said.
"Yep. It's a shame." A corner of his mouth lifted up.
So, what should it be? The shirt or the panties? She tried to decide. Either way would bare private parts to Mikael that she hadn't planned on showing him ever. Full frontal nudity would be a distraction for him. She might win the next tile, and he would have to take off his pants.
She wondered if he was wearing anything underneath.
Making the decision, she crossed her arms over her chest and grabbed the hem of her shirt. Then with a quick, graceful movement she pulled the whole thing off and tossed it on the floor. Her breasts, she knew, were one of her best features, and her mother always taught her to flaunt them. Of course, they were usually covered, but the principle still held. She sat up straight, knowing they were full and round.
He would undoubtedly lose his tile this time.
Mikael swallowed hard, and Lyzette felt her nipples harden as he looked at her. The fresh breeze on her exposed breasts tickled, and she felt a tingle that went all the way down between her legs. Raimey had said that he wouldn't even touch her unless she begged him.
Strangely, she was beginning to feel that she might want to beg.
But not yet.
Lyzette dealt the cards this time, knowing that her soft mounds were jiggling with every throw of the card. She watched as Mikael played, knowing that she had this tile. She smiled triumphantly and played her last card.
"I win," she said.
"No kidding," Mikael said sarcastically, looking directly at her breasts on display before him. Then he pulled off his pants.
She saw with disappointment that he was wearing boxers. He must have seen it on her face.
"Are you sorry that I have underwear on, Lyzette?" He had a mildly predatory look on his face. She felt a funny feeling down between her legs again, but she ignored it.
"Yes. I mean, no. Maybe a bit. But it's okay. I'm going to win the next one, and then you won't be wearing anything."
"Or I will, and you won't be wearing anything."
"No, I've got this figured out. I'm going to win," Lyzette said.
Mikael dealt, and they both paid close attention to the cards. After a few minutes, it became obvious who would win the tile. Lyzette tried every strategy he had taught her, but it was all in vain.
"I win," he said, his blue eyes darkening.
"You did," she said. "And fair's fair."
She stood up then and hooked her thumbs in her panties. Mikael watched spellbound as she shimmied them down over her hips and stepped out of them. She lifted her chin and stood naked in front of him, wondering what would happen next and if she wanted it to or not.
His hot gaze travelled down to her breasts. They looked swollen and aroused. Then his eyes dipped lower to where her sex lay nestled between her creamy thighs.
"You're beautiful, Lyzette," he said, his voice sounding a little rougher than usual. Her own eyes dropped momentarily to his boxers, and she saw that something was bulging down there.
"What happens now?" she said, meeting his gaze anxiously.
"Whatever you want."
"So, if I told you to leave, you would," she said, clearly not believing it.
"Yes," he said, his eyes burning into hers. "Do you want me to go, Lyzette?"
She thought for a long time and finally, she shivered and sat down again.
"No. I want to play another round. And you better not lose on purpose, Mikael," she said, pointing at him.
He grinned.
"I don't like to lose, Lyzette. You should know that by now," he said.
She thought of the courtship challenge. Well, he should know that she didn't like to lose either.
His underwear was coming off. She wanted to see what was in his pants.
Chapter 9
Lyzette didn't like to lose. But she usually did.
"Now what?" Lyzette asked. "I have nothing left to take off."
"How about a kiss instead?" Mikael suggested. His breathing quickened at the thought.
"A kiss?" she said.
"You kiss me. You're in control of everything."
"I can kiss you however I want?"
"Yes, but it has to be lips on
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