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My cackle is shrill and borders on embarrassing. I wipe at the amused tears leaking from my eyes. “You’re relentless. We can do a speed round.”
“Better be fast. Delayed gratification isn’t my preferred foreplay.”
“Yes, I recall. But it builds anticipation, Mr. Rushy Pants.”
“I already erected a stone pole in your honor. What more do you want?”
“To discover how and where I’ll take that girthy rod.” I roll my wrist to mimic a hand job, then poke my tongue into my cheek. The lower region clenches at being left out.
“You drive a hard bargain, but the thirty-thousand possibilities are tempting.”
I whip off the lid and spread out the board. Garrett shuffles the cards. The hunger in his gaze spikes to starvation status whenever he peeks at the pictures. I review the rules, which are fairly straightforward.
“The object is to build an ultimate fantasy with your lover. We take turns, collect cards, keep only one of each color, and reach the bed space.”
“That’s too complicated,” Garrett complains.
I huff and shoot him a frown. His body shifts at constant intervals. He’s beginning to resemble an impatient boy who’s within feet of Lego Land.
“It’s easy,” I retort.
“But it could be more efficient. How about we each draw once. Keep it hidden. Don’t show me even if I try to peek. Then we’ll do rock, paper, scissors to see whose position comes out victorious.”
“Okay,” I concede.
His grin suggests that he’s already beat me. “Pick a card.”
I swipe the top one from the deck and put it face down. Garrett does the same. We don’t look at what lies ahead. The unknown has me fidgeting. He gets his hands set for the next step. I’m quick to mirror his actions.
“Rock, paper, scissors.” We recite the command in unison while slamming a fist on an open palm.
My mind screams paper, but I choose scissors. Garrett smirks while crushing me with his rock. I blink at him before lowering my gaze to his card.
“What could it be?” He taps the center, still not revealing the face.
“Should I show you mine?”
“Please do.”
I flip the card to reveal a red border, which is the steamiest. “Sex toys.”
Garrett scrubs over his mouth, likely masking his urge to forfeit. “Shit, that’s tough to beat.”
We did, in fact, stop at an adult store on the way to my apartment. The brown bag on my nightstand taunts me. Maybe we’ll use the kinky purchase later. That is if he plays his card right and the twist we created calls for it.
Garrett rubs his palms together. “It’s time for me to collect. Are you prepared to discover your fuckery fate, soulmate?”
Grace wobbles a bit as she gets situated on her hands and knees. Her ass sways in front of me like a sacrificial offering. Control becomes a foreign concept. I’m operating on instinct from this moment forward. She’s mine. That’s what matters.
My palms drift upward and curl around her inner thighs. With a firm grip, I lift until my face is smothered by her pussy. The crotch of her panties is soaked, and I greedily suck the fabric into my mouth.
Tangy sweetness coats my tongue, spurring me for another taste. My eyelids slide shut while I groan from the intoxicating flavor. Her sugar is my addiction. A noticeable strain spreads across my groin as my cock tests the limits of these boxers. At this rate, I’m going to come before we have sex.
“Holy shit,” she wheezes.
I pull away from her honey scent. “Is that a good curse?”
“Very. You’re just dirty.”
