Strip Poker Pov Novels & Stories

Jake lit a lantern and set it on a log. “Five-card draw,” Aunt Chloe said, dealing. I won a few hands. Jake won one. Aunt Chloe won a couple. Then she looked at both of us and smiled slow. “Tell you what. Let’s make this more interesting. Strip poker.” My heart jumped. I had never played anything like that. The idea of Jake seeing me without clothes made my face burn. But the wine had loosened something in me, and Aunt Chloe was looking at me like it was no big deal, just fun.

Tanya sips the water as she eavesdrops, hoping she could get the information of the gamblers who got the 1 million. Luckily, the world is on her side. She heard the woman who plays poker talk as she put her cards down, “Tsk, Tsk, that b*stard is having fun in the second floor with a bunch of women in there, just because he has 1 million on his hand, he got to be arrogant” the woman cursed as she smacks the table. “Is he an idiot? He brought his whole money in here; I would laugh at him on his face if he was ever robbed” the other woman spoke with a grin on her face while she looks at her card.

she said, Mary held Craig's hand and she kissed him, and three of them walked Into the living room, while Rachel walked Into the kitchen, and she brought refreshments, small chops and drinks, and they sat down watching porn films, A while later, Craig kissed Mary and he fingers her, held her boobs, meanwhile, Rachel couldn't hold herself, and they had threesome In the living, Two days later, Craig made his way out of Mary's apartment, and he returned home and he continue with his training,

The kind of fear that comes not from losing money, but from losing control. And Misha hadn’t broken a sweat. He just finished his whiskey and set the glass down with a gentle clink. Then he said, “New stakes.” Dominic groaned. “We have nothing left to throw in.” Misha’s smile was crueler now. “Sure, you do.” The room was still. Hunter narrowed his eyes. “What?” “You’re wearing it now,” Misha said. They stared. “You want us to—what?” Brayden scoffed, but it was hollow. “Strip poker?”

“Dylan is always like that, and I hate it that Beatrice seems to told them—” She looked up, “about my recent job? Well, your brother was right. I’m a stripper and a stripper like me will never be fated to be in love—to experience love. We’re just—” Andrius cupped her face and let her look at him. “Look, why do you need to bother with what they say? Why don’t you just show them and prove to them that it is wrong to judge you.”

This made Paolo pull my chair harder, until mine was against his, this pulled Stefano off his thoughts. He smirked, pulling his chair closer to mine then throwing a cheeky look to me. Paolo snarled, saying rather loudly as he pulled a gun from underneath the table, “ Move away or I blow off your brains.”

“There have got to be better ways of staying awake,” Adrea said as she looked up from her cards. Aris looked at her over his hand and said, “You refused to play strip poker.” Adrea gave him a look. He knew damn well what she thought of that idea. Hell no. She was not a bubblehead. She knew where that would end up, and she was not up for it. “That is not happening, ever,” she let him know—and not for the first time.

Chapter 2 Aziel was so much engrossed in the thoughts of Jia that he could not control himself and walked to the main counter, where there was the desk lady. He looked at the girl there and told her, "I want that stripper tonight!" As he lit his cigarette and blew smoke directly into her face, he stated. "You mean Jia?" The desk lady asked him hesitantly. "Oh, that's her name?” He raised his brows and continued, “then yes, that's exactly who I want!" Aziel said.

He gave them all a shit eating grin. “Fellas, there’s only one way to settle this. Like men. A good old-fashioned game of strip poker.” Oh fuck yes, “I’m in!” yelled Amber a bit too enthusiastically. Grayson rolled his eyes, “We’re not kids anymore Ash. Strip poker is hardly appropriate.” “Speak for yourself bro,” said Leo, “count me in too.” “Just sounds like you’re afraid to me Little Godwin. Scared I’ll beat the pants off you,” taunted Ash.

Missy smiled in wonder. - Not much, I confess. But Devon used to play it when he was a teenager, so it's familiar to me. Logan explained, looking happy that Missy had that reaction. With one swift movement, he picked up the cards and began shuffling them, while he watched Missy remove the cards from the box – And, getting back to the subject, I would like to ask: have you ever heard of strip poker? he asked, with an expression that couldn't be described in any other way than naughty. - Y-you mean… – she swallowed hard, caught by surprise – What does it have to do with taking off your clothes?