Page 6 of Queen Of WildCards

Thesmug bastard tossed his luscious blonde hair out of his eyes and beamed at me likeIhadn't just had to rearrange my whole night and a torture session to deal with his stupidity.Unfortunately, ignoring him would only prove fruitless and irritating, soIpassed on that plan.

"Alreadyover.Hadto cut it short."Igave him the once-over, looking at him from tip to perfectly polished toe.Evenafter several nights in jail, he still looked like a million bucks.Asput together as ever.

Isort of wondered how many dicks he'd had to suck to get such luxurious treatment.

Notenough to ask, though.

Wemoved into line asJokertossed a peal of laughter over his shoulder at my brusque tone. "Comeon,Spade, join me in a night of celebration!"

"Revelryisn't my forté,Joker,"Iground out, cringing as the women all dressed to the nines in their skimpiest clothing brushed up against me as they passed. "I'llhave one drink with you, but then, we're going back to the damn compound, deal?"

Hesighed dramatically, waving his hands in mock defeat. "Surething, pal.Sayless."Hewiggled his eyebrows suggestively and turned back to the line, where several of the girls in front of him were now openly adoring his gorgeous, lean figure. "Ladies, ladies, to what doIowe the pleasure?"

Thesewhores are all the same, falling all over a pretty smile.I'drather gouge my eye out than fuck any of them.

Iknew it was a bit dramatic of me, but in reality,Icouldn't even stand the idea of entertaining a vapid, shallow club bunny like these ones.Itmade me feel slightly ill to think of one clinging desperately to me like her meal ticket.

Iwithdrew in on myself tighter and tucked a single, loose strand of electric red hair behind my ear.Bythe grace of gods thatIdidn't believe in, somehowImanaged to sneak into the tightly packed club without touching one of them, and there was even an empty spot at the end of the bar.

Perfect.Icould put my back against the wall and watch the place.

Iwasn't one for casing joints, but my skill was enforcing, and fighting when needed.Ifthere was an incident brewing,Iwanted to know about it before things got hot and heavy.

Theyalways did, withJokeraround.

Speakof the devil . . .

Thebastard in question decided now would be the perfect time to drag two buxom bitches to the bar and pay for their shots.Iwinced when the blonde one turned to me with her predatory, lustful grin.

"Heythere, sexy, are you with him?"Shepointed toJoker, andIfrowned, my arms sliding across my chest to cross in irritation.

"I'moff the menu,"Igrowled, hoping she'd get the hint.

Shedidn't.

Herhand moved out to caress my bicep, andIliterally bared my teeth and growled at her like a bear about to attack.Sheflinched back with a nervous chuckle and returned her attention toJoker, where it fucking belonged.

Keepaway, bitch.

Don'tget me wrong —Iloved women, andIloved sex;Ijust didn't appreciate the first when all they expected from you was the latter and money.IfIwas gonna take a woman to my bed, she'd better be there for me, not for my wallet or my dick.

Well, okay, so being there for the dick was partially a must.

Buta man had to have his standards, and, well,Ihad mine.Andnone of these hangers-on met the minimum bar for entry to this ride.

Tomy immediate right,Jokerand his gaggle of horny hookers were laughing boisterously, daring each other to take the shots the bartender set in front of them.Threeshots disappeared in an instant, and my scowl deepened asJoker'smouth opened only to play tonsil hockey with first one woman, then the other.

Fuckingdisgusting.

Icouldn't imagine being so uninhibited in such a public place.Sofree, so uncaring.Ididn't have much of a reputation to protect, butIhad my dignity, which was more thanIcould say forJoker.

Dignity, he lacked in spades.

Iwatched on in silent horror as he proceeded to demand the girls make out with each other for his amusement, which they moved to do so quickly it left my head spinning.Thesewomen, who'd previously been fawning all over the prince in question, now pawed at each other, their hands dancing sensuously across each other's bodies.Slightdisgust curled deep inside me as the blonde grabbed the brunette's ass and they started to grind against each other, lost in the performance that was no longer just a show, but a full-blown woman-on-woman floor orgy.

Jokersmirked at me over his shoulder. "Thisshit never gets old, huh?"Hereached down and blatantly adjusted his raging hard-on, staring at the women with a feral grin. "IbetIcan make them eat each other out beforeIfuck them tonight."

"Ibet they ditch you for each other before the night is through,"Ibounced back, irritation lacing my words, making them harsher thanIintended.Iwasn't trying to cock block him, but it was a realistic assumption, with as excited and lost in each other as the women in question seemed to be at the moment.Itwas as ifJokerhad ceased to exist, and it was honestly funny to watch.Hisface had fallen a fair bit now that his eyes caught sight of the girls moving away to a quiet corner.

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