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confused him and made him hesitate to either become close friends with her, or drag her to the nearest bed-like piece of furniture and fuck her senseless.
    In some respects, this card game was perfect for him. He hoped he could decide through the sharing of small intimacies and confidences whether he wanted a friendship-based relationship with Chloe or a sexually based one.
    His mind shied away from a deep enough relationship where they would be both friends and lovers. Treading down that path would ultimately only hurt both himself and Chloe, and he had no wish to hurt her. Fuck her ‘til they both dropped from sated exhaustion, yes, but hurt her, no.
    Samuel realized Chloe had been staring at her particular card for a few minutes now. Lost in his own thoughts as he had been, he hadn’t noticed the passing of time.
    “What is it? Come on, don’t kill me with the suspense.”
    He watched her shift uncomfortably. She shifted her legs underneath her and finally looked up from the small card.
    “Describe one of your favorite fantasies.”
    Samuel grinned. He had checked with Dominic before he and Mary had left that there wasn’t anything too personal on the cards. His brother had grinned in that charming manner that used to have women falling at his feet, and declared some of them came close to too personal, but nothing he hadn’t been able to handle.
    Samuel had grinned back at his brother, determined to pick up the gauntlet that had been thrown down.
    Samuel smiled into Chloe’s slightly worried eyes, sat back, and closed his own eyes. He tried to clear his mind—to picture a favorite fantasy—but nothing sprang to mind.
    He had a zillion fantasies, but he wanted a special one for Chloe. Thinking of her, picturing her naked and waiting for him, a scene began to form in his mind. He spoke aloud as the scene unfolded.
    “I’m naked and lying back on something soft. Bed, couch, rug—it doesn’t matter what it is. My fantasy woman kisses me, and I hungrily kiss her back, gently biting her soft lips.”
    With his eyes closed, Samuel could mentally see Chloe kissing him. He could feel himself tasting her soft, full lower lip. He tried not to groan and shifted in his chair.
    “She pulls back, and with lots of skin-on-skin contact, she strings kisses down my chest, arrowing downwards.” Samuel built the fantasy in his mind. He pictured Chloe kissing her way down his chest, wet kisses, nibbling, taking her time and enjoying the process.
    “My fantasy woman takes her time, draws out the moment. I think we’re in firelight; I enjoy the glow of the crackling flames shedding light on her brown hair. She nibbles me and kisses me. She works her way down my chest until she reaches my cock.”
    Pausing for a moment, eyes still closed, Samuel imagined what it would feel like to have Chloe pause for a similar moment as her chin lightly grazed his hugely erect staff.
    It would be painful ecstasy. Samuel cracked one eye open, gazed over at Chloe, still sitting with her legs crossed under her. Her eyes were wide and slightly glazed. Obviously she, too, was picturing what his fantasy would be like.
    Before he could lose the moment, Samuel re-closed his eyes, delving back into the fantasy that was quickly becoming his favorite.
    “She teases me a moment, but not for long. Before I need to guide her with my hand, she lowers her head and takes the whole head of my cock into her mouth. She’s warm, wet. I imagine it’s her pussy she’s taking me into.
    “Without real thought, I tilt my hips and try to get more of myself inside her. I can’t help it. The soft inner walls of her mouth are so wet and sucking on me. Her tongue flicks out and creates an electric reaction through me. I feel it arc from my toes all the way up through my cock. The tight contractions of her mouth as she sucks me harder drive me wild. I can feel the heat and urgency mount inside me, filling my whole body with the need to draw her closer and ram deep inside