The lights were dimmed as the women who now knew the men who’d been hitting on them had more going on than any of them had previously thought. Kel led the way as the three went to their men. She slid her arm around Ethan’s shoulders as she came up behind him as he sat at the bar with his two friends.

He turned to find her face close to his. “Welcome back, Kel. I’ve missed ya.”

“Have you now?” she asked in a husky whisper. “We can’t have that. How about you and I retreat to a table in the back?” She nudged his shoulder with her chin. “I’d like to get to know more about you, Ethan Southern.”

He felt a surge of heat move through him, ending with a solid thump in his jeans. “We can do that, my love.”

Kel fought the urge to slap the crap out of him as he used such a sweet term of endearment. With what he wanted, it was a crime to use such niceties with her. She took his hand and led him away from the bar and his no-good friends. Her sisters would take care of those rouges.

Cait wrapped her arms around Phoenix as she approached him from behind. He groaned a bit with her soft touch. Her lips pressed against his neck just below his left ear. “Wanna go hide in a corner booth and talk?”

He didn’t want to talk anymore. But he said, “Sure.” As he stood up, he placed his hand on the small of her back, steering her to one of the darker corners of the pub.

Jess was young and inexperienced at such blatant sexual approaches. She had to rely on being cute when she got to Griffin. She moved up next to him and placed her clasped hands on the bar in front of her. “I guess that just leaves the two of us to figure out how to spend our time while our friends make-out.”

Griff cleared his throat as he looked the tall, dark blonde young lady up and down. “I think I can entertain you, Jess.” He got off the bar stool and took her hand in his, leading her off to another remote area of the pub where no one would see them.

Jess was nervous. She’d never done such a thing as lead a man to think they’d get more than what they’d be getting. But she was furious that it was her who was chosen to be a part of the men’s sordid bet. Trying to hold her temper was a thing she found hard to do. But she’d figure out how to do it. She wanted Griff to hurt when she disappeared on him. The same way he planned on screwing her then disappearing.

The ladies all had their men right where they wanted them. And the men thought they had their women where they wanted them. Completely unaware they were the ones being played, had the guys making jackasses of themselves as they dug themselves further into the murky depths of their deceptions.

Ethan was pleasantly surprised to find Kel had gotten over her aversion to touching each other. Her hands were all over him. Moving over his shoulders, down his strong arms as she turned to face him in the booth. “You work out, don’t you?”

“I do,” he said then leaned in to kiss her cheek. “And you seem like you do some exercising yourself.”

“No, I work a lot. I’m on my feet, moving around more than most,” she said then turned her face to catch his lips which lingered near hers. She had to keep telling herself that it was all fake.

So what if his lips felt like liquid heat as they pressed against hers? Who cared if he knew how to ease his tongue past her lips and into her mouth with a confidence she’d never experienced before?

Her head was going light with his kiss. It was soft yet demanding. His tongue ran around hers with a slow twist that had her inner recesses pulsing with pleasure. The man knew his way around a woman’s mouth, she thought. Kel was sure he’d kissed more than his fair share of women in his time. She had to remind herself that the man she was kissing was a cad. A man who’d bet his friends he could get her into bed, or wherever he planned on trying to get into her pants before either of them could get her sisters into their beds.

The thought had her getting mad, and she found her nails biting into his massive biceps. He took it to mean she was getting more passionate and leaned her back onto the red, fake leather covered booth chair. His body felt so damn right as he pressed his to hers.

Ethan had to admit that Kel was a fantastic kisser. He couldn’t recall a woman ever feeling so right in his arms. She tasted like spearmint, smelled like wildflowers, and felt like Heaven. He pulled his mouth from hers and whispered, “Kel, I dare say, you kiss like an angel.”

She narrowed her eyes at him with a harsh glare that had him worried for a moment. Then the glare turned into a sweet smile. “And you kiss like Satan, Ethan. Perhaps I could lend you some of my good, and you could show me some of your evil?”

He growled with lust for the beautiful woman then he had to kiss her again. She was spectacular. Their breaths mingled as they kissed and ran their hands all over the other. Touching only the appropriate areas so far. But Ethan’s temptation was getting the best of him. His palms ached to cup her plump breasts. But he didn’t dare move too fast. After all, what he wanted was a thing he didn’t think she’d be easy to give up. He wouldn’t make his move until he had her panting and begging him to give her what he could tell she needed.

Kel laughed inside her head, Ethan wouldn’t be getting what he needed from her!

Phoenix was feeling more need for Cait than he’d anticipated. She was like a force of sexual prowess as they kissed and pressed their bodies together as close as they could while still having clothes on. Her hands persistently cupped his manhood then she’d move them away, making him hard as a rock.

When she moved her mouth to kiss his neck, he groaned, “My God, woman, what you do to me.”

Cait was more than proud to hear him say those words. She’d tried hard to make him ache for her. And he’d hurt a lot worse when she left his ass alone for the night. No, Phoenix Nelson would not be getting into her panties!

But she cooed into his ear, “What I want you to do to me is almost illegal, Phoenix. Tell me, do you have a problem tying me up if I ask you to? She bit his neck, making him moan.

He took a handful of her deep auburn hair and yanked it back, making her moan too. As he looked into the ocean green of her eyes, he said, “You like it rough, Caity-cat?”

“Let’s just say, I can’t wait for you to go savage on me,” she said with a sly grin.

His cock pulsed against her where she was grinding on him. It made her ache to feel him inside her. But she’d deny herself that pleasure. She wasn’t keen on being a part of a bet after all.

Jess was finding herself falling into Griffin’s arms far too quickly. The way he softly moved his hands over her arms and shoulders, told her he could be that guy. The one she’d been dreaming about. The man who knew how to handle her the way she craved. Gentle touches were a thing she’d never experienced. Her boyfriends had all been young and gropey.

When his mouth left hers, leaving her lips pulsing from the kiss he’d given her, she found herself nearly lost in his hazel eyes. The color had gone stormy, and she could see how much he wanted her. “Griff, will you be keeping in touch with me after this night?” she found herself asking.

When he took in a deep breath, it reminded her that she was just part of a bet he’d made and nothing more than that. What he was doing was all an act to get her into bed. When his lips moved, she watched them as the words came out of his mouth, “I don’t think I want a day to go by without hearing your voice, Jess. That’s the God’s honest truth.” He moved back in for another kiss, and Jess felt like he might be telling the truth. Frustration and fear filled her as she went voracious on him, kissing him with a vengeance she didn’t know she had in her.

Why did he have to be using her?