Page 119 of The Sounds of Her

“Is this your card?”

“Ha. No,” she points at me. “Wrong.”

“Damn. Okay, let me try again.”

Her grin is so smug, I chuckle to myself, then say out loud ‘six of diamonds’ as I set a single card down for each letter of the word, six, of, and diamond.

“What are you doing?”

“Your card isn’t the six of diamonds?”

“No, wrong again,” she laughs. “You are so bad at this, Archer.”

“Shit, I thought I had it that time,” I frown as if I’m stumped. Pulling the cards back together, I still keep them in order. “Tell me your card.”

“Seriously?”

“Come on, tell me.”

“That is cheating Archer.”

I give her puppy dog eyes.

“Fine. Four of spades, I win.”

“Do you?” I start again spelling out loud four, then of, and spades, for each letter I lay down a card. When I hit the full spelling, I flip over the next card and toss it on top of the others. It’s the four of spades.

“What?” she shrieks, kneeling up so fast she almost spills her wine. “How did you do that?”

“Magic.”

“My ass magic,” she cries, staring in wonder at the cards. “Really, how did you do that?”

“A magician never gives away his secrets.”

“Tell me,” she demands.

“Nope.”

Brooke tackles me and we fall to the floor. She straddles my hips and puts her hands on my chest, glaring. “Tell me.”

“What do I get in return?” I eye her legs. The robe is askew, hanging off one shoulder.

“Nothing, ever again if you don’t tell me how that works.”

I shrug and run my hands up her thighs, making her gasp as my fingers reach her waist. I undo the robe, letting it fall away from her body. My hands graze her full tits, and she arches into me.

“Take off your pants.”

I sit up and push her robe off her shoulders. She rises to remove her panties, and naked she sits astride me. Her eyes are molten as she looks down at the hard ridge of my dick pressing between her thighs.

“I’ve never fucked a magician before,” she smirks.

“There’s a first time for everything.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

“Are you trying to be the perfect man?”

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