“Thanks,” I said, took a sniff and sipped a little, telling myself to take it slowly as I didn’t want to risk anything more after this. “Mm… nice.”
Jack smiled and his face lit up. His dark blonde hair was shiny under the lights and contrasted nicely with his golden skin. And come to think about it, he did look like a living Greek god. I giggled to myself, wondering if the rest of him matched up.
Polly raised her eyes at my chuckling. “Is it a private joke?”
“Too much tequila,” I said. “It made me giddy.”
Polly smiled as she handed me the chalk and a cue. “You’re on stripes.”
“Okay,” I said, but really I hadn’t a clue. I decided all I was aiming for was to hit the white ball onto a stripe. I leaned over the table like she did and tried to work out how to run the cue over my fingers.
Polly burst out laughing behind me and I turned to see Jack was smiling. He strolled to me, took the cue and stood behind me, his arms on either side of my body as he leaned me over toward the pool table.
He rested the cue on his fingers. “Put your fingers like this,” he said into my neck. His warm breath sent shivers down my spine, landing somewhere truly unexpected. My heart rate notched up as he ran the cue over my fingers, for some strange reason it was very erotic.What the hell is wrong with you Lacey?Or maybe it was because I could feel his cock as it pressed into my arse, and he couldn’t control it, because it was growing at an alarming rate.
He was definitely not the model for any Greek God statue. But as much as Jack was a hunk of a man and one who had a very non-Greek God cock, if he thought he was going to take me tonight, he definitely had the wrong girl. “Do you need to sort yourself out?” I said, looking over my shoulder, my eyes raised with a knowing look.
He grinned, rubbing himself against me. “I could think of a better way to deal with it.”
“As much as I’m sure I’d enjoy helping you out. I think we’ll stick with this pool game for tonight,” I said. He moved away, and I took another awful shot.
Blake burst out laughing and I handed my cue to Polly and poked my tongue out at him. Polly innocently stroked her hand up Blake’s arm and a tug of jealousy hit. I quickly turned away.
Damn Lacey, what is wrong with you?
Half an hour later and I realised my attempt to play the game was failing miserably, but everyone else was doing well. Jack was fine about me letting the side down. I didn’t think he was too worried because he was happy to kiss me every time it was Blake or Polly’s turn.
“I’m going to the ladies,” Polly said.
“Do you want me to go with you?” I asked. She shook her head and pivoted on her heels. I watched for a moment as she strolled away.
“Take your shot.”
“Okay,” I said, turned and leaned forward over the table, trying my hardest to follow the way Jack had taught me. I took my shot, hit the ball, but still missed the pocket once again.
Turning to Jack, I shrugged my shoulders. “Sorry,” I said, rolling my lips inside my mouth as I tried to rein in a grin, because I was failing spectacularly.
He pulled me to him for another kiss, his hazel eyes darkened as our lips got closer before he lowered his mouth to mine, giving me a quick kiss. Then he leaned back, our eyes locked, and he gave me a smile.
“Mm,” I said, touching my lips and he moved closer again, holding my face with both hands as he deepened the kiss.
Kissing the delicious Jack stirred the fire inside me, the sensual kisses, soft lips to his delicate touch and caressing hand. His tongue slid against mine and he groaned into the kiss as his hands gripped my hips and his fingers dug into my skin. His erection pressed against my belly and I couldn’t believe he was so turned on again and in a pub, darkened as it was, but Jesus, it was a public place.
I realised Jack’s hands were still on my face, I turned to see it was Blake’s hands on my hips. His warm breath whispered against my ear as he lowered his mouth and nibbled his teeth against the curve of my neck. A groan left my lips and a rush of goose bumps popped on my skin. Blake’s hands moved up and circled my waist, pulling me against him and against the hard cock that now dug into my lower back. My breath hitched as Jack pressed closer and he shifted his solid cock against my stomach.
“I think you’ve worked out what we want to do with you,” Blake said. His voice was lusty and low, my body trembled and my pulse quickened as his lips traced my jaw. Just thinking about how dirty these guys wanted to be with me, was making my insides turn to liquid.
A loud moan escaped my lips, and I closed my eyes as his hands traced up above my waist. Every cell in my body sparked with his touch and I almost exploded when his thumb glanced under my bra and touched the skin there. Blake turned my head to him and plunged his tongue into my mouth. My cells turned from sparking to being on fire and if they hadn’t sandwiched me between them, I’d be a wreck on the floor.
With Jack’s hand on my cheek, he turned my head to kiss him and I never felt so turned on but also petrified of what they wanted.
Ah shit.I felt him.
I knew he was stalking me, hunting me, obsessing over me. Why did I always feel when he was around me? My head turned, and I saw him. I smiled and licked my lips just to let him know again what he was missing out on.
Oh, my… revenge was turning out to be easier than I thought it would be.
But this time, he didn’t stop. His eyes pierced mine as he prowled towards me, graceful like the dancer he was, but also like a lion about to pounce on his prey. My eyes widened, and I smiled.