"That's not the game.” She made a pouting face. "Truth or dare. That's our game. Whichone do you want?"
"Truth," he said again, firmly.
“Tell me,” she said, leaning in, “what is the most scandalous place you fantasize about having sex?”
Theo's eyes flared, and before an evasive answer could spring from his lips, she crossed her arms and looked at him challengingly.
For a long minute, she didn’t think he would answer. “My desk,” he said abruptly. “After hours in my office, against it, bent over it, or on your knees under it.” He raised a haughty eyebrow, but she couldn’t even protest.
Yourknees, he’d said.
Yes, that was exactly how she wanted him. Seated at his desk, professional and reserved, until she dropped to her knees in front of him.
She closed her eyes, imagining the look on his face as she slid her hands up his muscular thighs to unbutton and untie the clothing that made him a respectable leader in the community, revealing inch by inch the beautiful man beneath.
She would take her time stroking him, feeling the thick length of him harden under her teasing hands before finally tasting him with her mouth. He would be a gentleman even then, she knew, carefully holding her head as if she were fragile while she took him apart at the seams.
She would sit back and slip her dress over her head, revealing the garters she’d worn just for him with the high heels she’d caught him staring at and give him something to look at as she took him deep into her throat. Liquid hot need pulsed in her, and she nearly moaned.
“Your turn. Truth or dare?" She opened her eyes to see him with his hands on his hips, waiting.
Amber laughed to cover her desire. “Dare, of course, and I don’t believe you,” she said confidently. ”What could a lights-off, bedroom-only kind of guy like you dare me to do?"
"Give me your panties,"he ordered.
Amber's mouth dropped open, and the air between them instantly throbbed again with intensity. His words from earlier in the night echoed between them.
I can see your panties.
How do you know I’m wearing any?
She backed up a step and grinned, wickedly delighted by this new naughty side of him. She lifted the filmy white skirt slowly to the shadowy top of her thighs while Theo watched her, hunger on his face.
One inch. Two. Three inches of silky-smooth thigh bared to the night sky.
She looked up and caught his gaze. A wicked smile on her full lips, she slid the dress up that last inch to show him what was under it. Theo let out his breath in a sharp, gratifying hiss.
Smooth, beautifully bare skin, pale against the tan lines from her bikini. Amber in all her confident, naked glory.
"I told you I wasn't wearing any,” she said cheekily.
She dropped her dress and ran back toward the balcony, her laughter trailing behind her.
Chapter Ten
“Downward dog,ladies. Ground yourself in the vibrations of the earth,” Lily’s soothing voice carried over the thirty women in the village green with their heads down on yoga mats and legging-clad bottoms in the air.
Amber’s muscles tensed as she held the position, and her stomach growled, a reminder of the hectic morning. She had woken up late after the previous night at the lake with Theo, and didn’t even grab a dreaded banana on her way out the door.
But today was Lily’s first Saturday yoga class on the village green and she had promised to be there, even if she was regretting her life choices right now.
“Old people are so weird,” Val said. She had given up the pose and sat on the mat, eyeing the women around her.
Amber almost smiled. Val was a grounding force all right, but Amber had poked and prodded her out of bed and made her come. “Just do it for Lily,” Amber grunted.
“And now let your body flow into warrior,” Lily said. Her soothing voice blended into the quiet morning. It was all very peaceful, really.
“You should totally dye your hair purple ombre next. It’s so boring without the pink,” Val said. “Now you look like every other tool that works in an office.”
