Page 101 of Double Dare
“So fucking sexy, Laken,” he groans.
Get a new line, bud. Jesus.
They’re a mess of breath and sweat, and even though I try not to intrude on their moment, I get caught up in the way they look at each other. I’ve never seen someone look at someone else the way Jed looks at Laken. It’s no fucking secret that he loves her. I mean, that’s obvious as shit, but he looks at her like she’s the goddamn Northern Lights, and every time he sees her, he finds something new to admire and adore. I respect it so much, and I get it. So if he wants to groan out his ‘so sexy, Laken’ lines, I’ll let it slide, because sexy to him means something between the two of them.
When their moment is over, Jed grins at her. “Don’t let him back out now, love.” He kisses her lips and gives me a smug look. Yeah, fuck you, man. He sets her ass down on the coffee table, pushing all my buttons by sliding her over until she’s right in front of me, and then spreading her legs for the big reveal.Yeah, his cum is seeping out of her pussy, and I’m twisted enough to think it’s hot rather than disgusting.
“You gonna stare all night, or are you going to fuck me, Kade?”
My eyes snap to hers. There she is, my bossy bitch. Take charge and fight me for it, Laken, because nothing is hotter than a fight for control with you.
“I knew you’d be a little bitch,” she says, looking right past me to Jed. “Jed, again.”
My heart rate accelerates and my dominant side slides to the forefront. She brings it out of me effortlessly, and she knows exactly how to goad me into reacting. “Do you know how needy you sound, Bossy?” I undo my pants.
“Do you know how lacking you are in fulfilling my needs?” she counters, making Jed laugh. Then the little shit runs her fingers through her pussy, dragging Jed’s cum up to her clit. Her eyes intensify and her devious grin turns into parted lips and a silent gasp.
She wins. But I’m not going to be a pushover about it.
Standing, I drop my pants right in front of her, grabbing her hands and making her hook her fingers in my boxers. She gets the silent demand, tugging them out and down. My cock springs free right in front of her face, and before she gets the chance to make her next move, I fist my hand in her hair hard enough to have her wincing and pull her mouth to my dick.
“Better get me nice and wet then, Bossy.” I push on the back of her head.
Laken’s mouth opens, and I force myself inside. Her thighs clamp together and her hands hold my hips, fingers digging into my skin as she bobs her head all on her own. My hand stays in her hair while she sucks me off, her tongue twirling around the ring and saliva running down my shaft. I take all of three seconds to look at Jed, reminding him of the promise he once made me to always keep me in check; he nods and goes back to watching Laken.
When she reaches for my cock, I pin her hands to my hips and fuck her mouth. Gentle at first, letting her get used to it, but once her jaw relaxes and her eyes look up at mine, I go harder. What a powerful fucking woman. She never fails to amaze me.
I pull out, and Laken heaves out a gasp, drool dripping down her chin. Bending to run my tongue through it and up to her lips, I give her a little bite and say, “Am I still lacking, Laken?”
She’s too breathless to give me a comeback, and I take that as a win. Kneeling in front of her, I spread her thighs open again, dragging the head of my cock through the mess between her legs. I look at her, eyes connected, feral grins on both our faces, and then I slam inside her like I fucking own her.
Because I do.
And she owns all of me.
“Fuck,” Laken gasps, grabbing my biceps for balance.
“This what you needed, Bossy? Being fulfilled yet?”
“Mmm.”
“Am I twisted enough for you? Fucked up enough for your liking?” I fuck her hard, her ass in my hands and our skin slapping together.
“So. Perfect. So…Kade.” She forces her head forward to look at me again.
Yeah, perfectly twisted. I’ll own it. “You like that I’m fucking you with his cum, don’t you?” Because she’s just as twisted as I am. As Jed is. We’re all one big fucking mess of morally gray ideals and sinister desires, but I fucking love it.
Laken rambles some shit but doesn’t give me the answer I want, so Jed, now in a pair of boxers, sits behind her on the table and wraps a hand around her throat from behind. “Words, Laken. He needs to hear them.”
“I do. I like it. It’s…fuck, so dirty.”
Damn right it is. I pull out, rubbing the tip of my cock through her slit all the way from clit to ass. “When are you going to let me fuck this ass, Bossy?”
She moans.
“You know how many times I’ve fantasized about it?” So many times that it prevented me from taking that step with Maeve. I wanted it to be Laken, even back then, when I had no shot with her.
“But you haven’t,” Laken says, a challenge in her tone.