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I slap a hand over her mouth. “I don’t need you to list every synonym of whine known to man since I didn’t whine.”
She peels my hand away. “But you did lose.”
“You could have warned me you’re a poker shark.”
“I did say I was going to win.”
True. She did. “I’m not used to losing when playing poker.”
She smirks. “Why don’t we play a round of strip poker?”
Based on how well she played earlier, I’ll be naked in no time. Huh. Not a bad idea. But first.
“We do need to talk.”
“What about?”
I lead her to the sofa. Once I’m seated, I pull her on my lap.
“The last time we were in this position, I ended up with red legs.”
I grin. “I know. I remember.”
I will never forget my first time with Paisley. I went from thinking she hated me to wanting to spend all my time buried in her tight heat. I roll my hips and she gasps when my hardness hits her core.
“If you want to talk, this isn’t the way to go about it.” She clutches my shoulders and grinds down on my cock. “Scratch what I said. This is the way to go.”
I moan as she moves above me. As much as I want to strip her bare and sink into her, we do need to talk. I grasp her hips to stop her movements.
“Fine.” She sighs. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Do you need another man?”
Her brow wrinkles. “Another man? I thought I had one. Namely, you. Is this your way of breaking up with me? It’s quite confusing. You should work on your break-up speech.”
I pinch her hip. “I’m not breaking up with you. I’m trying to discuss your sexual needs.”
“And you think I need another man? Our sexual encounters have been extremely satisfying. I don’t need a different man.”
“No. Not a different man. Another man. In addition to me.”
Her eyes widen. “You want to have a threesome?”
I grit my teeth. I do not want to have a threesome but if it’s what she needs to be satisfied, I’ll figure it out.
“No, I don’t. But do you?”
“You’re asking if I want a threesome?”
I nod. “Considering your porn viewing preferences.”
“My porn viewing preferences?” Her eyes widen. “Oh. You’re referring to the orgies I watched when I was younger.”
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you say as much to begin with? You were being all mysterious. I was already drafting my letter for the ‘worst breakup ever’ column in theSmuggler’s Gazette.”
I palm her face. “I’m serious, Lace. Do you need a threesome to be sexually satisfied?”