I didn't really have any kitten tattoos. But if I had, she would be finding out about them real soon. Way before I learned about hers.

Camille was creaming me.

Even worse, she was counting each damn piece of jewelry as a clothing item!

I was sitting there in my pants with no shirt, shoes or socks. And she was still fully clothed! All she'd lost were her shoes and her damn earrings.

I won the next hand. And the next. Her necklace was gone now. And the bracelet.

I was smiling through the next hand when I lost my pants. She watched appreciatively as I stood up and pushed my pants down. I was wearing boxer briefs that did little to hide the size or stiffness of my package.

I watched her watching me. Her eyes were wide as they flicked down over my body and froze. Then they darted up to mine. I smiled.

Yes honey, you give me a boner.

A giant one.

I sat down and smiled at her while she dealt the next hand. I could tell she was flustered by my obvious arousal. I didn't mind. It worked to my advantage. I needed her off balance. I played a little footsie under the table with her chilly little toes.

I knew it was working when she lost the next hand.

She set her cards down and picked up her drink. I leaned back and rubbed my finger over my lips. I was waiting for her to get her nerve up to show me the goods.

She'd run out of jewelry.

And shoes.

It was finally time for that fancy silk dress of hers to come off. I wanted to look my fill at her. I wanted to eat her up and store her away for a rainy day.

All the rainy days.

"You're not welching, are you?"

She set her drink down and stood.

"Of course not. Also, my father is one quarter Welsh. So I wouldn't use that expression around him."

I stared at her hungrily, itching to tear the dress off of her.

"I don't want to talk about your father right now."

She shook her head and her hair went tumbling over her shoulders. She slid one strap over her shoulder and smiled at me.

"Neither do I."

The dress seemed to shimmer as it slid down over her luscious curves. I inhaled sharply at the sight of her gleaming flesh. The mounds of her breasts shivering slightly in the sheer black lace bralette she wore. It matched the panties.

The panties that made my mouth go dry.

Her pussy- her gloriously pouty, small, hairless pussy was visible through the lace. I could practically taste it.

I was going to taste it.

Now dammit.

"Down boy."

She sat down across from me and picked up her cards.

"The games not over yet."

I swallowed, trying to regain control of myself. I'd been about to tear those little scraps of lace off her body. I could barely think, let alone talk.

She smiled at me and pushed the cards across the table. It was my turn to deal. But I couldn't think straight.

"Deal. I want to see that kitten."

I growled at her, ignoring the cards.

"You can see it right now."

She wagged her finger at me.

"No, I think don't think so. I want to earn it."

"Camille…"

She sipped her drink as I sat there, gripping the arms of the chair. I felt like a wild animal, ready to devour my prey. I would have her dammit. Now!

I stood up and shoved the table aside. Cards went flying everywhere. I had her up on her feet and in my arms in the blink of an eye. I moaned at the contact between us. Her body felt like heaven. Her skin was so silky and plump and right. Her breasts pressed into my chest in a miraculous way.

She was perfect.

I had her leg up and hooked over my hip in two seconds. I had my tongue in her mouth in three. I was guiding her towards the bedroom in four.

I lifted her clear off the floor and placed her in the center of the bed. Then I jumped on top of her. She let out a squeak as the bed bounced up and down. I wrapped myself around her dainty frame, grinding into her as the beast inside me took over.

"Cade."

I was tugging at her fancy underthings when she took my face and made me look at her. Her big blue eyes were so serious that my stomach did a flip-flop. I had no idea what she was going to say but I knew I wasn't going to like it.

"I'm not going to have sex with you tonight, Cade."

She smiled at me.

"But we can do everything else."

"Why? Are you a virgin?"

She shook her head.

"I just- I don't sleep around Cade. Okay?"

It hurt, I'm not going to lie. But I nodded.

"Alright, sweetheart. We don't have to do anything you don't want to. Just let me- Jesus, let me touch you."

She lay back and smiled at me.

"You can do whatever you want. Except that."