A Daring Wager with Riley
# All In The Atlantic City air was still thick with the smell of cheap perfume and spilled liquor as Cameron closed the hotel room door. The click of the deadbolt was impossibly loud in the sudden quiet. Across the room, Riley was already
Chapter 1
The Atlantic City air was still thick with the smell of cheap perfume and spilled liquor as Cameron closed the hotel room door. The click of the deadbolt was impossibly loud in the sudden quiet. Across the room, Riley was already kicking off her heels, the dim light from the city bleeding through the curtains and painting the generous curves of her body in shades of blue and gray.
Alex, sprawled on one of the double beds with his phone, didn’t look up. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” he mumbled, already half-asleep.
Cassidy, fresh from the bathroom with her brown hair damp and her busty frame wrapped in a short silk robe, just smirked from her bed, her confident gaze lingering on them. “Oh, I think they’re gonna,” she said, her voice a playful purr.
The challenge hung in the air, a live wire. Cameron’s eyes met Riley’s. Her playful grin was a spark to his adventurous spirit. The unspoken dare was louder than the distant casino bells. They weren’t alone, and the knowledge coiled the tension in his gut into something hotter, sharper.
He didn’t speak. He simply crossed the space between them, his hands finding the hem of Riley’s tight dress. A silent question. Her answer was to lift her arms, letting him peel the fabric up and over her head, revealing the heavy, full weight of her breasts, the soft swell of her stomach. The air between them crackled.
Cameron guided her to the edge of the empty bed, his back to their friends. He could feel their presence like a physical heat on his skin. Riley went willingly, bending over the mattress, presenting the lush, perfect curve of her ass to him. Her breath hitched as he pushed her thong aside, not bothering to remove it.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, his voice low and rough, meant for her ears but carrying in the quiet room. He positioned himself, one hand gripping the soft flesh of her hip, the other guiding his cock to her soaked entrance. “All night, thinking about this.”
He drove into her with one deep, claiming thrust. Riley gasped, a sharp, beautiful sound that was swallowed by the pillows. The bed groaned. Cameron set a relentless, possessive rhythm, each snap of his hips a bold statement. His eyes flicked up. Over Riley’s shoulder, in the shadowy reflection of the dark television screen, he saw Cassidy watching, her robe parted, her expression one of open, aroused interest.
“They’re watching you take it,” Cameron rasped into Riley’s ear, his pace punishing. “Hearing how much you love it.” His fingers dug into her flesh. “You gonna come for them? Show them what’s mine?”
Riley’s moans were muffled but escalating, her body meeting his thrust for thrust. The obscene, wet sounds of their joining filled the shared space. When her climax ripped through her, shaking the bed frame, Cameron pulled out.
Spinning her around, he pushed her onto her back, his hand wrapping around his length. Her face was flushed, her lips parted, her chest heaving. He stroked himself roughly, his gaze locked on hers. “Open your mouth,” he commanded, his voice guttural.
She obeyed, tongue out, eyes blazing with defiance and desire. With a final, harsh groan, he erupted over her face and chest, painting her skin with hot stripes of white. It marked her, a raw and public claim in the crowded dark.
Silence fell, broken only by ragged breathing. From the other bed, Cassidy let out a soft, appreciative chuckle. The game had changed. The night wasn’t over.
Chapter 2
His hips kept their punishing rhythm, each deep drive making her gasp into the mattress. Cameron leaned forward, his sweat-slicked chest pressing against her back, his lips brushing the shell of her ear.
“That’s it, take it all,” he growled, his voice a low, private rumble meant only for her. “But I’m not done with you, not even close. I’m gonna flip you over, pin your wrists, and fuck that pretty mouth of yours until you’re choking on me. Then I’m gonna taste every inch of that sweet, messy pussy. You’re gonna come on my tongue before I fill you up again.”
Riley shuddered, a desperate moan escaping her. “Cameron… fuck, yes…”
Across the room, the charged silence was broken by the rustle of sheets. Alex had finally put his phone down, his gaze fixed on the scene, his own arousal evident in the tight set of his jaw and the way he shifted on the bed.
Cassidy’s soft, deliberate voice cut through the sound of skin slapping skin. “You hear that, Alex? He’s just getting started with her.” She let her robe fall open completely, one hand idly tracing the curve of her own breast, her eyes dark with voyeuristic hunger. “Looks like we got front row seats to the main event.”
Cameron grinned, a feral, possessive thing. He pistoned into Riley harder, emphasizing his point. “They love watching you,” he rasped into her ear, his breath hot. “They can hear how wet you are for me. They can see this perfect ass bouncing.” He gave her hip a sharp slap, the sound cracking in the room, making Riley cry out. “You gonna give them a real show, baby?”
Chapter 3
Cassidy’s voice cut through the sound of skin slapping skin. “You hear that, Alex? He’s just getting started with her.” She let her robe fall open completely, one hand idly tracing the curve of her own breast, her eyes dark with voyeuristic hunger. “Looks like we got front row seats to the main event.”
Cameron grinned, a feral, possessive thing. He pistoned into Riley harder, the wet slap of his hips against her ass echoing in the room. “They love watching you,” he rasped into her ear, his breath hot. “They can hear how wet you are for me.”
Suddenly, the sheets rustled. Cameron glanced over his shoulder, his rhythm never faltering.
Cassidy was standing up, the silk robe pooling at her feet. Her full breasts heaved with each breath, her nipples hard. She ran a hand over her stomach, her gaze locked on Cameron driving into Riley. “Alex,” she said, her voice low and husky. “Do you mind if I join them?”
From the other bed, Alex let out a strangled laugh. “Shit. Be my guest.”
A confident, playful smile spread across Cassidy’s lips as she walked toward them. The air in the room tightened, charged with a new, dangerous current. Cameron slowed his thrusts, watching her approach. Riley whimpered beneath him, confused by the sudden change in pace.
“Don’t stop on my account,” Cassidy purred, stopping beside the bed. Her fingers trailed up Cameron’s sweat-slicked back. “You were putting on quite a show.” Her eyes dropped to where he was buried inside Riley. “She looks so full. I want to feel that.”
Cameron pulled out slowly, making Riley gasp. He turned, his cock glistening and hard. “What did you have in mind?”
Cassidy didn’t answer with words. She pushed him gently back onto the mattress and climbed over him, her thick thighs straddling his hips. She lowered herself slowly, taking him deep inside her with a sharp, satisfied sigh. “Fuck,” she breathed, her head falling back. “You’re even bigger than you look.”
Riley pushed herself up on her elbows, watching, her lips parted. “Cassidy…”
“Your turn to watch, sweetie,” Cassidy moaned, beginning to rock her hips, taking Cameron deep. She reached back, her hand finding Riley’s hair, and guided her closer. “Come here. Taste him on me.”