Page 44 of Beauty and the Boss Man

He opens his mouth to explain, but the lightbulb in my head flicks on, and I exclaim, “Ohhhh, special kisses! You mean like?” I point to my open mouth.

He chuckles and rubs his beard. “Yes. If you win, I spend the next hour with my face buried in your pussy. If I win, you give me a blow job.”

Hearing Aiden talk dirty gives me the same reaction every time—it has me panting like a damn dog.

“Deal,” I say.

“Okay, then,” he grins.

“No, I mean deal. Deal the cards. Let’s see who’s going to get a happy ending tonight.”

He begins to pass out the cards, but he looks up at me while he does it. “No matter who wins, I fully intend to make sure we both have our happy endings.”

I pick up my five cards and take a look at them. Two 8’s and two jacks. Two pairs—not bad.

When he asks how many cards I want, I say only one. He hands me a new card, and he taps his finger on the table, trying to figure out how many he wants. He finally settles on four.

Four? How bad is his hand?

When I look at my new card, I see it’s another jack—Full House—jacks over 8’s.

I’ve got him now.

I wait patiently for Aiden to analyze his new cards. After he’s finished, he looks up at me again.

“Okay, Romy. Show me what you’ve got.”

Laying down my cards, I taunt, “Read ‘em and weep, Boss Man.”

He looks at my hand and smiles. “You win.”

I cheer and jump up and down. Would I be this excited to win if the prize wasn’t a delicious Aiden-induced orgasm?

Probably not.

But that is my prize, and I’m going to love every second of it.

“Go lie down. I’ll be right there,” he says before excusing himself to the restroom.

Just for shits and giggles, I take a peek at his hand, which is now lying face down on the table. My eyes go wide when I see what he was holding.

A Royal Flush.

The best hand you can have in Poker.

And he lied and said he’d lost just to make me happy.

Have I mentioned how perfect he is?

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