Marissa what had come over her when she thought of this ridiculous game, but no way on earth was she going to back down now.

“So he thought he was going to win. We will see about that,” she thought, surprised that she was actually feeling excited with the thought of besting him.

Bernard lay down on the roomy couch and drew her closer. “Well, since this evening seemed not to proceed as I had anticipated, what do you suggest we do to while the time away?” he kissed her ear as he whispered, “I am open to lots and lots of suggestions.”

“Wow, he really intended to go hard...