"I tried my best." His fingers continued to trail up my thigh. "You like playing hard to get." He pressed his palm against my underwear.
I couldn't help the moan that escaped from my lips. Oh my God, what am I doing? I stepped to the side, away from his hands. "No. No, I like playing poker." I picked up the deck of cards from the table.
"Forget about the favor for now. Do you like to gamble, Keira?"
"Not really."
I heard distant moaning. I turned toward Rory's bedroom. "Yes!" the girl shouted from inside.
My stomach churned. "What do you have in mind?" I asked, trying to ignore the girl's screams of pleasure.
"Well how about this. If you get me naked first, you can do whatever you want to me. And if I get you naked first, I can do whatever I want to you."
I gulped. "You're wearing more clothes than me."
"I have shorts and boxers, and you have a bra and a thong. Two versus two."
I sat down. "Deal."
Connor smiled and shuffled the cards. He passed out five cards to each of us. I picked mine up and tried to hide my smile. They were all hearts. And I was only one card away from a straight.
I looked up at Connor. "Are you going to exchange any of your cards?"
"I'll pass," he replied.
He must have a good hand. I looked back down at my hand. A flush probably wasn't going to cut it. I picked up the card that was out of order and placed it face down on the table. "Hit me."
"Oh, I'm planning on it."
What did he just say?
He gave me the card off the top of the deck. This time I couldn't suppress my smile. I already had a 3, 4, 5, and 6. And the card I just got was a 7 of hearts. "You first."
Connor smiled as he placed his hand down. "A straight."
I pretended to pout. "Oh, me too." I spread my cards on the table. "Except it's also a flush. Boom." I made an exploding noise and spread my fingers in the air.
"Did you just boom me?"
"You're just jealous of my awesome game. Take off your shorts, Connor."
"You have a good poker face." Connor stood up, unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts, and unceremoniously pushed them to the floor.
My eyes gravitated to the bulge beneath his boxers. Oh my God. He must be huge. Or is he already starting to get an erection? Is that the tip of his penis hanging out from the hem of his boxers? I looked down at my hands that were knotted in my lap.
"Do you like what you see?"
"Are you talking to me?"
"There's no one else here, Keira."
"Well, I wasn't looking at anything. I mean, you just took your pants off in my apartment and I barely know you. I didn't mean to look. Not that it's not worth looking at. I'm sure it's very nice." I could feel my face turning red.
"Nice, huh? You're not going to think it's nice when it's spreading your tight pussy wider than it's ever been."
Did he seriously just say that to me? I gulped. His dirty words seemed to have a direct line to my groin. I could feel my panties getting damp. I crossed my legs. I had only been with three men. And they had all been my boyfriends. Why was I so turned on by this sexy stranger? He was supposed to be helping me out with Rory, not trying to seduce me.
"Now let's get that bra off." Connor rubbed his hands together before dealing out the next hand.
I could feel my heart racing. I glanced down at my cards. Three of a kind. I could work with this. I put one card face down and waited for Connor to hand me a new one off the top of the deck. He was staring intently at his cards. He exchanged one of his cards and then handed me a new one.
Four of a kind!
"Sorry, Connor, but I think I've got you again. Four jacks." I fanned my cards out for him.
"I feel like you're cheating."
"Right, because I desperately want to see you naked."
"Well, go ahead." Connor stood up. His erection was definitely visible now.
"Look, we barely know each other. And I'm kind of tired. And we've both had too much to drink. Let's just call it a night."
"We're about to know each other real well." He grabbed my hand and placed it on his erection. I couldn't help but wrap my hand around his cock. I had never felt one so massive before.
"Let me help you out," he said, and pulled his boxers down. I moved my hand away and watched his cock stand to attention. When I didn't move, Connor took a step toward me, grabbed my ass and lifted me onto the poker table. His cock was pressed firmly against my stomach.
Holy shit.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair, tilted my head back, and kissed me. He shoved his tongue in my mouth, possessing me. How many millions of times had he done this before?
"Connor," I pushed on his chest. This isn't me. I don't do one night stands.
He ran his index finger along the top of my panty line. I felt my hips rise off the table.
What am I doing?
His other hand spread my thighs apart. He pressed his palm against my clit again and another moan escaped from my lips. I couldn't help it. I hadn't had sex in months.
"Fuck, you're so wet. You're dripping through your thong."
"We shouldn't be doing this."
"Is there something that you want?" he asked, ignoring me. Somehow, even though he was the one that was naked in my apartment, he seemed to have all the power. "Do you want me to fuck you with my fingers?"
I whimpered at his dirty words.
He leaned on top of me, pressing his erection against my stomach again. "Trust me, this will definitely make Rory jealous," he whispered in my ear. "He's going to be so pissed that he didn't get you first."
"Get me first?" I slid away from Connor's hands, knocking a few beer bottles off the table.
Connor shrugged. "Yeah. Isn't that what you want? For him to be jealous?"
"Who are you guys? What, do you just pass women around like objects?" Are these guys prostitutes?! Does that make me a prostitute? Shit! I ungracefully climbed off the table.
"You're not seriously going to leave me like this?" He gestured to his massive erection.
I stared at it for a second and then tried to focus my eyes on the poker table. "Thank you, for, er...well, an interesting night. But I'm not interested in being whatever it is you think I am."
"Keira, a deal's a deal. I'm cashing in on that favor. How about you put those lips to good use." Connor began to stroke his cock as he looked at me.
I put my hand out in front of me to block his erection from view. Part of him was still visible past my fingertips. "Okay, night." I turned around and ran to my room, locking the door behind me.
Chapter 9
I heard Rory moaning. Every now and then his bed frame would tap against the wall. I turned sideways, grabbed my pillow, and covered my ears. I was already so turned on. Hearing him moaning was making it even worse. Who has sex for this long?
This was ridiculous. I never realized how thin the walls were in this apartment. I rolled out of bed, grabbed my pillow and comforter, and stormed out into the living room.
Holy hell! Connor was sprawled on the couch. On his stomach. Naked. I quickly turned around and ran into Rory. I yelped and dropped my pillow and comforter on the floor.