Page 54 of Double Dare

Boners. Everywhere. She barely bats a lash, but she leaves us with the door open.

Kade throws his arm over his eyes, blocking the light. The scar on his side is still red through all his tats, but it’s healing nicely. It’s pretty much fully healed by now, which makes me happy because I’m sick of hearing him bitch about it. Laken won’t fuck him while he’s injured, so he’s been a moody prick lately.

I check our group chat, wondering if she’s awake yet. She went home to spend Christmas with her dad and wouldn’t let us come, saying we needed to be with our family. Clicking into the chat, I grin at a photo of her and Wyatt, dressed in Christmas sweaters, holding up coffee mugs. They have the same eyes, and the smiles on their faces are worth the time apart. She looks happy to be home.

My dick wakes up even more, recognizing my girl. She gets back tomorrow, and I can’t fucking wait. When another message pops up, I rub my eyes to read it.

Laken: Miss you boys. Merry Christmas. Start prepping for my imminent return. This should tide you over ;)

A video comes through next. Fucking hell, woman. Yes. She’s spread eagle on her childhood bed, a pink vibrator between her legs. I turn up the volume to hear the audio, my hand already landing on my cock. When she moans, Kade’s head pops up.

“What the fuck? She sent you a video?”

“She sent it to the group chat. Check your phone.”

“I left it at the shop.” He climbs out of bed, peeking over my shoulder with a groan. He throws on a pair of sweatpants. “Hurry up and give me your phone after.” He walks out, closing the door to give me some privacy.

I start the video over without getting to the end. I reach inside my boxers, pulling my cock out and giving it a few strokes. I want to come when she does, and I’ve never had a problem timing my orgasm with hers. I run my thumb over my slit when Laken bites her lip, the vibrator up against her clit. When she slides the toy inside her slick pussy, I spit in my palm and jerk myself off, burning up already. I jerk faster when her legs squeeze together and her moans match her hand’s movements. I’m right into it when she alternates between fucking herself with that toy and rubbing it against her clit. I’m jealous of a fucking vibrating dildo.

Her legs splay, the toy coming out to press against her clit, and with one throaty moan, she’s coming on screen and I’m blowing all over my abs, panting like a fucking dog. Three minutes. Not even. That’s all it takes for me to bust over a video of my girl. I’m going to have to work on my endurance before she gets back. When she smirks at the camera like she knew I’d already be coated in cum, I laugh, missing that smirk so much.

I click out of the video and call her, my cum still cooling on my stomach.

“Morning, caveman,” she answers. “Merry Christmas.”

“Thanks for the gift, Lake. Merry Christmas.”

“Kinda bummed you didn’t send me one.”

Never even occurred to me. In all my years, I’ve never once sent a jerk video, but fuck, I should have thought of that. “Just hurry up and get home so I can fuck you properly.”

“You better jerk off all day so you last when I get there,” she laughs.

“Already planning on it,” I admit. “Having fun?”

“Yeah. I’ve missed my dad. You guys?”

“We’re just getting up. Kade left his phone at work, so he’s going to barge in here any minute and demand my phone.”

Laken laughs. “He always forgets his phone somewhere. Say hi to your family for me.”

“Will do, love. Say hi to Wyatt. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow night.”

“Love you.”

“Fuck, I love you.” And miss her. Holy fuck, I never realized how attached I was until she left me.

I clean myself up, take a piss with a semi, wipe the dribbles off the toilet seat, and head to the kitchen with my phone in hand. My grandparents, Uncle Randy, Aunt Tammy, my brothers, Nina, Gen, and Liam are all here, sitting around the kitchen table.

Grabbing a random Dare Resort hoodie off the back of a chair, I throw it on as I sit down. Kade’s sipping a coffee, but he takes my phone when I slide it across the table for him.

“Hey,” Mom scolds him when he stands. “Sit. You’re having breakfast with us.”

“Are you two sharing porn videos now, too?” Hardin asks. “Do you two…?”

I punch Hardin in the shoulder. “Don’t be sick, you dumb fuck. Where’s Frey?”

“Coming later,” he admits after he made a big deal about inviting his ‘not girlfriend’ over for Christmas dinner.