“Never have I ever… been in a fistfight.”
Damn it. Also, WTF is with that question? Who asks that in this game? I lift my glass and take a hearty sip. Good thing I like this whiskey.
“Bets, really?” He feigns shock, dramatically throwing a hand over his chest and letting his mouth gape open.
“Hey, he deserved it.” His eyes bulge out of his head. “He, being a boy in my third-grade class, liked to pick on kids smaller than him.” I shrug. “I don’t like bullies. Sorry, not sorry.”
“I’ve got a little vigilante on my hands. Good to know.” He winks at me, and it makes my lower belly tighten. I chalk it up to the fact that it’s been so long since I’ve had any kind of intimate relationship with a man. Being face-to-face with such a fine specimen of one is doing things to me.
“My turn.” I’m pretty sure I know how to make him have to take a drink. “Never have I ever graduated from college.”
Al maintains eye contact as he takes a sip of his whiskey. When he finishes, he narrows his eyes at me. After a few seconds, they light up.
“Never have I ever sang karaoke.” He grins like he already knows I’ll have to drink.
“I feel like you’re somehow cheating.” I take another sip.
We continue playing for a while, and I’m having a much better night than I expected. When it’s my turn again, I suddenly feel brave.
“Never have I ever kissed someone I just met,” I say quietly.
He doesn’t take a drink.
I scoot closer to him, and I can’t take my eyes off his mouth.
“Never have I ever wanted to kiss someone I just met… until tonight.” His voice is hushed, almost reverent.
The words do something to me, and I move even nearer to him. His large hand suddenly cradles the left side of my neck, and his thumb brushes across my cheek.
I lean into his touch.
Before I know it, our mouths are so close to each other, and my heart pounds in my chest. After just a second or two, I can’t stand it anymore, so I close the distance and allow my lips to touch his. I don’t know what I’m doing, or why, but it feels so amazing. His other hand is also on me now, mimicking the wayhe holds my neck and face on the opposite side. We stay like that for a few beats, then I press more firmly and open just enough that his tongue can slide into my mouth as he takes over the kiss with expert skill and precision.
I haven’t kissed a lot of men for comparison, but I’m sure that Al can be considered an excellent kisser.
His kiss steals my breath as his soft lips press on mine, then part as he explores my mouth with his tongue.
When we pull back, we stare at each other and take the time to catch our breath. I immediately want more. I feel more alive than I have in so long, and I don’t want it to be over. So, I make a split-second decision, and I swallow past the lump in my throat.
“Never have I ever had a one-night stand.” My voice trembles as I whisper the words. I can’t believe I just said that. Al’s eyes pierce me, and they hold an array of emotions, none of which I can name for sure.
“Betty…”
Oh, God. I thought it was a smooth way of telling him what I want, and now I’m embarrassed. I’ve totally misread the situation. My cheeks feel like they’re on fire, and I break our eye contact.
“Shit. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make things weird. I don’t know what I’m doing. Jesus. I-I should leave.” I stand, but before I can move too far away, he grasps my forearm. I stop, but don’t turn around.
“Hey, look at me. Please.”
I don’t. Then, I sense him standing behind me. His left hand slides from my elbow to my hand, and he entwines our fingers together before wrapping our joined arms across my middle. I shiver when his right hand rests on my hip. I could easily pull away from him if I wanted to, but I don’t. He dips his head so that his mouth is near my ear.
“Never have I ever slept with someone I just met. Never have I ever wanted to… until tonight.”
Chapter Five
Harrison
Betty’s breathing picks up, and she leans her body further into mine. If she couldn’t feel my rock-hard cock against her back before, she most definitely can now. Her low groan as her ass brushes over me gives it away.
