The Games We Play Vol. 2 (Riley Grayson) by Nelson Elizabeth

Author:Nelson, Elizabeth [Nelson, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Elizabeth Nelson Books
Published: 2014-10-23T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

“I cannot believe you did that, Ali!” Hilary shouted over the loud music.

Ali laughed and shrugged. She couldn’t believe she had either. It felt good. Real good. She was riding high on confidence and the coat tails of freedom. “He did it, too!” she shouted back. Then she took out her cell phone and pulled up the picture Riley had sent her, holding it out for Hilary to see.

Hilary’s eyes widened and her mouth formed an “O”. “Holy shit!” Hilary took the phone from Ali and brought it closer to her face. “Jesus, Ali. He’s fucking huge! No wonder you’ve been going on and on about him incessantly.”

Ali playfully smacked her friend, then took her phone back, admiring the picture again. She practically had the image memorized, seared permanently into her brain. Riley’s hard cock, his hand wrapped around himself. She’d stared at it for almost half an hour before getting in the shower, and then she’d masturbated to the image. Was it Saturday yet?

“Told you,” Ali said with smug satisfaction. “He’s totally worth it.”

“Yeah, you did. Repeatedly.” Hilary winked, and then shifted on her bar stool, looking out at the crowd. “Think any guy in here is as big?”

“I doubt it.” In Ali’s mind, Riley was a sex God. No one would ever measure up to him, but it might be fun to try. “What’s the game plan?”

“We each find a guy or two, flirt with him, and then get him alone to see if he, ahem, measures up.” Hilary laughed. “Loser buys drinks the rest of the night.”

“Okay,” Ali hesitated, knowing she could wait until Saturday. “You’re on.” Ali sipped from her drink and visually perused the crowd much like a predator stalks its prey, watching and waiting for the perfect victim.

There was a tall, black haired guy in the corner who was kind of cute. He had wire rimmed glasses that made him look smart and sophisticated as opposed to nerdy. Hilary had once told her that the nerdy guys tended to have bigger penises, but that she could never find herself attracted to them. According to Hilary, they wanted to spend just as much time talking as they did fucking, and Hilary found that to be a waste of time. They just weren’t her type. She liked older, sexier and men with money.

Ali didn’t mind, though. She and Pat used to talk and have sex all the time. Of course, she’d been in a long term committed relationship with Pat, which was much different than Hilary’s revolving door of one night stands.

Next to the glasses guy was a shorter, muscle bound guy. He was cute, too, with a military cut and tattoos. He was a bit too muscular for Ali’s tastes. She liked a guy who took care of himself, but when the muscles were so big they distorted the rest of his body, no thanks! She liked strong, sure, but she didn’t need the Hulk.

She continued to let her gaze roam slowly over the room.

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