“True. Well, I’m sorry to disappoint, boys, but you’re all far, far away from my wank bank material. Stella and Calli, however…”
“Alex,” Calli squeals in horror as Nico launches an empty can at his head, which he catches with ease.
“What, bro? Would you rather I was thinking about you?” Alex makes a show of checking Nico’s body out while he wraps his arm around Calli’s shoulders when she tries to escape.
Nico scoffs, because Alex announces loudly, “Don’t worry, baby C. You’re always the best I’ve ever had.”
“Well, obviously,” Calli huffs.
“Isn’t she a virgin?” Jodie whispers in my ear.
“As far as I know. Pretty sure someone is going to steal that soon, though. Alex is like a dog in heat.”
“He wouldn’t… would he?”
“With this much alcohol involved, I wouldn’t like to say.”
“Right, my turn.” Alex rubs his hands together and reaches forward to spin the bottle for his victim.
It comes to a stop in front of Theo and Emmie, and with her tucked right into his side it could easily be either of them.
“Emmie,” Alex announces.
“How’d you figure that?” she argues. “It could just as easily be Theo.”
“Because, Hellcat,” Alex winks as Theo rolls his eyes at him, “our pussy of a boss here will choose truth, and I’ve got something much more fun up my sleeve.”
“Great,” she mutters. “Do your worst then, Deimos.” Emmie grabs her abandoned cocktail and throws it back in one. “Dare.”
The smile that curls at Alex’s lips is pure fucking evil.
“This is about to get messy, isn’t it?” Jodie whispers as apprehension crackles around us.
“Did you ever think it wouldn’t?”
“Fair point,” she mutters as Alex turns his attention toward Stella, and I groan, knowing exactly what’s coming. I can read his dirty thoughts like a fucking book.
“Emmie, I dare you to kiss Stella.”
Without missing a beat, Emmie stands and throws her long, dark hair over her shoulder.
“Is that it?” she asks. “I thought you were going to give me a challenge.”
Alex’s chin drops while Theo and Seb watch with more than a little interest darkening their eyes.
Not as invested in the outcome as them, I slide my arm under Jodie’s bare legs and pull her further onto my lap.
She was only wearing my shirt when everyone turned up, and much to my delight, she hasn’t changed since.
“Toby,” she gasps as I run my hand up her inner thigh to find out if she’s snuck on a pair of knickers recently. I know for a fact she wasn’t wearing any earlier.
“What?” I ask innocently. “I just need to check something.”
“Sure you—” Her gasp cuts off her words.
“You’re a dirty girl, Demon. Sitting here getting all nice and wet for me without any underwear on.”
I slide my fingers through her folds, painting her skin with her own juices.