“We’re not twelve, man,” Theo mutters.
“I’m more than aware. I wasn’t going to suggest you go and egg one of the neighbours.” Alex rolls his eyes. “We can come up with much better shit than that.”
“I’m in,” Stella says happily, quickly followed by Brianna, who is probably just hoping she gets the chance to torture Nico.
“Fine, fuck it. I’m in,” Emmie announces. “Boss?” she purrs, looking up at Theo through her lashes.
“Fine,” he mutters, sounding anything but happy about it.
“How do we pick who goes first?” Calli asks, sounding more excited by this than I expected her to.
“Easy,” Brianna says, pushing from her seat on the sofa and walking around the table in the middle of us all. A smile twitches at my lips when she bends over in front of Nico, giving him a right eyeful of whatever she might—or knowing Bri, or might not—be wearing beneath her short skirt.
Jodie snorts a laugh as we watch Nico’s eyes almost pop out of his head.
“He’s aware he’s started a battle with her that he’ll never win, right?” she whispers in my ear.
“Nico believes he never loses anything.”
“Well, that’s bullshit, right there,” she barks.
“You don’t need to tell me that, baby.”
She finally stands back up and places his empty beer bottle in the middle of the table and spins.
“And we thought truth or dare was childish. Spin the bottle, really?” Nico taunts.
“What? So you’d refuse to kiss me if the bottle decided that was your fate?”
Brianna’s voice is pure sex as she stands before him and drags her hand down her body seductively.
“She’s good,” I confess to Jodie.
“He doesn’t stand a fucking chance. She’ll take what she wants and spit him right back out again.”
“Literally?” I ask with a laugh and earn myself a gentle slap around the head.
“You’re such a boy.”
I shrug, not really giving a shit. “Maybe. I prefer it when you swallow though, Demon.”
She squirms on my lap, and my cock swells as her arse grinds against it.
Brianna drops back into her seat as the bottle comes to a stop on Alex.
“Ah good, we get to torture the instigator of this bullshit first,” Theo mutters.
“Truth or dare?” Brianna asks with a shit-eating grin on her face.
“Truth.”
“Pussy,” Nico scoffs behind his fist.
“Okay… who around this table have you fantasised about while getting off?” Bri asks happily.
Alex’s eyes hop from each of our girl’s to the next. “What’s this, starting easy?” he asks, taking a pull on his beer.
“I guess that all depends on your answer.”