High Stakes Heartbreak (Audiobook) + Ebook

High Stakes Heartbreak by Sabrina Wolfe

Emma stares at her boyfriend’s cards as he goes all in. It’s the last hand of the night if he loses and he can’t lose. Emma warned him about playing with real money, even if it’s between friends. Jacob hates to lose and he hates owing someone even more.

 She runs her fingers through his thick brown hair and kisses his temple. His left eye twitches slightly, his light brown eyes darkening as the last card is flipped on the table.

Shit.

 Emma doesn’t need to know how to professionally play poker to know that Brandon’s victorious smile is a threat. She glances at him as he adjusts his glasses. He’s half viking, and if it wasn’t obvious in his face, it’s obvious in the viking style tattoo sleeve he has over his arm. He’s also the kind of guy who battles stress by going to the gym.

 He’s only a few inches taller than Jacob, but he has more muscle and a quiet, yet intense personality. Eric on the other hand has brown hair, a sprinkle of freckles over his perpetually pale skin and is a stretched version of Brandon’s muscular frame. He’s at least six foot four and looks like the kind of guy who’s always had a toned body, even if he doesn’t look like a gym rat.

 Jacob used to hang out with them at least three times a week to go to the gym, drink, catch the game, but work and his side hustle has been eating away at his available time. Which includes the time he has for Emma.

 She tosses her honey brown hair over her shoulder as she leans back. She rests her chin on her boyfriend’s head, but she knows he’s lost. Worst, she knows that he can’t pay. He might be able to pay a third of what’s on the table.

 Taking a slow breath, she keeps herself from getting frustrated with him. After all, she’s been mildly interested in Eric and Brandon since she met them years ago. . His friends are gorgeous and when sweat pants season rolls around, she always enjoys the view.

 She likes teasing them with choosing the right words and outfits to get them just hard enough that she has an idea of what they’re working with, but she’d never take advantage of any opportunity. Jacob trusts her. He’s left her alone with his friends before knowing that they won’t make a move and neither will she.

 But now ...

 “I can’t pay that,” Jacob says when Brandon’s the clear winner.

 “It was your idea to play with real money,” Eric says loudly. “We were all happy to play with chips or to play for pennies.”

 “Yeah, I know, I just ...” Jacob rubs his scruffy jaw. “That’s like two pay checks. I have to take care of my half of the bills.”

 Brandon’s gaze slowly flicks from Jacob to Emma. She feels it.

She feels his eyes as they stroke over her body, drinking in her little black tank top that doesn’t hide her cleavage and her gray denim skirt that shows off her thigh highs.

 Brandon’s eyes wander plenty, but never right in front of Jacob before. She licks her bottom lip as she puts the pieces together. Brandon wants her, Eric hasn’t been shy about his ‘play’ flirting and now she has the perfect opportunity.

 Standing up, she squeezes Jacob’s shoulders. “I can take care of this, honey.”

 “No, no. I was the one playing, that’s not fair to you,” he says softly.

 “Well if you can’t pay and she can. Then it seems like you don’t have a choice,” Eric says with a sideways smile.

 “What do you have in mind?” Brandon asks, his voice low.

 “Obviously she’s got money,” Eric says waving to Emma.

 She meets Jacob’s eyes as his face pales. She knows he understands what she has in mind and he clearly doesn’t like the plan, but she knows that he can’t argue, not that it will stop him from trying.

 “No, Emma. That’s not necessary. You really don’t have to give them that.”

 “Do you have a better idea? We can’t spare the money and I think both of them will agree,” she says as if it’s nothing.

 “Come on, if I let my friends do this... it could mess plenty of things up. I just don’t want to go down that road, not with you.”

 She kisses his temple and rubs his chest gently. Right before she gives in, she notices that he’s hard. He might not want to like the idea, but he definitely does. He might want to deny it, but his body is making it very clear.

 “It doesn’t matter who I let touch me or if they get to have sex with me now, I’m leaving with you. You’re my boyfriend. I love you,” she emphasizes clearly.

 He swallows so hard his Adam’s apple bobs. “I don’t like this.”

 “I like knowing we can pay our bills. I’d rather make sure of that, wouldn’t you?” she asks in his ear.

 The other guys look at her. Eric smirks as understanding dawns on him. “So? If you’re not offering money, what are you going to do to pay what he owes us. It’s pretty steep.”

 Brandon cocks his head to the side, his eyes focused on Emma too. She licks her bottom lip. “Me.”

“You?” Eric nearly spits out his drink. “As in ...”

 “As in you both get to have sex with me and the debt is cleared,” Emma says as if it’s nothing despite the fact her whole body is pulsing with desire.

 “I’m not leaving the room though. It has to happen right here,” Jacob says sharply, putting his foot down.

 “And you’re okay with this, Emma?” Brandon asks, his gaze never leaving hers.

 “If you both are.”

 “Jacob?” Eric asks.

 “I don’t love the idea, but it’s ... fair. It’s not becoming a habit and Emma’s leaving with me.”

 “Yes, I am,” Emma says brightly, kissing his cheek again.

"Do you two want to use me as payment" Emma asks?

 “Yes,” Eric says immediately. “Fuck yes. I mean look at you.”

 “That’s too quick,” Jacob hisses. “You’re supposed to debate it.”

 “Come on, you know how sexy your girlfriend is. I’d have to be stupid to ignore her appeal.”

 Brandon though, thinks about things for a long moment. Finally he gives a nod and stands. “We’ll be square.”

 Emma gives her boyfriend one more kiss, then pretends that it’s just a casual thing. She stuffs her excitement down so that way she can focus on the moment.

 “And no kissing!” Jacob says as Eric stands up. “No kissing on the mouth.”

 “Okay, baby,” Emma says warmly. “My kisses are just for you.”

 “We’ll see,” Eric says with a naughty wink. He pulls Emma against him and she’s shocked again at how muscular he is even though he’s on the lankier side. He grips her ass and grinds her against him.

“We want to make sure you’re wet and ready to take us.”

 “Together,” Brandon says as something falls to the floor. She glances over and realizes it’s Brandon’s shirt.

 Gasping slightly, she looks back at him while Eric bends down to kiss her throat. Brandon whispers in her ear. “Tell me you want this.”

 “I do,” she whispers as he cups her breasts and massages them through her shirt and thin lacy bra.

 “Tell me you’re okay with this and what it could do to you and Jacob,” he orders, his voice an unfamiliar, intense command.

 “I am,” she answers, rolling her head to the side to give Eric more access.

 She’s always enjoyed being with Jacob, but it’s been years since they’ve done anything beyond their normal routine. When she tries to spice things up, he gets nervous and says he has to think on it until she works him up and gets him going. She just wants to stop thinking, to have someone else claim control.

 Eric bites her neck gently, but when he draws back, Brandon immediately pulls her shirt off. Eric groans. “Such perfect tits. I don’t know how you keep your hands off her, Jacob. Why do you even bother to leave the house when you have Emma.”

 She shudders under that praise and watches as Eric sits down so his face is lined up with her breasts. He licks over the lacy fabric, his tongue circling one nipple, then the other as she moans.

 Brandon pulls her skirt up to expose her matching panties. Emma glances to the side to see Jacob, his face flushed, his intense gaze on Brandon’s hands as he palms her ass and snaps her panties against her skin.

 She knows he’s turned on. It’s right there in his eyes. It’s like he’s trying to resist the urge to touch himself so he can have her later.

 “Such thick, warm thighs,” Eric purrs against her nape before pressing an open mouthed kiss there. “I bet your pussy’s even warmer, isn’t it?”

 “Find out,” she dares.

 Brandon lightly swats her ass, then drags her panties down her thighs until they drop to the floor. He kicks the inside of her foot, spreading her legs as Eric actually rips her bra, freeing her breasts. Eric groans and sucks her nipple, swirling his tongue around the hard peek before he grazes his teeth over her skin.

 Emma braces herself on his shoulders as he switches to her other breast, using his fingers to tease her slick nipple. He pinches and rolls all while Brandon spreads her thighs to get a better view of her pussy. When his finger slides over her slit, she whimpers.

 “Already soaked. You loved coming up with this idea, didn’t you? You want Eric and I to fuck you hard while Jacob watches. I bet you want us to fill each of your holes tonight,” Brandon says.

 She trembles, tries not to answer, but when Brandon thrusts two fingers into her and Eric gently bites her nipple, she lets out a sharp moan. “Yes!”

 “That’s what I thought. You’re so fucking naughty,” Brandon says, his voice darkening with lust as he keeps fingering Emma.

 He fucks her hard and fast, first with two, then three fingers as his thumb rubs her clit over and over, making her wetter, hornier. Her thighs shake around his hand. He grinds against her round ass and strokes over her back, pushing her further down.

 Eric undoes his pants, dropping his pants and boxers to his knees as his hard, long cock pops up. He’s longer than Jacob, that’s for sure. He’s a little thicker too. Emma’s mouth waters as her lips part on another moan.

 Just as she reaches the edge of her orgasm he stops. He bends her over all the way. “If you want to come, you better have your mouth full when you do it.”

 She moans and eagerly lets Eric guide her down on his cock. Her lips spread to take him and she doesn’t stop until she feels herself gag. When she tries to pull up, Eric keeps her head in place.

 “Relax, Emma. You can take it. Breathe through your nose. Earn my dick,” he encourages.

 She takes a slow breath through her nose as he holds her in place, thrusting deeper to gag her, then drawing back. He does it again slowly just as Jacob starts fingering her again. He strokes back down her back, then his hand is gone.

 She wants to look back to see what he’s doing, but she resists the urge. She’s too focused on sucking and licking Eric’s dick. His moans might as well be praise. She tries to force her gag reflex back and chokes herself on his dick. He groans and tightens his grip in her hair.

 “That’s a good girl. I know you want to take every inch. Show me how much you can manage.”

 Emma doesn’t hesitate. She sucks and licks his cock, taking him deeper and deeper, over and over again, finding a rhythm that makes her drool on his dick, sucking and slurping as she gets closer and closer to the edge again. She rolls her hips back against Brandon, then feels his wet finger tracing her ass.

In one move, he thrusts a finger into her ass, then another, spreading her open.

 “We’ll make sure to use you every possible way, all the ways you need, Emma,” Brandon promises.

 “This is just foreplay, sweetheart,” Eric agrees.

 He softens his thrust as Brandon freezes. Then his fingers are gone. Emma makes a pathetic mewl of a sound around Eric’s cock. Eric chuckles. “I know you want more, but be patient. We’re going to do this the right way.”

 In another second, Brandon’s impossibly thick, hard cock fills Emma’s pussy. It feels like she’s reliving her first time. He’s so big that it barely makes sense. She lets out a throaty sound that Eric silences by thrusting harder in to her throat.

 She whimpers as she bounces back and forth between them. Even though she wants to look at Jacob and see if he’s watching, she can’t. Not with Eric’s firm grip in her hair and how good they feel. She doesn’t want to waste a second. She loves choking on Eric’s dick, soaking it with her saliva while Brandon sets an intense, overwhelming pace.

 Her legs shake and she’s afraid she’s going to come apart thanks to them both filling her.

 “You feel so fucking good. So tight, so wet, so hot,” Brandon pants. “And when you come, we’re going to give you something even better.”

 That promise rolls around in her mind and when Eric says he couldn’t get tired of her even having this every day, she comes, unable to stop it. Her whole body spasms, her legs quiver, her knees nearly give out, but she hardly has the time to worry about that.

 Brandon supports her as he pulls her up, then turns her around. Drool covers her bottom lip and rolls over her chin. Brandon wipes under her bottom lip, then nods. “You’re doing so well, Emma. Do you want to come again?”

 “Yes,” she answers honestly.

 “Do you want to make us come?” Eric whispers, his cock suddenly rubbing against her ass.

 “That's all I ever wanted to do.” she answers, her voice sticky with desire.

 “That’s a good girl,” Brandon praises, then he grabs her hips and lifts her into the air.

 Emma gasps and wraps her arms around his neck as she looks down at his meaty, long cock. It’s slick with her wetness which is the only reason she’s willing to believe he actually fit inside her.

 “You’re going to take us both,” Eric informs as his hands move on the underside of her thighs, spreading her open wide. “I’m going to take your tight little ass and Brandon is going to take your pussy.”

She moans, her head falling back onto Eric’s shoulder.

 She looks over at her boyfriend as the guys get her into position, the head of Eric’s cock rubbing against her tight asshole as Brandon slowly, gently thrusts an inch into her. Jacob is watching, totally enraptured. There’s a mix of shame, desire, and humiliation on his face all in equal measures, but he clearly can’t tear his eyes away.

 “Ready for me, Emma?” Eric asks, his voice a tight rasp against her throat.

 “I'm ready,” she moans.

 Eric eases in, one inch at a time, moving at the same pace that Brandon chooses. It feels like they’re splitting her open, like they’re claiming her, owning her. She can’t even moan. Her lips part, but her voice breaks on the sound. A little squeak leaves her throat as Eric and Brandon both fill her entirely.

 Her eyes roll back as her core squeezes both of them. They hold still for a minute, adjusting her in their arms so she’s secure, then Brandon kisses her jaw. “Hold on to us.”

 She digs her nails into Brandon’s shoulders and nods as she kisses Eric’s neck. She can’t believe how full she feels, how intense every move of their cocks feel. Brandon goes first, pulling out almost all the way, then slamming back into her. She moans loudly and feels Eric’s dick twitch in her ass.

 Emma’s toes curl and her legs bounce a bit. She whimpers as Eric takes his turn, slowly easing out of her ass so she whines before he thrusts back in.

 “You’re doing so well,” Eric pants.

 “Your ass is fucking perfect. I’m not going to be able to last.”

 “me either,” she rasps, barely able to get a word out.

 “This is just the start,” Brandon promises.

 And then he proves it. Brandon and Eric drop their restraint and fuck Emma the way they need. It’s rough, it’s intense, it’s twice as wild since they have different paces. They slam into her, making her theirs as they purr against her neck, promise her pleasure, say words that she can’t make sense of because she’s fighting her own orgasm.

 Jacob very rarely makes her come twice and giving in feels like a slap in the face to him, but when she looks over at her boyfriend, he’s obviously rubbing himself through his jeans. He stops when Emma smiles, and licks over his bottom lip. The look of shame dominates his face until Emma’s back arches and she lets out a strangled sob.

 “Come, Emma,” Brandon demands. “Come now or not at all.”

 She digs her nails into Brandon’s muscular shoulders, scratching at him as her back bows. When both Eric and Brandon slam into her at the same time, it breaks her. She comes so hard that she gushes. Her moans aren’t entirely loud enough to cover the wet sounds of her pussy as Brandon increases his pace, dragging her orgasm out longer and longer.

 Emma reaches back to brace herself against Eric’s hip with one hand as her pussy squeezes and her body tenses again. Eric lets out a loud snarl. “I can’t ... fuck. Fuck!”

 He comes, grinding even deeper inside her like he wants her to feel his cum emptying into her ass.

 Brandon lets out a sharp growl, then jerks out of her, finishing on her belly. She stares down at his white, sticky cum as it rolls over her lower belly and drips to her thighs.

 They help her get dressed, but she can still feel Eric’s cum leaking out of her ass as she adjusts her clothes. Eric holds up her ripped bra. “You want this?”

 “Consider it part of the pot,” Emma answers with a teasing wink.

 Brandon and Eric both get their pants in place and collapse into their seats with wide grins. Jacob grumbles something about that being what they end on and he leads Emma out of the house and to their car.

 She squirms as she sits and sighs. Jacob shakes his head. “Was that really necessary?”

 Emma looks him over, than rubs her hand over his obvious erection with the promise of taking care of him soon. “You can use me as payment as often as you want, especially if you enjoy it like this.” Jacob blushes but doesn’t give her an answer. He also doesn’t push her away when she gives him a hand job on the way home. Poker night might need to become a regular thing.

 Jacob blushes, but doesn’t give her an answer. He also doesn’t push her away when she gives him a hand job on the way home. Poker night might need to become a regular thing.