“Err no, of course not, Mr Cole! Okay, I was!” I giggled, covering my face with my hands.
“It’s okay, I have checked yours out many, many times, Miss Black!” he laughed loudly.
His blue eyes flashed wickedly. Taking off his hoodie, he draped it on the back of a chair. I wanted to run my hands down his rippling taut biceps. Zack’s arms were like the rest of him, completely gorgeous. His tattoo just peeked out of the sleeve of his t-shirt. Blood seemed to heat up through my aroused body.
Taking a gulp, I grabbed a cue and broke the game.
“Good shot, Miss Black!” he smiled, looking at my mouth.
I licked my lips nervously as I waited for him to take his shot.
We were level pegging in our game. I used to play pool regularly against my brother Jack. I was also fiercely competitive.
As I leaned over to take a tricky shot, he came behind me and gently touched the tops of my arms to help me get the shot. My skin turned hot at his soft touch. His groin pressed into my bottom. It felt like a jolt of adrenaline passing quickly through me. His hand slid down my arm slowly. His touch was so slow and tentative. A small moan escaped my throat. I coughed, trying to cover up the noise.
“There you go, just lean in a bit more, Jennifer,” he whispered as his large body pinned me to the table.
I swallowed as my heart rate quickened and a dull ache throbbed uncomfortably between my legs. His lips brushed my ear.
“Oh god!” he muttered as a deep moan escaped his beautiful mouth.
I managed to take the shot and felt his erection pressing into me. I wanted him so much and he was clearly really turned on. His sweet breath tickled at my neck as I felt his heart pounding.
I breathed out noisily as I realised that I had been holding my breath. I pictured him spreading me wide on the snooker table and thrusting into me really hard. My underwear grew damp with my arousal. Swallowing, I tried to push the erotic image out of my mind. Straightening up, I tried to compose myself. I must have looked a horny mess!
He stood back up and his hand touched his crotch to adjust his jeans, trying to relieve the pressure of his growing erection. His cheeks also flushed red. I looked away from him.
We continued our game, laughing nervously. He narrowly beat me. Zack shook my hand and gave me a kiss on the cheek. His lips were warm and soft on my skin.
“Not bad for a girl!” he laughed, looking down at me.
With his height he must do that a lot.
He gave me a cheeky wink. Heavy tension hung in the air between us. We both seemed really nervous each trying to anticipate the other’s next move.
“Zack, I know what this house would be fabulous for.”
“What pray tell?”
“Hide and seek!”
“What, are we twelve?”
“Scared I will beat you, Zack?” I said.
“You do know that you are looking at the New Orleans junior champion hide and seeker 1985!”
“Shall we make a little wager, Mr Cole?” I asked him in my best seductive voice.
“Yes, why not? What did you have in mind, Miss Black?”
“Err, the winner gets a massage from the loser!” I brazenly replied.
Where the hell did that come from?
I waited for his reply with a red face.
“Ooh, sounds kinky! You are most definitely on, Miss Black!”
“Okay, you can go first. I will wait here and count to one hundred. Get going then, Mr Cole!” I stepped forward and slapped his sexy arse quite hard.
He looked back at me, grinning.
Zack didn't need telling twice as he bolted out of the games room slamming the door behind him. I counted slowly to one hundred and flung the door open.
“I’m coming, ready or not!” I shouted feeling drunk and giddy.
I went into the large dining room and checked behind the curtains as they were the only place he could hide in there. I checked the snug, his study and the lounge. There was no sign of him. Creeping quietly up the stairs, I strained my ears for any noise to give away his location.
The sexy bastard was very good at this.
Going into the family bathroom, I realised he wasn’t there. I checked each bedroom in turn until I got to Scarlett’s room.
I looked under the bed, in the wardrobes and in her en-suite.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a tiny movement in a large window seat located underneath the bay window.
I ran over and flung the seat up to find him crunched up in the window seat. How the hell he fit his large frame into there, I had no idea.
He needed to add contortion to his many impressive skills.
“Ha! I found you. I thought you were the champion!” I giggled as he freed himself from his hiding place.
He took my hand as I pulled him out of the tight space. Zack clambered out and kissed me quickly on the lips. His soft lips surprised me as he ran off down the hallway.