“I can talk to her if you want,” Yash suggested while rubbing his arm from my smack earlier. “And hopefully get you to stop whining about it.” 
“Sure. Go ahead and try... Just be subtle about it.” I said, frowning at my own words. Being subtle wasn't my thing. Like Natasha, I was direct but I had no choice. If I had a choice between letting her leave by confessing or making her stay by suppressing my feelings, I'd choose the latter. Nothing outweighed the thought of her leaving. Not after I had gotten so used to her presence around me. 
*
Today was one of my lucky days. When I said lucky, I meant business. We scored a pretty sum of fifty thousand rupees. By 'we', I meant Natasha and me. Natasha was pretty badass, if it wasn't obvious before but today, she just reached level queen. Normally she wouldn't involve herself in my little 'Casino mess' (as she put it), but today she decided to dirty her hands. Usually, she would pass her time with her phone or leave. So when she casually dropped her gentle ass on my lap and asked if she could join us, I was immensely surprised. Maybe she got encouraged when she noticed a female player amongst the three. 
“Let me take over the reigns this time,” She naughtily whispered in my ear. 
Being a helpless slave to her charms, I instantly replied yes. The cute smile she returned, made me fall for her even more. At that moment, it didn't matter whether I won or lost. The fact that she participated was worth it all. 
From thenforth, I explained her the rules and laid my money on the table. We were playing poker. Initially, the plan was to let her participate only, but at times, I had to advise her in when she couldn't understand something. Before long, we were both playing together. It didn't bother the other players since the girl on the other side of the table was backed up by her own boyfriend named Raj. With hideous stares and wicked smiles between the two girls, it almost seemed like a cat- girl game. Not like I was complaining. With her fine ass rubbing against my crotch, I wasn't complaining at all. 
Gradually things got harder. Both the game and my dick. I hated and loved how she deliberately moved her butt against my lap whenever she had to play. To other people, it might have looked like I was discussing strategies when in actuality, I was warning her not to get up, lest my embarrassment got revealed in public. It was torture. 
As I said, today was my lucky day. Not only Natasha participated but managed to sag most of the money too. I was so overcome with joy that I actually got up after her and squished her in my arms. Thankfully my front was covered by her so no one could have witnessed my embarrassment (unless they really gauged their eyes).
I was ready to hunt her down for teasing me when it was just the two of us afterwards. Instead she took me to where my motorbike stood. I thought she wanted a bike ride but then, she laid flat against the seat, unbuttoning her jeans. 
“Say, ever had sex on a bike?” She rested her hands behind her head while parting her legs. 
“Nope.”
“Great, me neither. Which means—” she paused to pull me by my collar as I climbed onto the seat opposite her. “It will be our first time.”
The short kiss I gave her showed how elated I was. She said she wasn't romantic but today's gesture and her words were anything but that. We threw a dirty smile before giving ourselves. 
In order to celebrate our victory, I decided to take us clubbing. Unfortunately, we weren't as alone as I liked us to be. 
“Saalo kutto ki maut maroge tum sab. Go to hell!” I cursed my good- for- nothing friends for tagging along.