Heart You

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Book: Heart You by Rene Folsom Read Free Book Online
Authors: Rene Folsom
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction, Romantic Erotica, Lgbt, bisexual
scolded as she
stood beside me. She had obviously just come from the kitchen because she had
more water-filled balloons cradled in her arms. Suddenly, Kara’s eyes went
bug-eyed as she stared at my tits. “Wow, Sam. He got you good! That shirt
doesn’t hide anything when it’s wet. You might as well not wear anything at
all,” she said with a shrug.
    I was never one to be shy, so I just stood there glaring at
the man. He seemed tall, although he was sitting on our couch at the moment so
I couldn’t really tell. His short brown hair and muscular build made me think
he might just be military. As he stared at me and his laugh began to wane, I
noticed his eyes were the most breathtaking shade of blue I had ever seen. He
was definitely a handsome devil, but not nearly as beautiful as the goddess
that bounced toward him and sat on his lap.
    “I’m sorry. I thought it was Kara walking into the room. I
honestly didn’t mean to get you all wet. Although, I have to admit, I’m not
regretting it now that I see the end result.” Daniel seemed to be proud of
himself as he wrapped his arms around Kara’s ass and continued staring at me
with a wide grin spread across his face.
    “What the frack are the water balloons for anyway?” I asked
as I made my way further into the living room and sat next to the lovebirds. Gag me now, please.
    “Well, the water balloons were just an afterthought, but
obviously might be more fun than the silly game I made up,” Kara explained
while looking over at me and winking. Leaning back, I spread my arms out across
the sofa, clearly giving her an eyeful of my tits through my now see-through
tank. Her glossy lips curved into a smile at my bold gesture. Meathead sucked
in a quick breath and licked his lips, staring at me as if Kara wasn’t even
there. “Anyway, we were thinking of playing with these risqué candy hearts we
got at the monkey store…”
    “Wait, monkey store?” I asked as I grabbed the box of
candies she held up. “Oh! The toy store! I totally forgot you call that place
the monkey store.”
    “Yeah, well, I was thinking we could play some sort of
matching game and if we don’t get a match, we have to strip a piece of clothing
off. If we’re all stripped down and still don’t get a match, we then get pelted
by a water balloon!” Kara explained with excitement as she repositioned herself
between Daniel and me.
    “And what happens if we do get a match?” I asked, knowing
she was definitely not done torturing me for the night.
    “That’s the fun part! If you do get a match, you have to
perform whatever the hearts say to another player of your choice.”
    Looking at the box of candies once more, I realized why she
was so excited about this matching game. These hearts were, without a doubt,
very graphic and adult in nature. I definitely wanted to play this game with
Kara. I could do without the attractive meathead on the other side of the couch,
but it looked as though I had no other choice. Besides, it’s not like he’s a troll
or anything. I’m sure Kara and I could give him a night he would never forget. As
long as I get some one-on-one time with her, I’ll be happy.
    “I’m in. Let’s play,” I said, while grinning and tossing the
box of naughty candies on the table next to the filled water balloons.
    This is gonna be fun.
    “All right, Sam. You go first!” Kara directed excitedly. The
smile on her face always did me in.
    Kara took the time to lay all the hearts out in even rows on
the coffee table, bending over in the process and showing her ass to the
drooling man in the room. As she angled my way, I reached over and lightly
trailed my fingertips along the inside of her leg from her knee to the curve of
her ass. I was feeling bold and she obviously didn’t mind.
    A soft moan left her throat as she said, “Mmm. Getting
started early, are we?” Turning to look in Daniel’s direction, she realized he
wasn’t the one touching her. He was sitting back,

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