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Melissa laid down her cards. “I have three aces. Is that good?”

Jason’s jaw dropped before he mumbled, “Shit. You beat my two jacks.”

“So take off your pants.”

He frowned and seemed a bit baffled as he stood, probably still trying to figure out how she’d beaten him. As if making sure she watched his every movement, he slowly unbuckled his belt and slipped it through the loops. Melissa’s eyes riveted on his zipper as he leisurely slid it down.

Melissa couldn’t stop her tongue from passing through her lips and gliding along them. Anticipation heightened every nerve fiber in her body. Her gaze strayed to his face.

“Enjoying the spoils of your victory?” Jason inquired as his eyes locked with hers.

“How about I help you out of them?”

“Oh, no. Your rules. No touching. Just watch.”

Melissa hunched forward from her half-laying pose on the pillows for a better view. “I didn’t say no touching.”

“Well,” he explained as he pushed his pants down, “you figured we needed to get to know each other better and I agreed.” His pants puddled around his ankles. “Touching each other would rush things. So just use your eyes.” The next sentence was announced in a tempting whisper. “But don’t touch.”

She focused on his boxers, one of the ones she’d picked out for him. Cute little devils with pitchforks pointed to the flap opening barely containing his cock’s delectable girth. “Nice underwear. You have good taste.”

He bent over and picked up his pants. “Nope, not me. I have an excellent dresser. How about another glass of wine?”

“Sure. Are you ready for a second hand? I deal this time.” She batted her eyelashes. “Get ready to lose your devils.”

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