Page 79 of The Sugar Maple Inn

He grabbed her wrist but she shoved him away.

“Stay still, I’m concentrating.” She picked up a hotel. The big red one. “You can only move if I give you permission.”

Christ.

His cock responded, obvious and aching against those vintage pants.

Grace noticed. Her smile widened.

“Mayfair,” she said, setting the hotel low on his hip. Right at the waistband. “Most expensive property. Prime real estate.”

Her fingers hooked into the waistband of the pants. Pulled them down just slightly. Just enough to make him crazy.

“You know what Mayfair gets me?” Grace asked.

“What?”

“Everything.” She leaned down. Pressed a kiss to his hip bone, right next to the hotel. “I win.”

Grace picked up the dog—her game piece—and walked it up his body. Over his stomach. Up his chest. Stopped at his throat.

“I’m going to win this game,” she said. “And you’re going to let me.”

“Am I?”

“Yes.” She leaned down. Lips brushing his ear. “Because you owe me. And because—” Her hand slid lower. Over his stomach. Down. “—you secretly like it when I take control.”

She wasn’t wrong.

Reese lay there, covered in Monopoly pieces, completely at her mercy, and realized this was the hottest thing that had happened to him in years.

“Grace,” he said, voice rough. “C’mon now…touch me.”

“I am touching you.”

“You know what I mean.”

Her hand stilled on his stomach. “Ask properly.”

Oh, she was playing dirty.

“Please,” Reese said. “Fucking touch me. Now.”

Grace smiled. Victorious. She then unzipped his pants and pulled him out, wrapping her hand around him in a way that made Reese stop thinking entirely.

She stroked him slowly. Deliberately. Watching his face the whole time while Monopoly pieces scattered around them with each movement of his hips.

“Stay still,” Grace reminded him. “Or we start over.”

Impossible. Staying still was impossible when she was—

“Grace—” Her name came out strangled. “I’m going to—”

“Not yet.” Her hand slowed.

Oh, she was enjoying this. The power. The control. Turning the tables on him completely.

Fine. Two could play that game.