Call My Bluff

by Elizabeth Knox

  His hand reached around the back of my neck and he brought his soft lips to mine, spearing his tongue into the hot recesses of my mouth. With every stroke of his tongue, his hands trailed farther and farther up my spread legs. The first contact of his hand to my pussy had me jumping slightly, his soft touch a deep contrast to his urgent kisses. His lips trailed across my jaw and down my neck, his fingers strumming me faster and faster.

  I felt my core clench and my channel contract around nothing as the first waves of pleasure radiated out from me. My hands were gripping onto his shoulders as I exploded on his fingers. This was the second orgasm he had given me, and I needed more. With each touch from his skilled hands, he pushed Alexandria further back, allowing Alex to experience the affection she craved.

  “Gideon.” I moaned and I felt him smile against my neck.

  He removed my shoes and gently set me in the warm water, letting the last of my orgasm tingle through my body as the jets massaged my muscles. Glancing over my shoulder, I watched as he unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it to the table. His pants and boxer briefs quickly followed, allowing his hard cock to bob against his stomach.

  He was long, thick, straight, and knew how to use his . . . talents. I knew virtually nothing about him besides he was the owner of the most anticipated casino opening this year, yet, I felt safer with him than I had with any person I had ever known.

  Gideon sat on the edge of the tub and slipped beneath the warm water; his strong tattooed arms stretched out wide. My wet hair swirled around my naked tits and I saw him lick his lips before he winked at me. I smiled and bit my lip before moving across the tub and straddling his lap.

  His thick length was pressed against my folds and I slowly rocked up and down, rubbing my clit against him as I passionately kissed him. He wrapped one arm around me and rocked his hips in time with mine. Bringing his other hand up, he grasped my wet hair and arched my neck back, giving him access to my neck and tits.

  He licked and slurped my hard nipples while he continued to rub himself against me. The tingles grew deep in my stomach, and he moved faster, nipping at my huge breasts. Just as I was about to come, he stood from the tub and slipped his cock into me, pulling me down on his full length, splitting me in two.

  The orgasm was quick and hard, and I moaned my release into the air as he thrust faster into my eager pussy. With each slap of his skin to mine, my orgasm grew stronger and stronger. Gideon had a hand under each ass cheek as he spun me to the edge of the tub and power fucked me. My head slammed against the back wall of the enclosure as my fingers dug into his shoulders.

  “Fuck, Alex. You feel so good, baby. Better than I remembered.” He panted the words out between our frantic thrusts and sensual moans.

  The water was sloshing against us as we lost ourselves in explosive passion. He placed his forehead against mine and we stared into each other’s eyes as we raced faster and faster toward euphoria. My pussy constricted around his thick cock and he groaned.

  “Gideon, fuck!”

  “Alex, baby, I can’t . . . I can’t hold off much longer.”

  I reached a hand between us and stroked my engorged clit as he slammed harder and harder into me. His movements faltered as I felt him growing thicker inside of me. I shouldn’t want him to cum in me, but every part of my brain was screaming for it to happen. It was reckless and dangerous, but I wanted it, none the less.

  “Cum in me.” I moaned.

  The feral look in his eyes scared me briefly before his thrusts faltered and he sunk balls deep, filling my pussy with his seed. I was on the birth control shot and hoped he had been honest earlier when he said there had been no one else.

  His lips descended to mine and with a push of his tongue, we were connected, mind, body, soul. Sighing deeply, Gideon sunk us back into the jacuzzi, slipped his still hard cock from me and placed my back to his front as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my temple.

  I rested my head against his shoulder, looking up at the stars shining brightly in the dark sky. He ran his fingertips along my wet skin and hummed a tune into my ear as I sunk against him. For a moment, I could see us years from now, embracing and loving each other as the world floated by us.

  Silently laughing off the crazy idea, I turned in his arms and placed a gentle kiss against his soft lips. He smirked at me and I winked back, enjoying the free feeling floating through my soul. Leaning against the other side of the tub, I watched as he ran his wet hands through his black hair, slicking it away from his face. Green eyes twinkled in the flickering fireplace lights as I climbed out of the jacuzzi, allowing the cold air to chill my skin.

  Glancing over my shoulder as I walked toward the bedroom, I saw him standing fully naked on my patio, water droplets falling down his toned, inked chest. Giving him a sultry smile, I swayed my hips as I walked into the house, waiting for him to follow.

  Fast steps sounded behind me before he scooped me into his arms and carried me to the shower. We spent hours exploring each other, touching, kissing, and caressing every inch of skin. When we fell asleep, I felt secure in his strong arms as I let the dreams wash over me.

  Chapter Four

  Gideon

  After three weeks, Alex and I had settled into a comfortable routine. We met for lunch twice a week, usually ending with us back at her house fucking until we were exhausted. I took her on a real date once a week and she insisted we eat locally, avoiding the tourist areas and casinos. She worked four nights a week at Perception and as much as it killed me; I stayed away while she was working. It was too hard for me not to push her up against a wall and have my way with her.

  We had yet to have the serious conversation about why she lived two very separate and different lives, and I hadn’t told her the truth about how I ended up in Las Vegas. I was unsure how she would take learning who my father was, and I really didn’t want to explain how I got my money. Something about her and how hard she worked for what she had told me she might not appreciate the thin line of legality the money carried.

  Double Down was scheduled to open for the grand opening this week, and I was in final preparations for the party. We had already soft launch to huge fanfare, every room booked solid for a month and plenty of players spending their money trying to make their fortune. The grand opening was on the same night Alex had a scheduled guest performer at Perception and she promised she would join the party as soon as she could get away. Kissing her breathless, I reminded her how eager I was to show her off to the world. Her small smile hid answers to unasked questions and once again, we ignored them.

  I wanted pictures of us together, letting everyone know that I belonged to her and she belonged to me. Alex was a stunning woman that people, men and women, couldn’t keep their eyes off of. Standing just over five foot seven with a full round ass and natural tits that women paid good money for, she was a walking wet dream.

  Tattoos adorned over half her body, and her caramel, sun-kissed skin contrasted perfectly with her jet-black hair and soft brown eyes. We had been having a late afternoon swim when she mentioned her ex-girlfriend and her husband in passing. When she told me about her bi-sexuality, I nearly came on the spot. I wasn’t surprised, just highly aroused. The thought of her fucking another woman had my cock diamond hard.

  Alex was lying on a float, her long black hair twisted into a complicated knot on her head, an oversized pair of sunglasses on and nothing else but her tattoos as she soaked up the sun. After some pushing, okay begging from me, she told me about their evening of fun last year. I pulled her off the float and set her on the edge of the pool before I shoved my cock into her, fucking her until she came twice.

  She left me floating in the water as she walked into the house to get ready for work, a sensual sway in her full hips. A part of me hated that she worked so hard at Perception, but I had been putting in just as many hours with Double Down, so I had no room to complain. Another part of me hated that she gave them a piece of her I had yet to understand.

  One’s a
casino. One’s a sex club.

  I had no room to judge what she did for a living, but a small part of me did.

  She said she didn’t play at the club, but had she ever? What changed? I knew she wasn’t a saint and I certainly wasn’t an angel, but how many men had she taken to bed? I had fucked my way through countless women, but how many men and women had she allowed to touch her?

  I knew it was a double standard, but the caveman deep inside wanted to be the only one. She had finally let me into her real bedroom upstairs after the first week and I had to remind myself she was showing me the real part of her that no one else got to experience.

  Alex Nicole Rancer, Not Mistress Alexandria.

  Leaving the pool, I slipped into the shower while I heard the hair dryer going in the other room. Dressing quickly, I knocked on the door. She turned, her whole face smiling as she let her eyes roam up and down my body. I was wearing one of my newest custom fit suits, complements of my cousin.

  Dress for the part you want, and the rest will come to you.

  She walked to me and ran her hands up my chest, straightening my tie and brushing against my shoulders. I gripped her hips and pulled her into me, the thin silk robe she was wearing barely covering her amazing body. She smelled like roses and I groaned before leaning in and kissing her softly. One small hand ran up my neck and she stroked my cheek as she pulled away from me slowly.

  “Are you coming by after you finish up tonight?” she asked, turning and sitting at the chair in front of the large lit mirror.

  Shaking my head, I moved behind her and locked eyes with her through the mirror. “I’ve got to meet with the gaming board in the morning to run the final tests on the machines then the liquor commission has to come crawl through my ass after lunch. I’m going to crash in my penthouse tonight. You’re welcome to join me.”

  She smiled sadly, “I’ve got to close tonight with Maggie sick, and I’ve got the guy coming in the morning to check the electrical issue I’m having with the second story. I really need to get it fixed so I can get the contractors in by next month.”

  I didn’t realize it until a few days prior, but Alex owned all three stories of the building Perception was in, and she had been saving for a year to expand her endeavors. I worried she would work herself into the ground and I’d see even less of her, but I kept my opinions about her club to myself.

  Kissing her on the top of her head, I smiled. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll come by and see you before you open tomorrow. I should be done by five.”

  Turning, she hugged my midsection from her seated position and I gently stroked her hair. I loved when she was vulnerable like this, leaning on me for comfort and support. With her eyes closed, she appeared to need the reassurance I was still here.

  I knelt so I was eye to eye with her and brought my hands to her face, tilting her head and angling my mouth to gently brush against her pouty lips. Placing my forehead against hers, I whispered. “Have fun tonight.”

  “You too.” She returned and I left her alone to finish getting ready. I couldn’t watch her turn into Mistress Alexandria. I had to go be the hot-shot casino owner that I had portrayed myself to be but was unsure if I still wanted that kind of fame.

  I smiled to myself as I drove to the Double Down, inching my way through the shitty traffic near the Strip. Something was shifting in me and for once, I was ready to jump feet first without looking. Pulling into valet, they took my car and I walked in, loving the sounds of people winning and losing on my machines. The smell of cigarettes hung heavy in the air as the alcohol flowed.

  We were in the first weeks of opening with the official party in a matter of days. Rooms were booked, food and drinks were being enjoyed, and my waitresses were turning heads throughout the building. Skimpy shorts, tight tops with no bras, high heels, and sexy makeup were required attire for all my waitresses. I wanted people to think and feel sex when they walked in, hoping to win their fortunes.

  I nodded my head at the general manager and started my walk toward him, smiling as I maneuvered my way through the flashing machines. Just as I was about to leave the slot area and enter the blackjack tables, a waitress bumped into me and spilled her whole tray of drinks down the front of my suit. The cold liquid quickly soaked through and I jumped back, trying to brush it off. She dropped to her knees and dabbed napkins on my crotch.

  “Oh, Mr. Mathews. I’m so sorry. Let me help you.” She rambled quickly as she patted my semi-hard cock through my pants.

  Her eyes cut up to mine and she smirked slightly before she rose from her feet and collected the glasses that had fallen.

  “It’s okay . . . Misty.” I responded, glancing at her name tag as I pull my crotch from her touch. I was still hard from being with Alex and the sultry smile on Misty’s face made me believe she thought she was the cause.

  “Please, let me make it up to you.” She purred, pushing her fake tits up and licking her lips.

  “It’s all right. Just try to be more careful.” I walked around her as her smile faltered and motioned for Wallace to follow me.

  My general manager walked to a discreet corner as I attempted to dry my wet pants and he chuckled at my expense. “She’s been making eyes at you throughout her training and the first time you see her is when she drops a tray of drinks on you.”

  “What are you talking about?”

  He sighed and shook his head. “You earned a reputation for fucking everything with two legs and a pair of tits, yet somehow, you’re a monk now. What the hell gives Gideon?”

  Smiling, I leaned in, wanting to tell someone my secret. I had met Wallace the week I moved here, and he got his gaming license so he could come to work for me. He was one of the few people I considered to be a friend and he wasn’t a gossiping hen like some people I had met here. He was also a lifelong resident of Las Vegas and knew everything about everybody that mattered.

  “I’ve got a girlfriend.” I smirked and discretely showed him a picture of Alex and I last week at lunch. She was fresh faced and had a carefree smile as we posed with our heads together.

  Wallace let out a low whistle and I slid my phone back into my suit pocket. “Holy shit, man. She’s hot as fuck. Why hasn’t she been around?”

  “She owns her own business and works as much as I do. She’ll be here for the grand opening party, but it will be later in the evening.” I purposely left out what kind of business she was in. I wasn’t embarrassed, but it was still hard to wrap my head around the sweet woman I spent time with compared to the walking orgasm that was Mistress Alexandria.

  “Hmm.” He replied and his forehead drew in as if he was thinking hard about something. Shaking his head, he picked up his tablet and we went over the schedule for the next day.

  After discussing a few other matters, I slipped into my private elevator and went to my penthouse to change suits. I returned to the floor and it took me a few hours to go through all the departments, checking for kinks in the system or problems that needed to be addressed.

  Grabbing a drink from the bar, I wandered through the casino floor, shaking hands with some of the players and posing for pictures when requested. A few women slid their numbers into my pocket, but I didn’t think twice about refusing their offer. Having Alex in my life made all the other women fade into the static of the city.

  Why would I want an average woman for one night when I could have an extraordinary woman forever?

  Smiling to myself as the night grew later, I sent Alex a good night text, knowing she was home by now and curling into her king-sized bed to enjoy the book she had been trying to read over the last few days.

  As I fell asleep in my lonely bed, I chuckled, knowing Alex had changed me forever. Long gone was the playboy, and I was still unsure who was left in his place. All I knew was I couldn’t wait to find out.

  Chapter Five

  Alexandria

  The contractor took longer than expected and I was exhausted from the last few days. Maggie was feeling better and wa
s covering the club tonight so I could get some rest. After signing the contract for him to rewire the top two floors of the building, one for the expansion and one for an apartment I designed on the top level with roof access, I met with the staff about some planned changes.

  Dragging my tired ass to my dressing room, I sank into the chair in front of the large mirror and leaned back. Closing my eyes, I promised myself it would only be for a minute. I was startled awake by the knock on the door. Clearing my throat, I sat up and wiped the drool from my cheek.

  “Come in.” I remarked, opening a bottle of water from the mini fridge, and drinking quickly.

  “Gideon’s here, Alex.” Maggie said, a happy lilt in her voice. I wasn’t the Mistress of the house yet, and Maggie had learned to navigate between the two, aware of the distinct differences.

  I considered Maggie a friend and she was one of the few people who knew about my past. She was encouraging when I told her about Gideon, but she reminded me there were truths I would have to tell him in order to have a real relationship.

  I just wasn’t sure how to explain everything and still have him look at me the way he does.

  “Show him back, Maggie.”

  She glanced at me and quickly stepped into the room, closing the door softly behind her. I looked up at her with raised eyebrows, waiting for her to explain the sudden secrecy. She stepped closer to me and spoke low, her eyes remaining locked with mine.

  “You need to tell him, Alex. For your own sake. I can see how stressed you are and don’t tell me it’s the expansion. You’re the happiest I’ve ever seen you and you’re still so sad inside. If he cares about you like I can see that he does, it won’t change anything. Not really. Unburden yourself from the guilt you carry that you don’t deserve. Life is so much happier when you let it go.”