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Of course, if her friends had anything to do with it, it was for her own good.
“Sure. I’m game. Jamie can break.” A
Troy smiled, his lips curving upwards in a wicked grin. “I appreciate a woman who likes them firm.”
Bill snickered and nodded.
Jamie picked up a stick and looked down the length of the wood. “It’s nice and hard.” She snickered, a blush reaching her face.
Bending over the table, she took careful aim, adjusted the stick between her fingers and punched the cue ball directly into the triangle formation, sending balls scattering everywhere.
“Balls on the table. Nice.” This came from Amanda.
Bill and Troy exchanged glances before Troy stepped forward to line up a shot. He sank a solid coloured ball into the corner pocket. “Girls are stripes, I guess.” He took aim on a ball near the side pocket.
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“Now that’s not fair.” The grin on Troy ’s face seemed more devilish than i
She snorted. “Like I’d cheat at a game I’m already good at. Besides, it’s not my fault that some men can’t handle their balls.”
“Oh babe, you’re mistaken there.” Troy gestured with his hips, a glint in his eyes.
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The moment his eyes roamed up the length of her body, the hairs stood on edge on the back of her neck. Still, she sank her shot with ease. Slowly straightening, she glided to another area of the table, bending over in front of Bill and giving him a great view of exposed cleavage.
He set a hand on his hip, and his tongue darted out over his bottom lip.
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“Aw, poor baby couldn’t handle the ball.” Troy snickered behind A
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She swore Troy flexed his arm beneath the shirt for her benefit.
He lined up a shot, looking down the line of the stick. His lips turned upward in a little bow she found endearing until a wicked glint reached his eyes, and he sank his shot.
“Looks like I can handle my balls and stick.” He moved in for another shot.
“I like a man who can handle his stick.” Amanda chuckled in a low, throaty voice.
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For that matter, was Bill even interested?
Amanda smirked and waited for Troy to miss his third shot. She sauntered to the table and bent low enough that her breasts practically fell out of her top. She puckered her lips and kept her gaze on A
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As if on purpose, Amanda missed her shot, a simple straight shot into the side pocket.
“Damn, I must be rusty.” She took a sip of her beer.
Jamie came around the table and wrapped a hand around A
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Jamie shook her head and walked back towards Amanda.
“Another round?” Bill headed towards the bar.
Nodding, A
She watched Amanda and Jamie take shots to clear the table before Bill came back with another round for everyone. He handed the girls their drinks, set one down for Troy and came back to hand A
She took the beer, their fingers touching, and a spark of excitement tingled through her. His hand lingered just a little longer again, as did the smile on his lips.
He was clean shaven and smelled of man. His closeness to her made her nose twitch. She took a long sip of the cool liquid before setting her drink on the table.
“Up for one more game, ladies?” This came from Troy as he took a sip of his beer.
Amanda shook her head. “It’s nearing my bedtime, and I know Jamie has to be up early, too. What say we take a rain check?”
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“Aw, that’s no fun. We were just getting warmed up.” Troy came around to stand by A
She shook her head and frowned harder. “I’m afraid I’m the one who brought these two. I’d have to leave with them.”
“Well, that makes sense, I suppose.” Troy looked disappointed but managed to keep the hint of the seduction in his voice that had revved A
She took it and slid it between her breasts, licking her lips as she did so.
“Call me.” He winked at her.
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Amanda and Jamie followed suit. Both set down their empty bottles on the shelf behind them before eyeing the guys.
“We’ll be here next week if you’re around,” Troy said to all three women but kept a heated gaze on A
“Oh, I plan to be.” She hugged Troy firmly.
His hand patted her ass lightly.
She tilted her hips forward and pressed against the impressive bulge in his pants.
She did the same with Bill. His hug was firm, strong. Just like his cock.
“Ready, girls?” Amanda extended her hand and waited.
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Jamie shrugged her shoulders.
Amanda coughed.
“You two drag me out for a few beers, with the idea of getting me laid, then bail out on me after two beers? What the hell?” She eyed them both warily.
Amanda stepped forward. “You could give us the keys and go back in there. I’m sure neither of them would mind.” Her chest stuck out proudly beneath her top despite it being a loose-fitting nightie.
“I could, and that’d leave me stuck with the two of them overnight. I have a big presentation in the morning, and I don’t care about it. But I think it’s kinda fucked up that you two appeared to be setting me up, don’t you think?”
Jamie yawned. “I think it’s about that time.”
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Jamie frowned and looked at Amanda. Her expression looked like she’d just been caught.