Page 131 of Double Dare
“At least Aunt Candice was right about one thing,” Dom says as he stands. “We are all sex-crazed fools.”
“She said immature sex-crazed fools,” Jed corrects.
“Well…” Dom shrugs, following Liam to get changed.
It’s been a tiring day, so Jed and I sit in silence for a bit, stewing in our own thoughts and drinking whiskey we probably don’t need. We’re all talked out. There’s no point in bringing everything up. Gar’s going to do what he needs to do to fix things, and Mom dealt with Candice. That’s all that really matters, apart from Laken getting home and being okay.
We both perk up when Laken’s headlights flash through the front window. We watch her hop out, grab her board from the back, and walk up the front steps to bang the snow out of it.
“Whatever she needs,” Jed reminds me not to be selfish.
“I fucking know that,” I snap at him. He smirks. Asshole.
Laken walks in the front door looking like some snow goddess. She takes off her coat and hat, standing there in that teal and purple scarf she wears while boarding, looking fierce.
“Boys,” she greets us both, grinning.
It would seem nature really is the best medicine. This playful mood is not what I was expecting.
“Love,” Jed greets her.
“Bossy.” I smirk at her.
There’s this type of fire in her eyes tonight. It’s determined, but etched with something carefree and playful, and even though I don’t know what it means, I like it. I also like the guessing game of it because it’s always fun to find out what new moods Laken has.
Strutting her tight little body into the living room, she swipes the whiskey off the table and takes a swig before sitting down in front of us. Us on the couch, her on the coffee table, reminds me of the night she scolded us in the basement and made us admit to our shit. I smile at that memory, remembering how hard that night had been but how amazing it’s been since.
“Feel better, Lakes?” Jed asks.
She nods, taking another drink.
“Sorry about…” I trail off when she gives me a look to shut up.
“We’re not ashamed of this relationship, are we?” she asks.
“Fuck no,” I insist.
“No shame, love. Ever.”
She looks between the two of us and then grins. “Then I want this. Right now. I’m done waiting and building it up. It might be terrible and it might be great, but we’ve put all this pressure on the whole two dicks at once thing, and I want it. Right now.” She sets the bottle down. “Fuck me. Right now. At the same time.”
Cock hard. Holy shit.
I watch Jed’s fingers dig into his own legs. “Dom and Liam are here,” he lets her know.
“I don’t care. We’ve never been shy before, and if we really aren’t ashamed of this thing, then why should we start now?”
Well, point made for me. I don’t need any more convincing. My dick got hard when she pulled in, got harder when she undressed from her snow gear, tented my pants when she swigged from the bottle, and turned to granite when she got all determined to take two cocks. I’m in.
When Laken makes moves and becomes demanding, it does something to my mind. It turns me savage, makes me cocky, challenges me to rise up and compete with her, and creates this predatory beast within me.
Laken Chance unhinges me, and it’s one of the best feelings I’ve ever experienced. And now that she’s willing and ready for double penetration, something else snaps in my mind. A coil, used to tether my restraint.
Because Jed might be dominant, but I’m fucking deadly.
Chapter 50
My eyes roll back in my head as Jed grips my jaw, trying to force me to look at him. With my body filled to its absolute limit—physically, mentally, emotionally—I can barely manage more than blurred eye contact.