Page 82 of Playing the Game
My face heats with the mere mention of Jami giving me directives. He might not be a pleasure dom like Jonah, but he’s definitely a man who enjoys giving direction.
And by the way Jami just looked at me, and after hearing his suggestive fantasy, I’m about to combust. He’s pure fire. I can barely stand it, so I scoot my chair closer to him, wanting to tease him a little by tickling his thigh.
Mel stands. “I’ll let Dori tell you about Jonah. Right now, I have to talk to him. He’s looking way too good, but so far away.”
She flips her hair and saunters straight to Jonah. His smile grows as she approaches.
“I guess they made up.” Jami turns to face me with sexdripping from his eyes. “Do you want to tell me about this command giving Mel was talking about?”
I slide my hand up his leg and dip my fingertips into the crease of his thigh and groin. “Jonah’s a pleasure dom. He can make her come on demand.”
Jami’s Adam’s apple rolls. “Is that something you’d like to learn how to do?”
“You could teach me that?” My nipples grow tight. Just imagining having an experience like that with him has me getting wet. “Like right here?”
“Dori, I can teach you a lot of things. Just say the word.” His hand slides over mine as his eyes grow dark and heated. “But remember, if we keep talking about this, I’m going to make us leave.”
My breathing kicks up and chills scatter over me. I want this man more than I’ve wanted anyone in my entire life. I brush my hand against his shaft as we stare promises of what’s to come into each other’s eyes.
He guides my palm over his hard length, and I whimper. Teasing him backfires. I’m a turned-on mess stuck at my best friend’s going away party.
Jami laughs under his breath and shakes his head. “Temptress, when will you learn I’m better at this game than you are?”
“I don’t know, but I’ll have fun while you teach me.”
I’m about to reach over and kiss this sex god who’s bringing me to my knees when a commotion erupts behind me. My attention spins to Melanie. Jonah and Luke are in an intense exchange.
I pat Jami’s arm. “Stay here. I’m going to go separate those two.”
“Dori—”
“I’ll be right back.” I push out of my chair and race to them.
Jonah straightens his spine. “I said step off.”
As I approach them, Luke pulls back his arm to prepare for a swing. His elbow catches me between the eyes and my vision goes black. My brain spins in confusion.
Hunter’s hovering over me as I lie on the floor. “Take it easy. You got hit in the face.”
“What the hell? I got knocked out?” I push up with my nose and head pounding.
Luke kneels beside me. “I’m sorry, Dori. I didn’t see you behind me.”
Mel grabs his arm. “You took that too far. I think it’s time you leave.”
He huffs and shakes his head. “You want me to leave?”
“That would be best.” Mel glances at a furious Jami. “Otherwise, her boyfriend might end up killing you.”
Luke peeks at the crowd around us as Hunter moves my hair from my forehead, assessing me for injuries.
Jami steps forward, holding his chest. “You heard her. Leave, or there will be bigger issues you’ll need to address.”
Luke rises to his feet and nods. “Sorry again, Dori. Mel, if you want to get together later, call.”
Jonah faces him. “Don’t count on it.”
Mel steps between them. “Stop it. The last thing I want to deal with tonight is you two fighting.”
