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The third hand had them kicking off their shoes and frowning at me. The fourth and fifth cost them their socks and their pants. With them down to just their briefs, I didn’t bother pretending to be lucky anymore. I gloated.
“You guys are pitiful. It’s like stealing candy from a bunch of babies.” I stole glances at muscular thighs and grabbed the front of my shirt to pull it out and fan myself with it. “It’s warm in here.”
Mack laughed. “Try taking something off. You’ll cool right off.”
“No more special rules for the poker shark. You lose a hand, you lose your clothes.” Jones shook his head at me. “It’s always the sweet looking ones.”
“Fine. You guys are about to lose your last stitch of clothing. I almost feel bad for you.” I picked up my hand that Jones dealt me and laughed. I had two aces. “I think Jones just wants to get naked.”
Xavier shifted next to me on the couch. “I think I’m kicking someone’s ass later.”
I glanced over and saw the hand of cards he wasn’t even bothering to hide from me. A wild idea came to my mind and I lowered my cards to my lap, out of view from Jones and Mack. I reached over and pressed them against Xavier’s thigh. He looked down at my hand and then up at my face, confusion clear.
“Did you guys like that band The Switch?” I looked down at the cards. “The Switch put on great shows, too, I heard.”
His lips stretched in a wild smile and he lowered his cards and handed them to me. “I thought they were pretty good.”
“What the fuck are you two going on about? The Switch? That’s not a real band.” Jones looked suspicious but then Mack folded his hand and groaned, distracting him.
When it was my turn, I looked down at my cards and pouted. “I thought I had something, but it looks like my beginner’s luck just ran out.”
The table was silent as I folded my hand. No one said anything as Xavier won the round. They were quiet as church mice as I shrugged and lifted my hips slightly to slide my shorts over my ass and down my legs. My shirt was long enough to cover me as I sat back down and smiled.
“Next hand?”
Mack slapped Jones’ arm. “Deal the cards, asshole.”
My next hand was truly horrendous. My good fortune had run out. No amount of skill was going to make up for the cards I was holding. Unless each of the guys folded before I did.
I looked over at Xavier and found him smiling down at me. “What?”
He flashed me his cards under the table. Three aces. “Should’ve put your shoes back on, sweetheart.”
I tossed my cards down on the table, not even bothering to wait for my turn to fold. “I regret that last hand, just so you know.”
He grinned even wider. “That makes one of us.”
I yanked my shirt over my head and folded it neatly before covering my chest with my arm. “Alright. I lose. My grandma would be so ashamed of me right now.”
“For being naked on a tour bus with three men?” Mack wagged his eyebrows at me.
“Nope. For losing to a bunch of shitty poker players. She’d completely understand being naked on a tour bus with three men. She’s wild.” I looked around the table and watched the way they both strained to not stare right at my breasts while also seeming to strain to see just a bit more. Seeing them struggle made me feel hotter than I’d ever felt in my life. I’d been turned on all night and I was terrified when I stood up, there would be a wet spot on the couch.
Mack stood up and grabbed a new water. When he turned back to us, I could see his very obvious bulge in his briefs. He’d been blessed. It looked like they all had been. Holding the water out to me, he winked. “What did you say earlier? Get it together, it’s just a dick?”
I snorted and covered my face in my hands as a rare moment of shyness came over me. “I wasn’t trying to stare!”
“Honey, we’re all staring. You being naked right now is the only goddamn thing I can think about, so don’t be embarrassed that you’re looking back.” Mack bent down and pulled my hands away from my face. “Feel free to keep these hands busy, though. The view is much better when they are.”
Xavier made a noise of agreement. “So much better.”
I took a deep breath and looked around at them. They all looked like they were ready to pounce on me, but I wasn’t sure. If I was reading them wrong, I was going to be thoroughly humiliated, but I didn’t care. “Do y’all do this often?”
Jones met my eyes. “Invite a woman back onto our bus and get our asses kicked at poker? Nope. But if you mean do we get a woman naked between the three of us often? Sometimes.”
“Sometimes?” I couldn’t look away from him. “What does that mean?”
“It means that every once in a while, we all want to fuck the same woman. If she wants it, too, we fuck her. I can’t say that it happens all the time, but we’ve made sharing a woman something of an art form.” He ran his eyes down my body. “You wouldn’t walk away saying you came better with your own hand.”
