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He shakes his head. “We’re still in a match.”
“I just said, I’m letting you win.”
“No,” he says sharply. “And I’m going to win anyway. Get your ass back in your corner. I’m into this game.”
“You win,” I say, my thin sweater gaping in the front as I lean in, giving him a clear view of my bare breasts all the way down to my navel.
He doesn’t spare my girls or me a glance as he focuses on the board.
“You’re really going to play immune?” I rasp out, covering some of his upper half where he sits with one leg stretched out and one leg drawn up, his forearm resting on the fireplace his other on his knee.
“Now, that’s a game you are horrible at.” I can hear the amusement in his voice as I latch my lips to his neck and suck. “I can always tell when you’re turned on.”
“Oh, and you think you’ve mastered it?” I taunt.
“I know I have.”
“I’m calling your bluff,” I drape myself around him despite his rigid posture, sliding my fingers through his hair and raking my nails along his scalp before tugging lightly. He doesn’t give me any leeway as he remains hunched over the board while I try my hand at seducing my king. I don’t initiate often. I don’t have to because the man is just as much of an addict as I am.
“So,” I whisper, licking the shell of his ear. “If I were to pull your cock out of your pants, right now, and start sucking you the way you like it, right now, the way you want me to, right now, you wouldn’t react?”
“Non.”
I bite his earlobe, hard, and he doesn’t even grimace.
I pull away frowning. “You’re never going to let me win, are you?”
“Non.” He turns to me, dipping his eyes briefly as if I’m a stranger on a park bench before turning back to the board. I drop my jaw, insulted, but don’t make a sound. I don’t miss the slight upturn of his lips just before I slide my hand down his chest and palm his crotch.
Bingo.
He’s rock hard. Immune, my ass.
“Well played, Tobias, but unfortunately, you’ve got a very big tell.”
“That is unfortunate,” he grumbles “and an unfair advantage.”
In a flash, I’m pinned beneath him, a yelp escaping me as he leans in running his nose along mine before I look up at him through my lashes.
“But in the spirit of full disclosure, you should know that every time I look at you, Cecelia, I want your attention, your lips, your tongue, your body. You have infected me with your sickness, and now I’m an addict too.”
“I knew it!”
He tugs my sweater down suckiling my nipple, eliciting a moan from me. “And while I do appreciate your beautiful face and your pretty peach nipples, it’s this,” he presses his palm to my chest, “and the fact that you use it as your mouthpiece. That is what is most alluring to me. I’ve never met a woman so willing to brave her own destruction for just a little truth.”
Fully drawn into him, he gazes down at me as I stroke his jaw. “But I will never let you win. Not ever, not once, not out of mercy or due to a cease-fire. Not ever. And I don’t ever want you to let me win either.”
“Why?”
“Because if and when you stop fighting me, that’s when I’ll know I’ve lost.”
He kisses me and pulls away, his expression going grave. “And you will hate me again one day, maybe soon or maybe later in the future, but you will.”
I frown. “You’re so sure?”
“Yes, and only you will be able to tell me why.”
“Tobias—”
