Roommate's Risky Reveal in the High-Roller Suite

The high-roller suite smelled of fresh orchids and money. Ravi tossed his dealer vest onto a chair the second the door clicked shut, rolling his shoulders after twelve hours of pushing chips across green felt. Colette kicked off her heels and spun once on the marble, her cocktail dress flaring. Staff lodging never looked like this—king bed, velvet chaise, floor-to-ceiling windows framing the Strip. A booking glitch had handed them the keys for one night and neither of them was dumb enough to refuse.

Champagne arrived on a silver tray. They drank the first bottle too fast, legs stretched on the massive couch, talking shit about high rollers who tipped in pink chips and the ones who stiffed. Ravi watched the way the silk of her dress clung when she leaned forward to refill his glass. He’d been catching himself staring for months back at their cramped apartment, through the bathroom door she never quite closed all the way. He told himself it was accidental. It never was.

Colette stood, champagne flute dangling from her fingers. “I’m gonna rinse off the casino stink.” She didn’t close the bedroom door. He heard the zipper, the soft shush of fabric hitting carpet. When she reappeared she wore only the suite’s monogrammed silk robe, loosely knotted. She left it gaping just enough.

Ravi’s glass froze halfway to his mouth.

She caught him looking—really looking—and instead of yanking the lapels shut she met his eyes and let the robe slide open another inch. One dark nipple peeked free. Her voice dropped to a raw whisper. “I’ve known you watch me for months, Ravi. Every fucking night I leave that door cracked on purpose. It turns me on so bad I have to touch myself after.”

The words hit him like a hard shove. He set the champagne down before he dropped it. “Colette—”

“Don’t you dare pretend.” She shrugged and the robe pooled at her elbows, then her wrists, then the floor. Bare. Shaved smooth, tits full, the soft curve of her belly and the gleam between her thighs already wet. “Stay right there. Watch me.”