Alexis knew she held a crappy hand…again and reached to draw a card. She had lost the first two rounds and there had gone her shoes which was easy enough. He teased her lightly about starting with her feet, but when he lost the next couple of rounds after that, he chose his boots.
He still had socks and she had hers too and had kept on everything else including a few things that might surprise him.
She didn't know if he played seriously or not from one hand to the next because face it, the goal for both of them was to get the other one buck naked first and then they both knew what would happen.
Because the way he'd been looking at her…she felt both turned on and vulnerable under his gaze. And so the poker game would continue with wins and losses on both sides.
Only problem was that he wore more clothing than she did so if she kept losing…she'd be down to maybe a little wisp of lace before he even got his shirt off. The only parts of his body bare right now were his feet.
It wasn't supposed to happen this way. After all, he'd lost every round when they'd been playing for money…if she didn't…no she figured he must have been holding out on her.
She put down her spread of cards.
"I got two pairs…."
He smiled back at her.
"So do I… show yours first…"
She put down a pair of threes and a pair of sixes and raised her brows at him. He just smiled and put down two pairs, both aces.
Four of a kind…damn….the kind of cursing that indicated both frustration and excitement.
"You got to take something off…I know what I'd like to see…what you're wearing underneath that sweater."
She started breathing harder at the look of anticipation on his face as he leaned back for the show. But while her hands moved towards her sweater to remove it, nervous tension filled her too. How had this evening reached this point?
Damn she should have chosen a top with buttons, tiny ones so it'd take her all night just to undo them all in her state.
"I…"
"A little bit at a time Alexis…that's all it takes."
She rolled her eyes at him.
"I know how to take off my damn sweater."
She continued tugging her sweater, stumbling a couple times and hoping he didn't notice. She didn't know what the big deal was because it wasn't like she was naked underneath. After finally reaching the point where she'd slip it off, she heard him suck in his breath sharply.
"Oh my…."
She shot him a look.
"Oh my…what…?"
"When a man acts like this, it's a compliment as you know," he said, "Nothing to be worried about…you look beautiful in black lace…"
She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"Thanks…and I'm not worried."
"Course you're going to look more beautiful out of it…but first things first…now all the way off with that sweater…"
She pulled it back slowly and slipped it off of her shoulders, exposing her creamy skin to him, her breasts nestled in the lace, generous in their roundness and pushing against the bra as designed.
He just looked at her quietly, his face pensive.
"What are you thinking?"
"Want to know the truth?"
She nodded.
"How it's going to feel when I take one of those nipples in my mouth…how you'll taste…I bet they're a nice scarlet colored…and soft until they're in my mouth."
Oh god, did he have to say that to her because right now…she could see him doing that suckling on one of her nipples as she threw her head back because she knew right now how good it would feel…and her nipples did too because they pushed against her bra harder and began to ache. She wasn't supposed to be feeling like this was she, not about him of all people. It had to be the wine. Still she wasn't letting him get off easy with his rhapsodizing about her body parts.
"Julian Victor Jerome…when did you start using that as a come on?"
He sat up and took notice then because she rarely called him by his full name.
"What's wrong…I'm just calling it as I see it."
She put a smile on her face to cover for the fact that what he said turned her on. Choosing her words carefully.
"That sounds…nice…"
He chuckled.
"Nice is going to be the last thought on your mind when I'm doing it but there's a lot you're going to enjoy tonight I promise…"
She picked up the deck to deal the cards this time, trying to not feel self-conscious wearing her bra in front of him.
The one she'd knew would be coming off soon…Especially if she kept losing because damn it, his poker playing skills had certainly stepped up a notch once the stakes changed. Finally, she pulled a full house over his single pair of sevens. Her eyes caught his as he smiled, opting to remove his shirt.
She watched him from where she sat nonchalantly unbuttoning his shirt exposing his muscular chest, the one she already knew that she liked. But he paraded around shirtless so much she'd grown used to arguing at him in various states of undress.
So many things she still didn't know…too many questions and she pushed them aside so she could concentrate… on who would get who naked first. And so the card playing continued, with some easy banter between them amid the shedding of clothing.
As it was now, he still had his jeans on…and she had just gotten up to peel her pants off, pulling them down feeling his eyes on her as she pushed them down her legs revealing her panties.
"Oh land sakes Alexis …"
She thought she heard excitement and something else…in his voice. She looked down at him standing in front of him in her black lingerie, her skin goose pimpled from contact with the cool air…but also uneasiness. He looked up at her leaning back in the couch unable to take his eyes off of her there in front of him.
And how could he, when this beautifully sculpted woman stood in front of him, her breasts pushed up by her bra and her panties clinging to her pelvis and the contrast of the lacy thigh highs against her bare skin, so damn sexy…it took his breath away.
If he hadn't been getting hard enough during the poker game, watching her know, the part of him he had never seen pushed him to the limit. He put his cards down and stood up.
"Poker game's over…"
