All In: Betting on a Full House (Gambling With Love) by Lane Hart Page A

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    Before I knew what I was doing I'd pressed my breasts together, which caused his large hand to slide over them both on each pass. My pulse and breathing sped up as I arched my back in invitation. Both of Dylan’s palms reached out and cupped my breasts. I didn’t remove his hands, but let him stroke my nipples and keep right on kneading and caressing them until I couldn't hold back my moan of arousal. Desire and need pooled between my legs.
    " Fuck ," Dylan groaned, his voice sounding huskier and shaky.
    I grabbed the front of his shirt to pull myself up and tried to laugh off being so turned on when I saw how red his face was. Mine was probably also flushed by now. His hands moved down to my waist and I immediately missed their intimate touch.
    I went to kiss his cheek before climbing off, but when I pulled my legs around and planted them on either side of his on the floor, my body dipped forward, causing that huge bulge underneath his zipper to push right up into my uncovered entrance. Heat erupted, sending a jolt through my body, and before I knew what was happening Dylan’s mouth was on mine. We both became desperate in our frantic pursuit of pleasure. My arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and my breasts flattened against his hard chest. Our hips started rocking, simulating the act our bodies were begging for.
    " Oh shit !" I barely heard Will's curse. "Tyler is going to kill you, and I am so fucking jealous."
    Dylan's hands went around my back and curled over the tops of my shoulders, pressing me down even harder on his long, hard, denim covered cock. It only took about a minute of applied pressure on my clit before I exploded, my entire body trembling in his arms, my moans escaping into his mouth.
    "Did you …?" I asked curiously a few minutes later when I was able to breath normally again, and could actually speak.
    "Yeah," he exhaled. "Best sex I've ever had."
    Laughter burst from my lips at the same time as his bubbled up out of him.
    "You've both lost your damn minds," Will muttered.
    "Is that your standard, ah, lap dance?" Dylan asked, his green eyes heavy lidded as he looked at me with a blissed out smile.
    "Hell no, but your lap is not standard, is it? And I've been on a lot of laps. How do you not have a woman, or like, ten? You're hung like a fucking horse."
    "He hasn't figured out what to do with all of it yet," Will interjected bitterly.
    "My orgasm through his clothing and I would beg to differ," I responded, making Dylan smile even wider.
    "I hope sixty seconds in heaven was worth Tyler's wrath coming down on both of you."
    "Fuck Tyler. I think I hate him right now for how he treats you, Jess. The man is a blind fucking fool," Dylan responded.
    "Well thank you, and there's nothing to worry about, Will. Tyler and I are just screwing around, and we all know that this was only about getting off and nothing more, right Dylan?"
    "Right. Believe me, I get it. Unfortunately this was a one-time only, incredible deal. However much it sucks, I get it. You and Tyler are ...."
    "She's pregnant."             
    "What the fuck !" Dylan picked me up then sat me back down in the chair after he jumped out from under me like I was contagious.
    "Thanks, Will, you jackass."
    "So it's true?" Dylan asked in shock.
    "Yes, but you two have to keep your mouths shut. Even Tyler doesn't know, but hell I guess the whole club knows now."
    "I'm sorry Jess, I didn't even think about that," Will apologized.
    "It's okay, but you owe me, buddy. Now with that out of the way, I better get dressed and head back out. You guys going to stick around and watch the other routines?" I asked as I picked up my bikini top and bottoms to start tying them back on.
    "Ah, I think I need to go on home. Like soon," Dylan said, adjusting himself.
    "Aw, are you going to think about me when you jerk off tonight, Dylan?" I asked with a smile while getting my top back on.
    "Hell yes. Please don't tell Tyler that or about what just