All In: Paying to Play (Gambling With Love)

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Authors: Lane Hart
over the corner of Addison's painted lips, unable to prevent my shit-eating-grin at the furious expression on her gorgeous face. Golden eyes squinting in anger, it's a wonder she hasn't bitten the tip of my finger off yet.  
    "Then I better go freshen up in the bathroom, honey ," she mutters before hopping down from the stool. Then I watch her sway her hips in a fantastic way with her departure.
    "You really are the asshole the media makes you out to be," the jerk behind the bar says, pulling my eyes from her ass when Addison's out of earshot.
    "Yeah, I am. But guess which asshole she'll be going home with tonight. Here's a hint, it sure as fuck won't be you." Only because Addison is being paid to be with me. The thought that she'd drop me for this douchebag in a heartbeat if she wasn't makes me so angry that I want to send this bastard to dental school after I knock his fucking teeth out.
    "Then she's obviously not as smart as I thought she was," he replies, before walking off to take another customer's drink order.
    Thankfully the host comes over and tells me our table is ready. After he points out which one, I finish my drink and walk over to wait for Addison to come out of the bathroom. My chest is still heaving from dealing with the fucker at the bar, my adrenaline pumping through my veins at being challenged. So when Addison steps out the door, I attack her, my hips flattening hers against the wall while my hands cage her in on either side of her head.
    "I think you're forgetting your job," I lean down and whisper against her ear. "It sure as fuck isn't flirting with waiters where everyone can see. So for damage control you're gonna kiss me like you can't fucking wait to ride my cock." I grind that particular anatomy that's hard as a rock into her stomach and hear her sharp inhale. Then, because I can, I drag my tongue over her ear and down her neck before covering her mouth with mine. Oh, and she is pissed! I almost choke on the forcefulness of her tongue in my mouth before I swirl my own around hers and force it backwards, taking control, dominating the kiss.
    Addison's palms that were pushing against my chest relax before her arms wrap around my neck, her fingernails digging into my flesh. Now that I know she isn't going anywhere, I lower one of my hands all the way down the side of her curves to the outside of her thigh. When my hand ventures underneath the hem of her dress, she moans into my mouth and we both freeze. Whoa . Either she's a hell of an actress or...she's turned on. Based on the fact that she's completely stopped breathing, I'm pretty sure she's embarrassed because it's the latter.
    A throat clears behind us before I can figure out what the hell just happened. "Mr. Young?"
    I slowly pull my lips from Addison's and remove my hand from her skirt before glancing over my shoulder. It's an old man in a fancy suit looking put out based on his frown and creased forehead, arms crossed over his chest. "I'm afraid we're going to have to ask you and your...date to leave."
    I bark out a laugh when I look back at Addison who's still only inches from my face. She's actually smiling, even though her cheeks are so red I can practically feel the heat coming off of them.
    "You heard the man, sweet cheeks. This is neither the time nor the place for you to try and fuck me."
    Now her palms push against my chest so I move off of her, grabbing her hand before taking off toward the exit. All the eyes in the entire crowded restaurant watch our every move. Well, that's one way to get some publicity. Satan's head will probably explode if one of these patrons was kind enough to take a photo of us and put it on the internet.
    "Thanks for the drinks," I call out to the bartender. "She decided she wants to have dessert before dinner."
    Addison huffs out something under her breath, but I just squeeze her hand tighter and walk out the door to the side street where I’d parked. When we're a block away she yanks her hand from mine and

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