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“Fine,” she relented, lifting her cue and pointing it at the boys and then me. “But since you’re joining the game midway, you have to play it fair to the other two.” She lowered the cue at my shirt and then my jeans. “Off,” shecommanded.

I set my cue aside as I slid off my cut and then reached for my shirt and pulled it over my head, dropping them both onto the back of a chair. Next came my boots and my socks. Anna watched with a meticulous eye as each piece of clothing came off, her eyes now feasting on the naked skin that was revealed to her. My hands wore the most tattoos, my back only covered by my club patch and the paw print tattoo on the back of my neck. On the other hand, my chest was surprisingly bare, with not a single tattoo insight.

Ready to play, I picked up my cue. “You just going to stare at me all day, or are we goingtoplay?”

Anna frowned at my jeans. “You haven’t taken your jeansoffyet.”

“Rules are that I have to be down to my last pair of clothing.” I gave her a shark-toothed grin. “Iam.”

Anna breathed a soft “Oh” as her eyes all but burned through the thick material of my jeans at the revelation that there was nothing else under them. “You know what?” Anna said, the lust in her eyes being replaced by her arrogance. “I’ll let you have this turn. Call it a handicap for having those two onyourteam.”

I heard Pretty’s exclamation behind me, but I ignored him, looking down at Anna. “Yousure?”

“Yup,” she popped, her red lips matching the drunken flush of hercheeks.

“Okay, then,” I said, stepping up withmycue.

“You’re solids,” Anna added as she picked up a cube of chalk and began rubbing it over the tip of her cue. My eyes stayed glued to the action, watching as her long fingers gripped the neck of the cue to keep it still as she was gentle with the chalk, rubbing it softly until the blue powder covered the end. When she put the chalk down, I shifted my stance, relieving the slight pressure in my jeans as I forced myself to look down at the table and assess what I wasdealingwith.

From the look of things, the boys hadn’t even managed to pocket a single ball, and yet half of Anna’s were missing from the table. Poor boys seemed to have walked right into a trap. I couldn’t blame them, though; this was the first time I’d ever heard of Anna playing, neither of us having ever picked up a cue around each other—mostly because I didn’t want to end up stakedwithit.

I leaned down over the table, positioning the cue between my fingers as I pointed the tip at the white ball. A solid sat hanging over the edge of the right corner pocket, and with a quick jerk of my arm, the cue surged forward, sending the white ball flying. It hit the solid ball and dropped it into thepocket.

“Lucky shot,” Anna scoffed, bending her ass over and giving everyone a good view of it as she began to unzip herboots.

“Not them,” I interrupted, catching her attention. I held her gaze and made my voice clear as I elaborated, “They comeofflast.”

Anna’s eyes widened in surprise before narrowing. Her arrogance faded away quickly as she rose to stand, her hands going to the waist of her skirt as she began pushing it down her legs, revealing those thin, black lace panties beneath the hugging black tights. She made sure to take it off slowly, her ass perking in my direction as she slid it down her calves and over herboots.

Once Anna stood straight again, I became aware of the boys giving me curious looks, none of them having once seen me play. I also became aware of Lamb’s return as he situated himself at the doorway with Ember, who he must have stolen from Jax, draped around his waist. He didn’t pay her any attention, his one-track mind now focused on the game in thepoolroom.

Anna stepped aside as I moved around to her end of the table. I leaned over again, Anna’s eyes watching my every move with newly acquiredcaution.

I lined up my cue and popped the white ball forward. This time, it hit the ball with enough force that it also knocked into a second ball, both of them subsequently falling into the pockets. I straightened and turned to look at Anna, whose face was now screwed into a scowl as she realized she had been played. “Twomore.”

Anna didn’t refuse as her hands clutched the hem of her red shirt and pulled it up over her head before dropping it on the floor next to her skirt. My mouth watered at the sight of her rounded globes bedded in that red lace bra. Knowing it didn’t match her panties only made itbetter.

For the second item, I expected her to go for the tights, but instead, her arm bent around her back, and with one hand, the bra popped loose and the cups fell open, revealing two pink nipples softened by the warmth of the room. The bra dropped into the pile on the floor, and I became aware that even more brothers had gathered in thedoorway.

Anna placed her hands on her hips, unabashed, as she gestured for him to go on, making her tits wobble. I felt the need to stop them by sucking them into my mouth, but I held off and instead turned back tothegame.

I heard Pretty move over to the newly arrived Jax, who was demanding to know what the hell was happening until he caught sight of Anna and listened to the half-naked Pretty give a quick rundown before focusing his surprise on my pool skills. I was shocked to see how surprised everybody was. It occurred to me then that the only time I used to play pool was when I would play with Roscoe, back when we kept the pool table in the basement. The bastard would give me a run for my money, pretending to let me get close to winning before ripping the victory from underneath me in the finalmoments.

I popped my cue and sank another ball, the action punctuated with a click of Anna’s tongue. She turned, unzipping her boots and putting them to the side before she reached up to the edges of her black tights. She started slow, making sure she had everyone’s attention as her nails pulled them down bit by bit. Her eyes didn’t move from mine as she reached down her calves, soothing her hands over her skin as the first leg came free and then the second. The tights joined the pile, and she put her feet back in her red boots, zipping them up over herbarelegs.

She straightened again, her eyes blazing with challenge and fight, and I fuckinglovedit.

My dick was now straining against my zipper, no doubt leaving it with a tooth print as it demanded attention. Anna’sattention.

I was quicker this time, leaning over with the cue and lining it up. I paused. Just as I was about to move my cue, my eyes were drawn to Anna as she leaned over the table, her tits falling in front of my face as she tried to distract me. I couldn’t help myself as my eyes wandered up the fleshy skin, following the dip of her collarbone, up the thin tendons in her neck, over her lips and flushed cheeks, all the way to those narrowed babyblueeyes.

I could see lust blazing underneath the carefully constructed surface that made her seem as though she was just pissed and daring. But she couldn’t hide it from me. Not being this close. Not when I could see the way her nipples hardened the longer she kept her eyesonme.

I wondered if she was wet for me. I bet if I took a deep breath now, I’d be able to smell her sweet juices from here. I wondered if they’d taste the same as theysmelled.

The thought was too much for me, and I was nearing the end of my tether. But I hadn’t given up my challenge to Anna just yet. So just for her, I made sure to keep my eyes on hers, keeping my gaze away from the table as I moved my cueforward.

I heard the loud crack of the ball in the silence of the room, and then the growing noises of tension from the crowd as two more softer cracks filled the room. And finally, the soft click as two more balls dropped into thepockets.

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