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“Oh, yeah.” He smiles dreamingly at me. “Sure thing. I always have lunch here. Well, whenever I'm not too busy to eat. So, yeah. I'll see you here tomorrow.”
I can feel his eyes all over me as I walk away. I want to turn around and let him know I can feel him staring, but I keep walking. I don't want to spark his interest anymore than I already have. Although we've known each other for long time, we haven't known each other like this.
Chapter Eight - Marc
“Whoa! Hey Jep! I didn’t know you were bringing a guest tonight.”
“Yeah,” he groans and chuckles at the same time. “Felicia wanted to tag along and see what the start of my weekend is like these days. She's pretty good at poker too, so that helps.”
I'm ecstatic to see her here. Jeppie probably thinks he’s ruined guys night tonight, but littles does he know, he’s done me a favor.
“You play poker too?” I ask Felicia as she takes an empty seat next to me. “I don’t know many women who play.”
“I guess I'm a jack of all trades.”
She playfully cuts her eyes at me and waits for the dealer to deal her in. I can already smell her perfume lingering in the air. It's like it made its way specifically to me and towered over my head because it knows how much it turns me on.
“Alright kid,” Jeppie says to her. “Take it easy on Marc tonight. I just taught him how to play a year ago. He's pretty good, but not as good as he thinks he is.”
“Marc’s good at a lot of things, Dad.” She smiles just enough to keep it interesting. “Poker isn’t an easy sport, so he’d better keep up if he wants to win.”
I feel a jerk in my crotch already. I don’t think I've ever been so hormonal in my life. Not even when I was a teenage boy who had his first wet dream. There's something about Felicia that turns me on so much, I feel like I'm about to explode and she hasn’t even laid a finger on me.
She's serious about the game too. Just as serious as Jep. I thought he was kidding when he told me his daughter played and was a shark on the table. Seeing it firsthand is making me wonder if I should consider lessons from a professional. It's also making me consider sneaking her away to the bathroom for some other kind of fun.
“First hand, the lady takes it.” The dealer cheers her on as he collects the cards to deal again. “Your call, young lady.”
Our dealer is a younger guy, maybe the same age as she is. I can see in his eyes that he’s hot for her too. That's just how sexy she is. I want to call his attention elsewhere because I'd love to claim Felicia as my own, but I can’t make it obvious in front of Jeppie. So, I sit back and watch as he lusts over her the same way I do.
She raises the bet. Not by much, but enough to make me focus more on the game. She's testing me, wanting to see how much ego I actually have underneath all this charm I've been showing her. I play it cool and throw down my chips, but inside, I'm a raging fire ready to be put out by her.
We play a few hands and order drinks to go along with it. Jeppie, like the old man he is, excuses himself to the bathroom to break the seal, leaving Felicia and I at the table alone. We continue our hands without him, seizing the opportunity to talk in private.
“Poker, huh,” I say, nudging her a little with my shoulder. “You really love the game.”
“I do.” She nudges me back. “I've been playing since I was a kid. My dad thinks he’s the one who taught me how, but I only let him think that. I used to sneak and play online while he was asleep.”
“Oh!” I laugh. “True bad girl fashion.”
She's a bad girl alright. A very bad girl. Her wetness gripping my hard-on told me just how bad she was. I can’t wait to get her alone again and see how much wilder she can get.
This moment is so ripe I have to take a bite of it. I've been holding onto my orgasm all day and the only way she’ll know I need it released, is if I tell her. So, I grab life by the balls, lean over to her, and whisper in her ear.
“I’ve been craving you all day.”
She doesn’t look at me right away, but I can tell my words did exactly what they were meant to do; make her hot. A sly smile crosses her cheeks as she throws down her next play. Then, I suddenly feel a petite hand rest on my thigh right near my growing erection. I nearly bang my knee under the table with excitement.
“Same here,” she says, being vaguely discreet. “I wanted to stop you before you left the office today, but you’re a busy man.”
“Never too busy for what we have going on.”
I toss out a card just as Jeppie returns to the table. I worry he’s heard what I said, but when he doesn’t make any sudden moves against me, I know he didn't.
“Felicia’s killing it tonight,” he says. “Damn, I thought I'd at least get a hand in one.”
“Me too,” I say, throwing away my unusable cards. “The girl plays a good game. We might have to get a steam going and enter the league.”
She's got a rise out of me in more ways than one tonight, the bulge in my pants, and in the game. If we were here alone, I would lay her down on this very table and do some very unspeakable things to her. I'd love to feel her squirting and squirming all over me again. It was so fucking hot I can still feel the sensation.
