“I hate to break it to you, Jodie, but your best friend is a whore. Aren’t you, Siren?” He takes her foot in his hands and presses his thumb into the arch.
Bri’s eyes shutter and she sucks in a sharp breath.
“And by the time I’ve finished, I guarantee she’ll be wet and begging me for it.”
“As if,” Bri spits. “I’ve got eyes on someone else tonight.” Her attention moves over his shoulder toward Alex, who looks a little like a deer caught in headlights.
“I guess it’s a good thing Alex and I are the perfect team then, isn’t it? The things we could both do to you, Siren… it would blow your mind.”
Suddenly, Toby seems to remember that he was in the middle of something. His fingers move as Nico drops his head and kisses a trail up Bri’s foot toward her ankle. And the shameless slut she is, she parts her thighs for him, allowing him to see exactly what he really wants. I just hope she’s wearing more underwear than I am.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you’re falling apart for me, Demon,” Toby growls in my ear as I continue to watch the show.
A moan rumbles deep in my chest as Bri fights to keep her composure while Nico’s got his hands on her.
Something tells me that she’s regretting this dare, because Nico isn’t the only one it’s torturing right now.
“It’s a damn shame the dare wasn’t to get her off like this, cos I reckon I could do it,” he announces arrogantly.
“Fuck off. You could barely even get me off when I gave you a road map to my clit.”
We all know she’s lying. Well, at least Toby and I do, because the way he made her scream when they’ve been together points toward the fact that he is more than capable.
“Sure. You keep believing that, Siren. None of my boys believe you anyway.”
“All right, enough,” Alex says eventually, calling time on the shameless flirting. “Spin, Cirillo,” he demands.
Nico releases Bri’s foot, but he doesn’t get up from his spot between her legs. Ever the optimist.
Each spin of the bottle seems to take longer and make my heart rate rocket even more.
But it seems that fate is on our side again, because it comes to a stop in the exact same position it started in.
“Oh, Siren. How the table has turned. Truth or dare, babe?”
Without missing a beat, Bri squares her shoulders and firmly says, “Dare.”
“If they start fucking, we’re leaving,” Toby whispers in my ear. “The only person I want to watch grinding down on a cock is you on mine.”
“So romantic,” I tease.
“Oh baby,” he whispers, curling his fingers once more. “I know just how to treat you right.”
“You’d have got me off by now if that was true,” I sass.
“Delayed gratification, baby. Or maybe I’m just waiting for you to get so desperate that I get to dare you to ride me when it’s our turn.”
His eyes flash with heat at his words, and my muscles clamp down on his fingers.
“Don’t pretend you wouldn’t. We both know you love an audience. And you’re not the only one.” My brows pull together in confusion until I look over at Nico, who’s now looming over Bri like a predator.
“I dare you to resist me.”
“Oh Jesus,” I moan, as Toby’s fingers twist and Nico dips, burying his face in Bri’s neck.
“You beg, moan, or make any move, you forfeit.”
“What’s the forfeit?” she asks, already sounding dangerously close to losing.