Page 113 of Just Between Us

“Two.” Cassie discards two cards and I give her two more. I discard one and grab a new one. I’m left with two pairs.

When Cassie shows me her hand, I groan. Her three of a kind beats my two pair. She lays the rest of her cards down. Three sevens. With a flourish she gestures to my feet.

“That calls for a sock.”

Instead, with slow movements, I reach behind my head and peel off my shirt, dropping it to the floor beside me.

Cassie’s eyes roam up and down my torso as she swallows. “You’re playing dirty.”

“You started it.”

The next hand I deal, I watch her face for any crack in that composure and find none. This time all she asks for is one card. I swap out two of mine and have to fight to keep a straight face. Full house.

“Let’s see ’em.”

Cassie flips her cards. A pair of jacks. I lay mine down and watch her jaw drop, a cute little divot appearing between her brows.

“Are you cheating?”

“How would I cheat? Strip,” I say with a flick of my hand.

Her eyes hold mine while she reaches up to remove the hair tie from her hair and Itsk.

“Nope. Doesn’t count.”

She lifts her chin in a challenge. “Two can play this game.”

Hands drifting to the hem of her shirt, she lifts it to reveal smooth skin and those tits that I love to have in my mouth. Her nipples are all tight, hardened to little buds. I feel myself start to thicken at the sight of her.

“You’re enjoying watching me suffer,” I say through a clenched jaw. My eyes lift to the ceiling and I pray for patience.

“Immensely,” she agrees.

On the third hand, I beat her fair and square and she loses a sock, adding it to our growing pile of clothes.

I deal again, and this time Cassie smiles when she glances at her cards. She must have a really good hand, or she’s fucking with me. I glance at the shitty cards I’m holding and fold. I’m holding on by a very frayed thread at this point, so I stand, unbutton my jeans and let them fall to the ground, kicking them to the side, leaving me in nothing but socks and boxer briefs, tented from my erection.

We need to speed this game along. “Okay, you win. C’mere, baby.” I haul her to her feet and take her face in both hands, kissing her slowly, the way I’ve wanted to since she raked those chips across the table tonight. When she opens her mouth for me, I pull her closer, tangling my tongue with her, coaxing a whimper from Cassie. I love how responsive she is to me, taking my lips with fervor.

“I want you,” I say against her mouth.

“Then take me,” she whispers, pressing one last sweet kiss to my lips before turning on her heel, a soft smile thrown over her shoulder as she heads to the bedroom.

Reaching down, I palm myself through my underwear to try and ease the ache and follow the last few articles of clothing Cassie leaves on her way.

Standing at the foot of my bed, my gaze latches onto hers as I lower my underwear. Taking my cock in hand, I give it one good stroke and almost laugh when Cassie wets her lips like she can’t wait to have me in her mouth. She glides a hand down her stomach until she’s teasing her clit, eyelids fluttering shut. Seeing her like this, legs spread just for me is damn near my undoing.

I think she’s trying to kill me, though. The finger that was rubbing her clit a second ago moves lower, disappearing into herslick heat. She removes it, and with hooded lids, sucks it into her mouth.Fuck me.

I climb onto the bed, positioning myself for her to ride me, but I’m surprised when she turns, putting her head near my feet then rolls onto me, glistening pussy right near my lips. Alrighty, don’t mind if I do. I lick her once before diving my tongue into her, fucking her with my mouth.

“Yes. Fuck yes,” she cries out.

One of her hands wraps around the base of my cock and she takes me deep. So goddamn deep. I dig my fingers into her thighs when she focuses on just the tip, stroking my length just the way I like it. Wrapping my lips around her clit, I suck hard, and she moans, causing my hips to buck, my dick hitting the back of her throat. She works me, tongue swirling around each metal barbell, the sexiest slurping sounds coming from her mouth. Thank fuck my girl loves sucking dick ’cause I, for one, love eating her out.

Dragging a finger through her wetness, I make my way to the sensitive flesh between her pussy and asshole, inching slowly up until I’m massaging that tight hole. Cassie’s mouth stills, but when I latch onto that sensitive bud again, she pushes herself against my face, greedy for more.

If I died right now, I’d go a happy man, nose buried in the intoxicating scent of her. There’s not a doubt in my mind that Cassie was created just for me. I keep my pace, licking with the flat of my tongue all while still massaging her puckered hole, listening as her moans grow more and more desperate.