Betting it All
Betting it all By ProfPotts ?Just fold already, Claire ? you?ve nothing left to bet anyway.? Kyle grinned across the kitchen table (currently pressed into service as a card table for the gang?s poker night) at her nakedness, his dark eyes glittering as he obviously enjoyed watching her squirm. It had all started innocently enough; the six of them having a few drinks and enjoying each other?s company as they played cards, but as inhibitions dropped, the stakes had risen. Soon clothes had joined...