Page 14 of Sweet Possession
ChapterNine
ASHER
A couple of hours of teaching my angel how to play poker, and I think she has finally grasped the concept of the game. I was surprised at how quickly she picked up on things. At how smart she is. She was wasted on that stage in that grimy club. She would be wasted in a cubicle doing a shitty job she doesn’t want. Remi deserves more, and I am going to help her achieve it.
Her brain is like a sponge, soaking up my training. Now I’m not saying she’s a professional, but I think she is ready to dip into her first game. I’ve chosen a beginner level, nothing too hard, that is against people that are just starting out in the world of online poker. They are nothing to be laughed at, though; even with the basic games, people still have knowledge of how it works. With my help, I’m sure she’ll win. I’ll give her the right instruction, but also enough free reign to let her think she is doing it on her own.
“So, the highest-ranking hand is a royal flush, followed by a straight flush, then four of a kind, a full house, a flush, a straight, three of a kind, two pair, pair, and, finally, high card?” I nod as she recites her training. “And I can win with any of these hands, depending on what my opponents have, even if I have a rubbish hand? If my rivals have trash cards also, it comes down to which player has a hand with the higher-ranking card, and they are the winner?”
I grab at her, my chest puffing out in pride as I pull her in for a hug. She freezes for a beat before relaxing in my embrace. My mouth moves to her ear. “I am so proud of you, angel. You are a star student,” I rasp, smirking when she shivers, no doubt at my voice and our proximity. I know she wants me. Even when she says otherwise. And she’ll have me. Just as I will have her. Pulling back, I search her face. She is so fucking beautiful, so ethereal. She really is an angel. “Come on then, baby, let’s make some money.”
She swallows, her eyes flashing with disappointment. She wanted me to kiss her, I can tell. I bite back a smirk.Oh, angel, just you wait. There will be plenty of time for kissing,I say in my head. Grabbing my laptop, I log into the exclusive website where I play. Filling in the email details she gave me, I click enter and invite her to join. “Check your email,” I command.
She does as I ask, her fingers swiping at the screen as she nibbles her bottom lip. “Got it,” she says, not taking her eyes from the screen. I watch as she fills in my invitation and grin when she is accepted. She finally looks up at me. “Done.” Her eyes dance, I can tell she is excited about this. I just need to make it work, so she doesn’t get any ideas about going back to taking her clothes off.
Logging out of my profile and turning my laptop to face her, I say, “Log in with your details. I will pop my credit card number in, and you can play at the lower level to see if you can get the hang of it. “
She narrows her eyes with a scowl. “I don’t want your money, Asher; I have a couple hundred to play with, but I’m hoping you can double that so I can pay my rent this month.”
I frown. A girl like Remi shouldn’t have to worry about things such as money. She should be cherished. Adored. And be doing the things she wants to do. I want to argue with her, tell her to keep her money and use mine, but I know her well enough to know that she won’t go for that. I need to pick my battles, so I nod, letting her think she’s in charge.
* * *
An hour later, Remi has eight hundred dollars. She started with two, so she has won an additional six hundred. I bet its more than she would earn at the club, and that’s all that matters. She is so happy and excited, it’s hard not to get caught up in it.
Throwing her arms around me, she buries her head in the crook of my neck. I’m startled by her affection to begin with but soon relax at how right it feels having her in my arms. She rambles on about the game, but I can’t hear a thing with her pressed up against me. All I can focus on is her soft body and how it fits perfectly with mine. I lean in, burying my nose in her hair and inhaling. I know she feels it by the way she stops talking and her body tenses. Breaking our embrace, she pulls back and looks at me. Her eyes are dilated, and I know she wants me. Cupping her face, I press my lips to hers. She gasps, giving me a chance to push my tongue inside her mouth and taste her. I groan.
Christ, she tastes like heaven.
She tastes like she’s mine.
When she relaxes, I deepen the kiss. Our tongues tangle, teeth smash and nothing has ever felt so good. This is everything. The kiss of all kisses. Just everything about this kiss, and Remi, does it for me. I could kiss my angel forever. My cock hardens in my pants, and I know she feels it if her gasp is anything to go by. I pull her onto my lap so she’s straddling me and grind her on my hard length. She moans and I capture and swallow every sound.
Fuck. I have never been this turned on in my life. I want to stick my cock into her so bad, but tonight isn’t about that. We’ll get there, but, until then, I know my angel is the kind of girl who needs to go slow. Don’t ask me how I know that, but I do.
She pulls back, her chest and tits heaving with every breath. Her eyes are glazed, lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and I have never seen her look as beautiful as she does now. I run my thumb across that full bottom lip, my eyes narrowing as I rub her flesh. My gaze meets her chocolate one. She watches me, enraptured as I stroke her.
“You look so beautiful right now, lips swollen from my kisses,” I murmur.
That snaps her out of her lust-filled daze. She scrambles off my lap, her eyes going to the floor, arms wrapping around herself. “Can you take me home now?”
I grin. She’s embarrassed, but she shouldn’t be. I shuffle closer to her. Her gaze snaps to mine, and she swallows. I’m captivated by the way her delicate throat moves, and visions of me wrapping my hand around it assault me. I bet my angel would like that.
Reaching up, I run my fingers through her hair. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby, that was some first kiss. Best I have ever had, in fact.” Her eyes widen in disbelief, but I continue before she can say anything. “I mean it, angel. Your lips are everything. I can’t wait to have them wrapped around my cock. They will feel amazing.” She shakes her head, ready to deny that it will happen. I smirk, leaning in till my mouth hits the shell of her ear. “It will happen, so get used to the idea. I know you want me; I can smell your arousal from here,” I whisper, then sniff the air as if to prove my point.
She moves away from me and scowls. “Take me home,” she demands, but at least she isn’t disputing my words, so I’ll take it.
Picking up my cell from the coffee table, I check the time. It’s past midnight. I’m not taking her home now. “It’s late.” I push to a stand. “You can stay here.”
She shoots off the couch, pointing a finger at my chest. “No. Take me home. Now,” she growls. It’s cute how she thinks I will bow to her demands.
Bopping her on the nose, I speak. “No, angel. You can stay here tonight. In the guest room, of course, if it makes you more comfortable. You can have one of my shirts to sleep in.” I groan at the thought of my clothes on her body. Her eyes narrow in on me, and I smirk. Spinning, I head towards the stairs. “Come on, angel. There’s even a lock on the door, if it makes you feel better. I promise you’re safe though. I won’t do anything you don’t ask me to. And I can guaran-fucking-tee, you’ll be asking eventually,” I call over my shoulder, knowing it will anger her further. I’m being an asshole; I know I am, but I love getting under her skin. It’s like the world’s best foreplay, playing with Remi. It’s thrilling, exciting, this back and forth between us.
It will come to a head though, and soon she will be under me, begging for my dick.
The thought makes me rock hard.
I can’t wait.