Page 36 of Double Dare

“Mmmm,” she moans, clamping down on me.

“Shit,” I groan, holding her down as hard as I can, burying myself in her so deep I explode.

As she comes, her nails dig into the back of my neck and her fist tightens on the base of Kade’s cock. My eyes almost shut through my orgasm, but they snap back open when Kade touches her chin, pulling her back just a bit. I see it. I watch it. I watch my brother come on her tongue, spurting until she’s licking and swallowing and sucking him clean.

Goddamn. How is this so hot?

“Ah, Lake…” Kade’s praise doesn’t know what it wants to say, but the look on his face is pure bliss. Bliss that took him forever to find.

He pulls back, swiping a thumb over her lower lip. She licks it, looking up at him. He nods his head at me, and Laken turns to face me, his cum glistening on her lips. She licks them again, and then she gets a devious glint in her eyes.

Another dare. Holding me to my word that it wouldn’t gross me out.

“Think you can throw me off that easy, love?” I laugh, leaning forward, losing the rest of my dignity, and kissing her messy lips. No shame. Ever. I should probably find some at some point.

“I love you,” she whispers against my lips, low enough for Kade not to hear. I kiss her back, telling her without words because, yeah, our relationship is changing, and things are getting hot as fuck, and boundaries are breaking and lines are blurring, but that love is still there. Growing and morphing and becoming even stronger.

I lick my lips just to prove I’m a complete perv, and then I put her hand in Kade’s. He pulls her off my lap and I stand up so she can take a break in my chair. Then we stand in front of her, eyes glazed, thoughts in the gutters of hell, cocks re-hardening.

“Shit, take a picture,” Kade marvels.

Cum on her lips. Cum leaking from her pussy. Yes. Holy hell.

“No pictures,” Laken snaps. “Water. Now.”

We did it. No awkwardness. Yet. First really blurry encounter out of the way.

My mind is already working through every dirty fantasy I’ve ever had.

Chapter 15

I’m tattooing the wrist of this twenty-ish-year-old blond, and she’s not even being subtle about hitting on me. Fortunately, my spank bank and mental reserves are full-up, and I’m having no problem blocking her out.

Shit, last night was hot. I feel like an idiot for worrying about it so much. When things started happening, they just happened with no reservations and no hard feelings. Not from Laken or Jed, and even I locked away my guilty conscience and got completely swept up in the act.

Holy fuck, Laken can suck a dick. Yeah, I’d seen her suck Jed’s cock before, but my god. To feel it, to watch it, to control it. Hard just thinking about it. Then my possession almost got me in trouble. To see my cum on her lips filled me with the sense that she was mine, too.

So, fuck it. I’m done overthinking it, and I’m done being afraid of it. Yeah, Jed’s my brother, and it might be weird as hell to be with the same girl, but it doesn’t matter to me anymore. Unconventional is the name of my game, and whatever weirdness comes from this, the sense of rightness comes more. I’m not into Jed. Not a fucking chance. Block him out most of the time, to be honest, but to work together like that was more than I thought it’d be. Yeah, it turns me on to see Laken in pleasure because of him, but that’s just because sex is sexy. It has nothing to do with Jed being my brother, and maybe I have too easy of a time blocking that fact out, but I’m gonna roll with it.

Laken had a shower after we gawked at her all coated in cum, and she wouldn’t let either of us join her. So, we stood there, getting dressed, not really saying anything, but not feeling too weird about it either. Jed pretty much just said, ‘yeah, that was hot as fuck,’ and I agreed, and that was the end of it. All three of us fell asleep on the couch, but sometime in the middle of the night, Laken went to bed, and by the time I woke up, it was morning, Jed was snoring on the other end of the couch, and Laken had already left.

I called Dad, he came and got us, and that was all there was to it.

I finish up with the blond, tell her I’m not single, even though I don’t know if that’s true or not, and watch her leave with no interest to chase. I’ve changed, and it feels good.

“You could have been nicer, you dick,” Maeve says, walking up to the counter with me. “She tried so hard.”

“Nicer? I treated her like I treat everyone else.” I check the online schedule for tomorrow.

“You full-on ignored her that whole time. And she still gave you her number,” Maeve laughs, shaking her head at me.

“You spying on me, Mae?”

“I’m being a boss. Treating customers with respect is part of our job description.” She smiles.

“Oh, I respected her effort, her hustle, and her lack of shame. All the power to her. Plus, she was a decent client.”

“Good. Don’t stop, or I’ll fire your ass,” she says. “Okay, I have another date with Ben tonight. The whole sex thing never came up, as you know, because you already got me in shit for it, but now I’m thinking I might…break up with him.”

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