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“If you ask me about the weather or sports, I will throw this beer in your face,” I taunted him.

Riley blinked, his mouth agape. “Well, what would you advise I ask you about, Eric?” he said, crossing his arms, the pool stick held between his toned arms, making me think of other things. “Got any pointers on losing?” he taunted.

What are you like, five, dude?

I scoffed at his juvenile insult, though I couldn’t deny it stirred a need to show this man exactly how to take a loss.

On his knees with my cock stuffed down his throat.

I shifted, if only to try and dispel the rowdy serpent in my pants.

“How about you ask what you really want, Riley?” I said, batting my lashes at him, my tongue sarcastic as hell.

Where did that come from?

Riley scoffed, shaking his head. “Forget it,” he said.

It was Jordan’s turn in our second game, when the girls arrived.

“Hey you...” I said when I realized Julie came with the group.

Julie’s mouth fell open in surprise, as she glanced between Riley and I, our backs against the wall, separated by none other than an old-timey love machine game.

Seriously, who played those things anymore?

I thought they wiped them all off the face of the earth.

“Well, fancy meeting you here, Eric,” Julie said, pulling my attention away from the tall, blushing man beside me.

I leaned in to hug her, catching a whiff of her perfume and nearly choking on it.

She pulled away with a grin. “I thought you’d be home nursing your wounds,” she teased.

“You two know each other?” Riley asked, fidgeting with his stick again, running his hands up and down the length in repeated motion.

Instinctively, my body and brain jumped to sexy thoughts about what his stick actually looked like, and what a show it would be to watch him.

Sprawled out all over my bed, hand wrapped around his cock.

Riley was tall. I’d probably peg him at six two, but he carried himself with stature. My mama always said God let things grow until they were perfect, and at a nice old five foot nine, I supposed Sky Daddy knew to quit while he was ahead.

I might have been on the shorter side compared to most, but my cock made up what I lacked in height easily.

Still, I knew big dudes came with big sticks, and I was a size queen.

Plus, I was still peeved after I’d been stood up by my blind date.

“Eric, you’re up,” Jordan said, drowning his beer as he flashed his gaze at Julie.

“Why, hello...”

“Leave her alone, Jordy. She’s taken,” I said, flashing a wink.

Julie laughed as I lined up my shot, retorting some burn at Jordan that made the rest of the guys holler and Jordan curse.

Setting my gaze on my prize, I couldn’t help but notice Riley in my field of vision. Or more accurately, Riley holding his stick infront of him, front and center to his dick, distracting me for the moment.

My own cock twitched as I licked my lips, trying to focus on the balls in front of me instead of the ones out of reach.

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