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I could hear her frustrated cries from under the table as she was denied her climaxes. The rest of the players buckled down a little after her winning streak and Master won on the fifth hand and I happily sucked his cock. Jerry won the next hand and I sucked his cock as well, and then it was time for Lisa to take over. The men had learned from the first poker game that when he had his cock sucked, he might as well leave his cock out of his pants from then on. This meant Master and Jerry were both sitting with their lovely erections poking out of their pants.

I squinted at him, "I knew there had to be a catch." His grin deepened, adding a wicked edge to his proposal, "Let's make this a little more interesting, sweetheart. Since you probably don't have any money on you. Strip poker. Lose a round, lose a piece of clothing. You win, and I'll do the same. When we're completely stripped off of everything, we'll reveal more than just our bodies, we bare a part of our soul to each other."

A straight draw. Dexter raises a card. “I take it the little princess came crying home after our chat? She looked pretty shaken, you know.” I match his raise without wearing any emotions on my sleeve. “You’re mistaking curiosity for fear, cousin. Though I must say, that was a pretty bold move you made there. What do you think you’re doing cornering my wife like that?” Seeing as this is a private game and without a dealer involved, Dexter turns the card, revealing a Nine of Spades. He watches my face like he’s waiting for a flinch. But he doesn’t find whatever he’s hoping to find.

“For instance, I know that Maxine has lost all his chips, and he has almost no chance of winning this hand.” “Let’s have it.” Maxine laughed. “I like my ass handed over to me.” He said. I watched Hollis, my husband, do that little smile that always warmed my heart. Then he turned over his fourth card, a nine of diamonds. He winked at me before turning over his last card, a Queen. Maxine chuckled and shook his head to the sides in defeat.

I snatched them out of his hands with a smirk. “I have a new game that I want to play,” I told him. He raised his brows at me. “Oh, yeah? What’s it called?” “I think you’ve heard of it,” I said as I dealt the cards. “It’s called strip poker.” Daniel paused, his dark eyes staring into my green ones. “That’s the best idea I’ve ever heard in the history of ideas.” I laughed at his confusing sentence. We started playing and I was showing off because my dad taught me how to play poker. Soon, I still had all of my clothes on and Daniel was sitting in just his boxers.

“Are you telling me you have played strip poker?” “I never said that.” Alec whispered as Colt came back into the room with three cartons of cigarettes. “We each can have a pack.” Tossing me one, I pulled one out. “One to play and then go up from there.” “Sounds good to me.” Alec lifted his lip at me. I had to look away. That face always made my panty’s wet and I couldn’t do that in front of Colt. Alec knew that too, fucking asshole. We each put one in the middle of the table before Colt raised it by one. Alec folded and I matched him. “Okay.” Alec said before flipping one card over. It was a four of hearts.

Sadie Simmons pov We were all drunk and were in the middle of a hand of strip poker. The rules were simple: if you lost a round, you could either take a shot or remove an article of clothing. Down three bottles, the fourth bottle was half empty. The cards I held in my hand looked a little fuzzy, but I discarded two, hoping for another king. It was Jaxon’s turn, and he was in boxers and his t-shirt, unlike Aiden, who was only in his briefs.

"Of course, you can always add things that aren't on here." As they placed their bets, the guys insisted that if she played poker she had to drink whisky. The dark amber liquid burned her throat, but she got used to it and soon was rather enjoying the drink. On the third round, Calvin dealt the cards and Steffie stared at what she had. She glanced over at the chart of hands to confirm it and, yes, she had a straight flush. Two of diamonds to a six of diamonds. She kept a straight face and placed her bet. She only had sixty dollars left to play with and glanced over at the non-money betting chart.

"So, we keep going? Strip poker?" "Hell yeah," I said, grabbing the deck from my nightstand where I'd stashed it earlier. My fingers trembled a touch as I shuffled, but I hid it by focusing on the cards. "But we need a new rule. Something to make it... spicier. Loser stays naked for the whole next hand. And the winner gets to touch. Anywhere. But no... you know, going all the way yet." Ryan's eyebrows shot up, but his grin spread wide, slow.

Her lips were curled into a mischievous smile and her eyes gleamed with childish excitement. “Do you have poker cards?” Sophia shrugged, biting her lower lip nervously. I reached for the breast pocket of my jacket and pulled out a pack of poker cards. I loved carrying it around during my business trip, because I find it oddly satisfying. My lips curled in a half-smile as a dangerous thought slithered into my head. “Here's the rule of the game,” I said as I began shuffling through the cards. “Whoever loses any round will strip off a piece of clothing. Do you agree with the rule?”