All In: Paying to Play (Gambling With Love) by Lane Hart Read Free Book Online Page A

that makes my damn mouth water. Probably just my hunger.
    "Well, are we going to eat or not?" she huffs. Shifting in the leather seat, she tugs on the hem of her short dress like that's going to make it magically lengthen to cover the abundance of thigh exposed. Yes, we need to get out in public, because PDAs are my new best friends.
    I drive us downtown and luck up finding a close parking spot on a side street. Of course the restaurant is packed this time of night, and since I didn't make a reservation, we're directed to wait at the bar. Watching Addison mount the bar stool, I decide exactly how I'm going to spend the time until a table's ready.
    "Let me get a Jack and coke," I tell the frat boy bartender as I take the stool on the left of her. "And what would you like sweet- ie ?" I barely catch myself before saying cheeks or tits because I'm distracted, stroking my palm up Addison's bare leg, my thumb running along her inner thigh. Her jaw drops as her hand covers mine to stop my forward progress. Then she picks my hand up and slaps it down high on my thigh. Oh God . If I squirm even a few inches our overlapping palms will brush my cock.
    "Just a water is fine," she says sweetly, flashing a perfect smile at the bartender.
    "My pleasure," the asshole says with an answering grin, staring at Addison with obvious male appreciate before going to work on our drinks. The dickwad probably spent more time perfecting his floppy, Justin Bieber hair than the woman with waist-length hair did beside me. Fucker. Doesn't he see her practically grabbing my junk?
    Addison's hand stays where it is, so if she wants to play this game, we'll play. I slide my hand out from under hers so that the warmth of her palm is now burning me through my khakis. She still doesn't retreat, so I cover her dainty hand and start slowly, sensually rubbing up and down my thigh, coming closer and closer to my cock with every pass. The bastard between my legs swells and rises to attention, trying to get a bad touch. I barely swallow down my groan before it escapes.
    "That's enough, Jake- ass ," Addison grits out softly between her clenched teeth.
    "What?" I ask innocently, releasing her hand. "If we're going to sell this shit then it's supposed to look like we can't keep our hands off each other."
    "Here you go," the bartender says when he sits our drinks down on the little square napkins in front of us. "Let me know if you need anything else." Then he winks, actually fucking winks at Addison, and she beams back at him like he hung the moon. Oh come on!
    I whip out my wallet and throw down some bills, more than enough for our drinks. "Keep the change. It must be tough working for tips since so many assholes probably short you."
    The college kid's clean-shaven jaw ticks when he finally glares at me instead of drooling over Addison's cleavage. "Yeah, it is, but unfortunately not all of us can juggle balls one day a week for a ridiculous amount of money. Some of us have to actually work to put ourselves through medical school."
    Fucker. So he knows who I am and he thinks he has a chance with my girl?
    "What type of medicine are you studying and where?" Addison asks, interrupting our pissing contest.
    "Pathology at UNC's Charlotte campus," Dr. McDreamy-wanna-be answers with a megawatt smile when he turns back to Addison.
    "Oh wow, that's impressive. I graduated from Wake Medical with a specialization in psychiatry." 
    "So not only are you beautiful, but you're also incredibly smart, the total package," he tells her with a cheesy smile and a stunning blush spreads over Addy’s ivory cheeks.
    I'm starting to feel like I'm a bystander on this “date”, and it's pissing me off. So I decide it's time to interrupt.
    "She's also a sexy little freak in bed. Don't let the classy exterior fool you. You wouldn't believe the kinky shit she begs me to do to her with whips and chains," I intercede. "Actually, I think that's a little bit of my, well you know..." I swipe my thumb