Page 8 of Saints and Sinners

When I turn back to the game at hand, I see she's waiting for me to give her my attention before letting the little white ball fly, landing dead center just like mine. I can slowly feel my smile fade as the crowd around us cover their mouths and snicker.

“Okay, okay,” I run my tongue over my bottom lip before biting it as I look at the blonde, now wearing a smirk of her own, “I see I finally have a worthy opponent to play this game with.”

Pulling my shirt over my head, I let my pecs flex one at a time, showing off just a tad bit. Yeah, just like all the other women standing around, my Lovely Lina is gazing at the ink painting my upper body, which just so happens to be stacked.

“You've got a little drool dripping, Little Saint!” Fynn calls out, chuckling.

Our girl sure has some balls as she lifts her hand and flips my friend off. She will pay for that later, but when I look back at my fellow Sinner, he's grinning. I know that grin, and I can tell you right now, it won't be pretty for this bombshell.

She takes her turn first this time, making it in the far-right cup. It's an easy shot, and I roll my eyes and step forward. Lining up the shot, I start to toss it just as she decides to adjust her fucking breasts in her dress. She's got to be a D, so of course, it will draw my attention, making me miss my shot.

“Bullshit!” Fynn calls out, “She did that on purpose!”

“Did what?” Catalina looks up innocently, and I swear all I want to do is throw her over this table and fuck the shit out of her in front of all these people. I wonder if she would ever be that kinky. “Oh, did he take his shot without waiting for me to watch?” She juts her bottom lip out, “Well, darn... I missed it.”

I can see the little grin she's trying to hold back, but it's all good, because I now know her game. I lift my foot up and pull off my trainer, tossing it aside. Since I missed, she gets to go again and now dunks it in the front cup.

I stand here waiting for her to give me her attention, and once I have it, I faze out everything and everyone around me, singing Cutthroat by Imagine Dragons in my head. This game shouldn't be taken so seriously, but when you have someone like Catalina Scott standing across from you, and you have a chance to get her naked, there is no time for fucking around.

The red solo cup is right there, unmoving and waiting to be conquered. It's like the woman standing behind it, waiting for me to miss once again. She will never admit it, but I've seen the look before; she wants to be conquered, and not by just anyone. She wants to sin badly; only she's not sure which sin she wants. Too bad for her that she will be sinning with more than one. The Lords of Sin do everything together, including their women.

The ball flies as though it's in slow motion, landing in the cup that it was meant for. It's a lovely sight watching the smile fade from Catalina's face. Instead of worrying about it too much, she smirks and tosses a heel. It's not what I was hoping for, but of course, she wouldn't go straight for her dress. It's all good because I will have her out of it in no time at all.

The game goes backand forth, and I lose my other shoe and jeans, whereas she's only lost her other heel. I'm now down to my boxers, but she's still got her dress on. It's her turn to go first. Making it in the far-left cup this time. When I toss mine, making it in the same one, she tries to hide her nervousness but instead, she straightens her back, stares right into my eyes, and pulls her bodycon dress over her head, handing it to her little friend.

I'm too busy staring at her banging body to realize she's waiting for me to take my turn. Her curves are in all the right places, and even though she's far from skin and bones, she is nowhere near being overweight. She's got the perfect amount of meat to her where I won't hurt myself as I slam into her from behind or when I have her straddling me while I have her ride my cock.

“Dude, take your turn.” Oakley snickers, bringing me back to the game at hand.

I choose a cup on the side, the middle one to be exact, and I toss the ping pong. I stand with my thumbs in the front of my waistband, causing the material to dip and show off the deep V leading to my groin, but even that doesn't get her as her ball makes its mark. She throws her hands in the air, and all the women cheer.

She grabs her dress from her friend and goes to put it on, but I'm there in a heartbeat, snatching it from her hands, “Game isn't quite over, Lovely Lina.”

“What do you mean?” She questions and then looks at the table.

Pushing her back so her ass is against the table, I grin, “I haven't lost my last article of clothing yet.” I whip down my briefs and step out of them. Cheers go up around us, but Catalina doesn't dare look down.

“There, now it's over.” She tries taking her dress back, but I toss it to Oakley, “Come on, give it back!”

“What's wrong, Lina? Are you afraid?” I step into her, ensuring my junk rubs against her front and her breath hitches. I glance down and stare at her breasts, now pressed against my chest, “I'm going to step away, and I want you to look at me. You need to see what you should be proud of. You're the first person to ever beat me at this game.”

“Everybody, leave now!” Oakley calls out in his cold voice that makes everyone jump and disperse.

“I'm not going anywhere!” Catalina's little friend steps up stubbornly.

I don't spare her a glance, but I do cock my brow at my Lovely Lina, “It's okay, Dani. I'll be up at the house in a few minutes. They won't dare do anything with witnesses knowing they are the last ones out here with me.”

She's good, and intelligent, which makes me smirk, “Leave us, Dani. I will make sure she makes it back to the house in one piece.”

When the friend finally scurries away, I take a step back and wait for Catalina to follow orders. She's a firecracker, this one is, refusing to look down at my hardening cock. With a jerk of my head, Oakley and Fynn are on each side of her, forcing her to her knees.

“What are you doing? Let go of me!” she says heatedly.

“This would have been avoided had you listened like a good girl,” I inform her and step forward again, “Do you see it now, Lovely Lina? Do you see what you have caused? How do you propose I take care of this?”

“Why the fuck are you asking me? There are plenty of females here,” she spits.

“True, but you are the one that caused it, and I think it's only fair that you are the one to take care of it.” My grin shows my thoughts' wickedness as I step a little closer to my Lovely Little Lina.

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