Game Night

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It's time to play.

Blurb

A photographer who likes to play games entices a professional ball player into spending the evening in front of her camera – naked.

Content Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content and coarse language which is only suitable for mature readers over the age of 18.

Author's Note: This is a short story, approximately 5,000 words, initially published as part of the  Sex Objects Collection, edited by Delilah Devlin, July, 2016.

 

 

 

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Excerpt

All bets were off. Samantha Rowan focused on the smoldering look coming from one of the most delicious men she’d ever laid eyes on, and as the owner of one of the top modeling agencies in Los Angeles, she’d seen plenty.

Sitting in the corner of the small club, his back to the wall, the man owned the room, exuding strength and power from every pore. The routine hadn’t varied. Locals stopped to say hello, and no doubt commented on the team’s success before offering advice on his pitching technique. All gazes of the female persuasion struggled not to stray, too often, in his direction. A daring few found opportunities to stroll past and take a gander up close and personal. Samantha wondered at the variety of propositions he fielded.

Little did they know they waged a losing battle. Tonight his attention would be on her, and her alone. Almost every night for the past week, they’d observed each other, tempted each other with little smirks, heated stares and teasing body language. Tonight she’d made her move, sending a drink to his table.

She sipped from her glass, the amber liquid smooth and rich as it slid over her tongue and down her parched throat. Each night had been the same—dry in the mouth, wet in the panties. When she wore them.

 Hooking her left stiletto over the rung on the stool, she crossed her right knee over her left, allowing her already short black skirt to hike up another couple of inches. She had direct line of sight.

His eyes widened, flames danced in those dark orbs.

She undid a button on her white silk blouse. And then another, until the red scalloped edge of her bra peeked from beneath. Zeroing in on his mouth, she licked her lips when he licked his. Her gaze lifted to tangle with his, and she gifted him with a quirk of her brow and a slight nod of her head.

He rose from his chair.

Excitement made her blood sing and her skin tingle as she watched him stride across the room, navigating through the gyrating bodies on the miniscule dance floor, a head taller than most, including those in heels. He moved with athletic grace, each step sensual but decisive.

Tomorrow, the team played in Boston. Tonight she’d have hometown advantage.

When he stopped in front of her, his impressive bulge brushed her kneecap.

She tamped down her initial response and forced her roving eyes to travel higher, taking in his trim waist and broad shoulders, showcased in a well-fitted jacket. The loosened tie pushed her past the point of no return.

 

 

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