Page 85 of Bria and the Tiger

“That was pretty good.”

He just grinned at her. “Your turn. Come here and I’ll show you what to do.”

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“I think we need to admit that I’m not meant to be a pool player.” Bria straightened and stared at the way the white ball slowly rolled across the table. It didn’t hit any of the other balls and she rolled her eyes.

Jace took a swig of beer. “You just need to practice.”

“It’s been an hour and I haven’t hit a single ball.”

“It’s because you’re still not holding the cue properly. Here, let me help you.”

He moved behind her and pushed on her upper back. “Bend over and put the cue in position.”

She bent over the table. “Okay, how’s this? It doesn’t feel right. It feels…”

Oh shit. Jace had bent over her and she was immediately turned on by the feel of his hard, naked chest pressing against her back. His big hand covered hers and manipulated it into the proper position on the stick.

“How’s that feel?” He asked.

“Good.” Her voice was breathless, and she couldn’t help rubbing her ass against his growing erection.

“Behave, Bria.”

“Me? I’m pretty sure that’s not a pool stick poking me in the ass.”

His laughter made her flush all over. Or maybe it was the way his hands were suddenly tugging up her skirt. He bunched it around her waist and she spread her legs wide when he ran his hand over her ass. She purred, and he rumbled an answering purr before squeezing her ass. “Take the shot, Bria.”

She aimed the cue and hit the ball, jerking wildly when Jace’s hand slipped between her thighs and cupped her pussy through her panties. The white ball careened to the right, bounced off the side of the table and sunk into the end pocket.

“Dammit.”

“Try again.” Jace reached under her with his other hand and fished the ball out from the the pocket.

He set it in front of her, his other hand rubbing and stroking her clit through her panties. She moaned and rocked her pelvis against his hand. “Jace.”

“Try again, little tiger.”

She pouted at him and he pressed a quick kiss against her mouth. “Go ahead.”

She reached to set the ball where she wanted it. Her hands were shaking, and she purred again when she heard the sound of Jace’s zipper. His cock brushed against the back of her thighs and she moaned when he stopped touching her.

“Jace, please.”

His long, delightfully talented fingers were tugging her panties down her legs. She stepped out of them and spread her legs even wider as he nestled his big body between them. Her hand clenched around the cue and she trilled in excitement.

“You’re not taking the shot, sweetheart. It’s like you don’t even want to learn how to play pool.” Jace’s hands slipped under her shirt and he unhooked the front clasp of her bra and cupped her breasts.

“I don’t.” She dropped the cue on the table.

He laughed and tugged on her nipples. “What do you want?”

“You know what I want.”

“Say it, little tiger.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

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