Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
“Those are legit culinary skills, as far as I’m concerned.” He poured two drinks, and as he handed me a glass, I asked, “What have we here?”
“It’s a sparkling mojito lemonade.” He tapped his glass to mine and said, “Salud,” before we both took a sip. I meant it when I told him it was delicious.
I’d never tried most of the varieties of cheeses and olives before, and I probably seemed woefully unsophisticated to him since I kept asking what everything was called. But I saw it as an opportunity to learn something new and broaden my horizons, so I didn’t really care how it made me look.
While I grazed, Lucky said, “As you can see, I got us a better chess board. The travel set is cute, but it’s a little too puny for my big mitts. While I was at it, I dug out my backgammon set, because that seemed like something you might enjoy. I also found Scrabble and Parcheesi in my storage closet. Since I have no recollection of ever owning either of them, that was puzzling.”
It was pretty obvious he was trying to take the pressure off and show me he was fine with just hanging out. If I wasn’t ready for this to turn sexual, no big deal.
It worked, too. Knowing there were no expectations helped me relax and showed me I was in charge of whatever happened tonight. That in turn was such a confidence booster that I found myself asking, “How about strip Scrabble? Is that a thing? If not, we should invent it.”
Lucky smiled at me and said, “I like that idea. Tell me, though—are you ridiculously good at this game? If so, I should just strip naked right now and save you the time and effort of crushing me in defeat.”
“I used to play it with my best friend Hal, but it’s been years. The regular version, obviously, not this strip variation I just invented.”
Okay, so the reason we’d stopped playing was that I always won and Hal got sick of losing. But that didn’t mean a victory against Lucky was guaranteed, and I was prepared to get naked too, if the game took a turn in that direction.
As he set up the board between us on the couch, he asked, “So, how’s this going to work?”
“Let’s keep it simple. Any time your opponent scores twenty-five points or more on their turn, you remove an article of clothing. First one naked loses.”
“Works for me.”
After the game was set up and we had our pieces, Lucky took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the couch, facing me. “That’s a bold move,” I pointed out. “It means it’ll only take five good turns to get you naked.”
“Let’s just see what happens. Draw to go first.”
I ended up winning the draw and scoring twenty-six points on my opening move. Lucky chuckled and said, “This doesn’t bode well.”
He stripped off his T-shirt, and as I stared at his bare chest and broad shoulders, I muttered, “I’ve made a grave error.” Holy crap, his body was perfection. He’d also revealed an attractive black ink tattoo that began on his right pec and wrapped onto his shoulder and upper arm. A silhouette of Cuba, motorcycle gears, and some tropical leaves and flowers were artfully grouped together into a composition that flattered his muscular build.
“In what way?”
I was still staring, and it took me a moment to process what he’d just asked me. “I didn’t realize. I should have, but I didn’t. How did I think I was going to keep playing this game when you just—my god, you’re sexy. I think my brain just shorted out.” Was I even forming coherent sentences?
He chuckled at that, but when I met his gaze, something sparked between us. In the next instant, Scrabble tiles went flying as we collided in the center of the couch.
Nobody could kiss like this man. It was electrifying, and it made me feel desired, in a way I really wasn’t used to.
We undressed quickly, in between kisses and gropes and caresses. Once we were both naked, I wrapped my hand around his cock. That was already a lot, as far as brand new experiences went. But there was something I’d always wanted to try, and finally, here was my chance.
I took the tip in my mouth and sucked it before sliding my lips down his thick shaft. I’d fantasized about sucking a cock for so long that I could hardly believe it was actually happening. Okay, so this definitely wasn’t as easy as it looked in porn. I could only manage maybe three inches without gagging, and I had to keep reminding myself to be careful with my teeth. But it was encouraging to hear his soft moans of pleasure, even though I knew my technique left a lot to be desired.