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the same time.  I feel his hand reach down and close around mine, which in turn closes around his cock again.  "You're here, aren't you?"
    "I don't have to be," I bite back.  I give a little tug of my hand as if to pull away, but he holds me firmly.  The hotness of his cock feels like it's burning my palm.
    "My point is only that I could see that you and your boyfriend weren't happy.  That he didn't value you.  I gave you an out by showing you who he really was."
    "Ex boyfriend," I amend.  "I don't cheat on the men in my life.  Harrison became my ex as soon as he agreed to put me on the poker table."
    "Ex," Chase nods. 
    "Well, I guess you were right about that, anyway," I concede.  "Whether you really know people or whether that was just a lucky guess, I'm still not sure."
    Chase looks at me with that little half smile again, as if my skepticism amuses him. 
    "What?"
    "You really don't know who I am, do you?"
    I shrug.  "Should I?"
    He's quiet for a moment as he watches me, but then changes the subject.  "So what is it that you do, Lila Hunter from Canada?"
    I can't help but sigh at the question.  I hate when people ask me, only because I don't feel like I've really accomplished what I want yet.  "I'm between jobs at the moment.  I was working at a non-profit for a little while, helping raise money for local shelters."
    "Sounds admirable.  Why'd you leave?"
    "Well, it seemed like the right thing to do when the news came out that the people running it weren't really taking the non-profit part of the job very seriously.  They were funneling more money off shore than ever made it to the shelters."
    "Ouch."
    "Yeah."
    "So you lose your job and decide to come to Vegas to try to win next month's rent, is that it?"
    I squint at him, unsure if he's teasing.  "Coming to Vegas was Harrison's idea.  He paid for the whole trip.  Trust me, I'd rather be at home sending out resumes."
    Chase nods, looking satisfied with my answer.  "More non profits?"
    I shrug.  "Maybe not, but something similar.  Something where I feel like I can help people.  I went to school for social work, but I haven't figured out what I want to focus on, exactly."
    "The world needs a lot of help," he nods.
    "Is your boyfriend in the same line of work?  Sorry.  Ex boyfriend?"
    I shake my head.  The only person Harrison ever wants to help is himself, and the question is just another example of Harry and I being so completely different.  I don't need another reminder of that.  It's time to move on.
    "I don't want to talk about Harrison," I say, turning my focus back between his legs.  Chase can believe what he wants, but I know the truth.  Anyone who gambles eventually loses everything.  But I don't care.  I'm not getting involved.  I'm just here to take my mind off of Harry and Chase has something that I know will do the trick.
      "Good," Chase says, his voice getting lower.  "I have something much better in mind for that pretty mouth of yours anyway."  He pulls on my arm and I lean forward onto my hands and knees, crawling forward between his legs.
    I know exactly what he has in mind, and we're in complete agreement. 
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
    "Suck my cock, Lila," he growls.  My mouth is already full of him, so I take it as a request to go deeper.  I reach under my chin for his heavy balls, rolling them in my hand as my mouth slurps in as much of him as I can fit. 
    "Holy shit, Lila."
    I'd smile if I could, but settle for just humming an acknowledgment since I know that will add to his pleasure.  He has a beautiful cock, but as much as I would love for him to come down my throat right now, I need him to fuck me again instead.  That's the release I need at the moment, which means this act is just a means to an end.  Much like my entire motivation for being in this room in the first place.
    "That's so fucking good," he groans.  "My god..."
    His hips are starting to move and his hands have slid into my hair,