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Will just hummed in Quinn’s mouth. He sure could. This was a way better use of them.
“It’s like playing with someone that has the attention span of a gnat,” Peyton muttered, though the curve at the corner of his lips belied his words.
When Peyton went to grab Will’s cards, Will gave his mouth the same treatment, sharing the lingering taste of chocolate. Peyton didn’t seem to mind if the sound he made and the way he leaned into Will were anything to go by.
Peyton smiled wryly when they parted. “Distracting me with kisses should also be against the rules.”
“We should get a notebook and start writing these down,” Will said. Maybe a whiteboard for the wall.
“We should,” Peyton said primly. He picked up Will’s cards and brandished them. “You’re out.”
“A real shame,” Will said, trying to inject some genuine solemnity into his voice. He failed, but he wasn’t surprised by that. “Guess it’s just you two now.”
Peyton and Sebastian’s eyes met, and Will could feel the intensity sparking between them like a physical touch. He leaned back, intrigued and a lot hot under the collar. Quinn slid an arm around his shoulders, resting on the back of his chair. They shared a secret smile, and Quinn absently played with the hair teasing the back of Will’s neck.
“What’s your bet?” Peyton asked.
Sebastian’s mouth tipped upward into a smirk. His dark-blue eyes were heavy lidded, and he looked deeply satisfied. Will squirmed in his seat.
Peyton bit his lips as Sebastian slowly pushed his Smarties to the middle of the table.
“All in,” Sebastian said. “Why don’t we make it more interesting?”
“I like interesting,” Peyton said.
Will wondered if someone had turned the heat up in here because it wassweltering.
A small sound slipped out of his mouth when Quinn bent and kissed the curve of his neck. It was a soft caress, but it erupted across Will like an inferno.
“The loser gives the winner a blowjob,” Sebastian said.
“That’s it?” Peyton asked, arching an eyebrow as the corner of his mouth lifted.
“The winner can cash in their prize…” Sebastian trailed off suggestively, his own smile such pure sin that it made it hard for Will to breathe, “anytime… anywhere.”
“Anywhere?”
“I already know exactly where I want to see you on your knees.”
“So sure that you’re going to win,” Peyton said.
“This is what I do, sweetheart.”
“Play poker?”
“Every day in court is a kind of game.”
Quinn snorted. “Not for those against him,” he whispered into Will’s ear. “They’re thinking about murder, not sex.”
Will grinned, turning and giving Quinn what was supposed to be a quick kiss. The second their lips touched it changed, and he opened to Quinn’s seeking tongue. It was long moments before he could make himself pull away. Quinn’s grey eyes had turned that mesmerising liquid silver, a light flush to his cheeks that made Will want to run his tongue over them.
“Ready to show your cards?” Sebastian asked, diverting Will’s attention to what was happening between their other two men.
Peyton glanced down at his hand. “On three?”
“You bet last. I do believe that means you have to show yours first,” Sebastian said smoothly. Some “smug” peeked through his face, and Will had to assume that was on purpose, not by mistake. He’d been too flawless up till this point.
“I think you were lying when you said it’s been a while since you played,” Peyton accused.
