Page 65 of Light My Fire

“Don’t I?” I ask, pulling the cards toward me and stacking them. “Don’t I have anything elseof valuethat you might want if I lose?”

I shuffle as the silence around the table stretches.

“What did you have in mind?” Jackson finally asks.

I meet his gaze. “What do you want?”

“Kisses,” he says, his eyes on my mouth. “Maybe… touching.”

I nod. “I could live with that.”

Jackson looks at Wyatt. “What do you think?”

Wyatt’s gaze locks on mine when I look at him. His eyes are hot. “I think that kissing and touching her aredefinitelyvaluable.”

A shiver passes through me and I feel my nipples tighten. I’m certain they notice. I want badly to look in Luke’s direction, but I know he’s not looking over here. Still, he’s listening.

“Okay, then,” Jackson says. “Deal ‘em.”

I pass the cards out and study my hand, holding the cards up in front of my chest. And fighting a smile.

And finally, I have something decent. Interesting.

Jackson bets, Wyatt calls, and they both look at me.

It doesn’t matter how this hand goes. This is fun. I’m naked with two hot guys. And I’m having sex tonight. With someone.

“Call,” I say.

They both breathe out as if they were worried I was going to fold and take myself out of this hand.

Silly boys.

Jackson lays down three of a kind in queens.

But my straight beats that. I lay mine down with a grin. He arches a brow.

Then Wyatt lays down his full house.

He gives me a wicked grin. “Lose your pants, Jackson,” he says, without looking at his friend. To me he says simply, “Come here.”

My heart starts hammering, but I swallow hard and stand.

I hear Jackson groan when he sees my full naked body for the first time. I don’t look away from Wyatt, though, suddenly feeling flushed and nervous and jumpy.

I’m bare naked in the same room withthreemen. Well, maybe two and a half. Luke isn’t participating here and I know he’s not going to do anything. Still, he’shere, and as always, I’m acutely aware of him.

Wyatt reaches out as he scoots his chair back slightly. He pulls me into his lap. He cups the back of my head and brings me in for a deep, long, lots-of-tongue kiss.

My entire body lights up, and I feel hot and tingly from head to toe.

Some of it is definitely the kiss. Wyatt Doherty is averygood kisser, but it’s also that I know Jackson is watching us. That makes it even hotter. I wouldn’t have suspected that.

Wyatt’s other hand is on my thigh, and he starts stroking up and down. I part my legs slightly on instinct, wanting his touch higher… deeper.

“Hey now,” Jackson says. “Kissingortouching, right?”

Wyatt pulls back and gives me a grin. “Right. Almost forgot.”

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