rub it into her skin, of course I’d have her naked in no time and it would be in the privacy of my own pool deck, fuck if I’d ever let another man or woman get a glimpse of her gorgeousness. She makes me have this possessive streak that I’ve never had in my life before. I’m that gone for her, with just a few looks I know I’ll have her as mine.

I take my time and just lounge around today, trying to gather my thoughts and focus on how things are going to work tonight in my head. Finding a calmness inside of myself isn’t something that I usually need to locate. I’m usually centered, but not this time. This whole morning though, I was wired, but now that I’ve officially met Nat, fuck she’s my sunshine in the darkest storm.

Once I see it’s time to get ready, I put on a pair of jeans. You’ll never see me in a suit while at the card table. I need comfort if I’m going to be sitting for hours on end. Throw on my signature black tee shirt, slide my feet into my shoes, grab my room key, wallet, cigarettes, lighter, and my sunglasses.

I should only have the tournament on my mind, too bad that’s not the only thing I have it set on. A certain brunette has been the forefront of all of my thoughts all fucking day. I just hope she’ll stick around so I can take her out afterwards. I need to know more about her, what she likes, what she hates, how she moans when she comes, and how her body reacts after the orgasm I’m going to give her with my mouth, fingers, and cock.

“Fuck,” I groan aloud in the elevator. I’m now sporting a fucking semi with just the thoughts of her in my head, imagining being in between her legs, the taste of her on my tongue, along with her scent filling my lungs. I see the elevator is about to descend and I have to arrange myself, before I give the whole damn casino a look at what I’m packing. That would look really fucking good for my image.

Once I’m seated at the table, I order a beer and wait patiently to see if Natalie will show. The other players are starting to appear, and we shake hands as we all sit among each other. We may be taking each other’s money and fuck do I love taking their money, but we all try to stay as cordial and friendly as possible. You never know when you’ll need a helping hand in this industry.

“Hey, Zack. How are you?” Jasper says.

“Not bad, you?” I reply.

“Can’t complain. Think this is going to take all night? I’m ready to go out and let loose for a while,” he says.

“Depends on if I steal all of your money,” I say with a chuckle.

“Better watch out, it may be me taking it all,” he says with his own knowing smirk. I’ve played with Jasper in a lot of different tournaments. He’s a different breed, the self-made gambler and takes everything as a joke. Whereas I’ve made this my career, I’m the serious one to his fun-loving self and always out for the next party.


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