“A twist?”
“Yes. After the article is removed, the other player gets to kiss, lick or suck any body part of their partner’s they want to.”
Harmony gave him a hot smile. “Ooh. This game just got interesting, Mr. Cassidy.”
“I thought you might think so, Miss Evans. Are you ready?”
“Bring it. And hold on to your boxer briefs, because I’m about to strip you down.”
“You’d like to think that, but I’m very competitive, Harmony. And I want to get you naked and lick you all over.”
She lowered her chin, her eyes dark with promise and desire. “I’m not sure if the object of this game is to win or to lose.”
He laughed. “I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?”
She nodded. “Let’s do this.”
They started the game, each of them strategic in their movements. But he captured her checker first.
“Okay, Harmony. You’re up.”
“So I am.” She stood, and removed her silver bracelet, laying it on the end table.
He frowned. “I call foul on that.”
She shrugged. “You only indicated I had to remove something I was wearing.”
He sighed. “Okay, if that’s how you wanna play it.”
He got up, went over to her and grasped her shoulders. He pulled her close and licked her neck.
She moaned, and he went back to his side of the sofa.
She looked at him and said, “But it gave me goose bumps.”
“Sorry. Part of the game.”
“I’m not sure I like this game.”
He grinned and they continued the game. He jumped another of her checkers, so she took off an earring.
“You’re going to make me wish I wore jewelry.”
She laughed. He leaned over and kissed her, a long, lingering kiss that made him want to pull her onto his lap and explore her with his hands. But those weren’t the rules, so he had to pull back.
“Dammit, Barrett,” she said, licking her lips.
Their moves continued, and she jumped one of his checkers. He took off a shoe, wriggling his toes at her.
She waggled her brows at him. “Incredibly sexy, Barrett.”
“Just tempting you.”
“Speaking of temptation.” She got up and came over, sat on his lap and whispered in his ear. “You’re driving me crazy.”
Then she licked the shell of his ear. Chill bumps broke out on his skin and his cock rose up hard and fast.
Before he could grasp her, she’d moved off his lap and back to her spot on the sofa.
“Who made up this stupid game?” he asked.
She smirked. “You did.”
The game wore on and Harmony lost her other earring, and both shoes.
He’d kissed her feet and licked her ear as well, figuring payback was good.
She frowned when he went back to his side of the sofa. “This is the worst game ever.”
But he read the desire in her eyes, and his cock was painfully hard.
“At least you didn’t wear a necklace tonight,” he said. “Now you’re out of jewelry and shoes.”
“Yes. Whatever will I do next? Providing, of course, that I actually lose any more checkers.”
“Oh, you will.”
Except he lost the next two, which meant his other shoe, and his shirt.
“Shame you didn’t wear socks tonight,” she said. “Or jewelry of any kind.”
“Yeah, I’m not a jewelry kind of guy.”
She reached out and raked her nails lightly down his bare chest. “I’m fine with that. And you’re running out of clothes.”
When he’d lost his shoe, she’d kissed him, a long, passionate kiss that made his balls ache. After his shirt, she licked and sucked his nipple, making his cock feel like it was going to explode.
He was fast running out of patience when one of his checkers made it to the opposite side of the board.
“Crown me,” he said with a wide grin. “And then take something off.”
She did, and then she stood, sliding her hands under her dress and pulling the sexiest underwear he’d ever seen down her legs. It was black and sheer and barely a scrap of material and oh, fuck, he was going to come just looking at her take off her panties.
She dangled them in her fingers before dropping them on the table.
“Oh, fuck this game,” he said, then dropped to his knees in front of her, lifted her dress and put his mouth on her *. He licked and sucked and breathed in her sweet, tart honey flavor like a man starving. He couldn’t get enough of her.
“Oh, God, Barrett, yes,” she said, resting her hand on his head. “Make me come. Make me scream.”
There was nothing that got him off more than having his face buried in Harmony’s sweet *, feeling her writhe and listening to her moan. She tasted like salty honey and his cock was so hard he wanted to take it out of his pants and stroke it while he licked her. He ached to be inside of her, where he always wanted to be. But right now, he wanted to make her come, wanted her out of her mind with an orgasm.
He slid a finger inside of her, then two, feeling her * squeeze around his fingers as she bucked against him.