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“No fair!” she says, and I knock the one that’s closest to being in the safe zone.
She chugs, then takes off her shirt.
“Clothing on,” I remind her.
“Not happening.” She throws the material to the side.
I try to keep my eyes above her neck, but it’s so damn hard when her breasts are nearly falling out of the bra that is nothing more than a decoration. Her perky pink nipples are at full attention, and if we were two different people, I’d lay her down on the carpet and worship her the way she wants.
I swallow hard as my throat goes dry. Right now, she’s purposely pushing my buttons, trying to get me to crack, but I refuse.
Piper leans forward to grab a card, looking up and meeting my eyes with a devious smirk on her lips.
Goddammit.
She moves her pawn two spots. I draw another card, praying I don’t land in the same spot as her, but I’m not so lucky.
“Oops, looks like I’m going back home,” she mutters as she climbs to her feet. Piper sways as she bends over, sliding her jean shorts down, then kicks them off. The little devil is wearing a thong. It’s see-through, just like her bra, and leaves nothing to the imagination.
I keep my eyes on the board, not giving her the satisfaction of knowing she’s driving me fucking crazy.
“You like?” she asks, spinning around and giving me a view of her plump ass cheeks. My eyes wander down her body, and I notice she’s completely bare between her legs. I’d be a fucking liar if I said I wasn’t struggling with my willpower to stay away.
“Sit,” I snap between gritted teeth. She chuckles, then takes another swig.
I try to act normal, like we’re playing a children's game, and she’s not in my head. Piper watches me as I clench my jaw. This game needs to end now, and the sooner, the fucking better.
We go through the motions of drawing cards, and when I knock another one of hers off, she reaches behind her and removes her bra.
“Piper,” I growl. “Put it back on, right now.”
She crawls toward me, and I lean back, trying to create space, but fail. Her lips are mere inches from mine. “Keep pretending you don’t find me attractive, Tristan. But I know the truth.”
She moves in, and I grab her shoulders, stopping her lips from touching mine. I’m not sure I’d be able to stop myself if she made a move. This is dangerous territory.
“You’ve had too much to drink,” I tell her, smelling it on her breath, and she returns to her spot. The pieces are scattered, but I declare her the winner to end the game.
“It’s not over yet,” she says, her words carrying sexual undertones that I can’t escape.
I try to snap myself out of her spell as I shove everything into the box. “You had more pieces in the safe zone than me. You won,” I explain.
She bites her bottom lip, grabs her bra, and snaps it on.
I can’t open Pandora's box and discover what the fuck she’s talking about, even though deep down, I know. I need to ignore my attraction to her no matter how badly I want to explore it.
“You should probably sleep off the alcohol before dinner. A few more shots and you’ll be a sloppy drunk.”
She flashes me a stubborn glare, picks up the bottle, then downs it.
I give her a disapproving look. “You’re gonna regret that.”
“We’ll see. But you know, I think I will go upstairs and lie in my bed. Wanna join me?” she taunts.
“No.”
“Can’t say I didn’t offer,” she sing-songs, sashaying up the stairs and leaving her clothes on the living room floor.
“Hold the railings,” I shout when she wobbles.
She giggles as she trips over herself.
“Jesus Christ,” I mutter.
Instead of watching her struggle or waiting for her to break something, I help her.
She stops at the doorway of her room and studies my lips with hooded eyes. “I really wish you’d consider loosening up more.”
I can’t cross the line. I can’t touch her no matter what.
Those words are on repeat in my head. It could be disastrous for us both, and there’s no telling how long we’ll be here. Not only is it unprofessional on my part but it could also make things awkward between us.
“Too bad you won’t, though.” She stumbles forward, and I catch her before she face plants. I cup her cheek, almost allowing myself to give in to what our bodies want. Our lips are close, too damn close, and her breath hitches.
Before I do something stupid, I step back and clear my throat. “Have a good nap.”
“Thanks.” She lowers her eyes, and I watch as she goes into her room.
I go downstairs and run my fingers through my hair, trying to get a grip on reality. Images of Piper’s beautiful body and the way she was eye fucking me haunts me as I remind myself why I can’t go there. Letting out a harsh breath, I adjust my hard cock that’s begging to come out and play. I didn’t realize something as harmless as playing a board game could go from G-rated to NC-17 so quickly, or I’d have never suggested we play.
