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them, not reading them in any depth, Chloe understood enough to gather that some of the cards held dares and others simply had questions written on them. Putting the box of cards back, she looked at the cover.
    A dating, getting-to-know-you game for all levels , the cover declared.
    “So remind me again, why are we playing this game of Dominic’s?”
    Samuel handed her the glass of wine and sat back in his own chair. Clearing his throat, he looked almost sheepish for a moment. “Uh, it’s not precisely Dominic’s.”
    Chloe just sat back and waited for the rest of the explanation.
    “You see, it was Dominic’s game, but he sort of gifted me with it after he married Mary.”
    Chloe felt her stomach twist. “You mean he played this game with Mary? If this is something they did I’m not sure I really want to follow after them. The mental images won’t be pretty.”
    Samuel started to blush, both worrying and amazing Chloe. “Uh…no…you don’t fully understand. Dominic…used…this game before he met your cousin.”
    Blinking, Chloe finally fitted the pieces together. “Oh. I understand. It’s one of those pick-up games? Where forced intimacy and a sharing of confidences brings a couple together. Eventually one thing leads to another and the couple end up in bed screwing madly. How close am I?”
    Samuel cleared his throat. “Uh, fairly close, I believe.”
    Chloe nodded. “I’ll remind you of your promise to leave when I’ve had enough.”
    Samuel nodded curtly.
    Chloe shrugged. If Samuel was still willing to leave when she told him to, she didn’t mind prying into his psyche. She was prepared to let him into a little of her mind as well. Fair was fair after all.
    Choosing a blue card, Chloe sat back to read it thoroughly. Absently, she checked with Samuel.
    “We’re starting out on the blue ones, right? No sense in spoiling the fun and jumping the gun to the medium or advanced dares right away.”
    A strangled grunt was the only reply she got. Looking up, she saw Samuel’s face scrunch as he sipped too much wine.
    Shrugging, she returned to the card. “What is your favorite sexual position ?”
    Chloe turned the card over. The back was blue, the front white with the simple words written neatly. No indication was given as to whether Chloe answered the question herself or asked Samuel for his answer. Smiling, she figured with the lack of directions, she might as well make it up on the spot.
    “So, Samuel,” she purred, enjoying playing the vixen for once, “tell me all about your favorite sexual position.”
    Samuel took one more sip of his wine, then set the glass down on the coffee table. Sitting back, he removed his sneakers and relaxed his posture in the chair. Steepling his fingers to support his head, Samuel seemed to take the question very seriously.
    “My favorite …hmmm…you certainly don’t pull any punches, love. I suppose if I simply had to cut it down to one favorite position, I’d prefer the woman on top. I love seeing a lady astride me, pumping away, taking her pleasure and giving me incredible pleasure in return.”
    Chloe felt her mouth dry slightly at the mental images she found searing across her mind. Herself, astride Samuel, thrusting down upon him to make him reach deep, deep inside her. Licking her lips, she tried to drag her mind away from the heated images.
    “Mmm…yeah…gotta admit a woman on top is probably my favorite position. What about you?”
    “Pardon?”
    “You, little girl. What’s your favorite sexual position?”
    Determined to be just as blatant and casual, Chloe sat back in her own chair, tucking her legs up underneath her. Mentally she ran through the list. Missionary was too ordinary, and though she enjoyed it, she liked to be a bit wild. Doggy style was fun, but certainly not her favorite. She enjoyed being on top, but refused to copy Samuel and appear as if she were copping out.
    “I’m not sure it’s my favorite favorite, but it certainly gets