Page 19 of Tamed By You

I smooth my hands over my thighs, nerves hitting me, and I clear my throat.

Don't be such a pussy, it’s a little slap. You've had worse.

She steps forward, towering over me. Kate stands to the side of her with the drinks on the tray. She reaches for the clear shot. Vodka I assume as it’s her favorite drink. lifting it in the air, giving me a little nod. She brings the shot to her lips, letting the liquid pool in her mouth and holding it there before she leansdown, placing her soft hands on either side of my face, holding me firmly in place.

I open my mouth, my hands instinctively drifting up her smooth thighs, landing on her hips. Her breathing hitches loud enough that only I can hear. Our eyes lock for a moment, my heart thumping in anticipation. She brings her mouth close to mine, our lips almost touching. Her blonde waves fall forward, tickling my cheeks. She opens her mouth and lets the cold liquid flow from hers into mine and I close my eyes as it burns the back of my throat.

It feels like time stands still, the music fades and all I can feel is her hands on my face and her sweet coconut scent swirling around me.

I am abruptly shaken from my haze when a cold liquid splashes me in the face, followed by a stinging slap to my cheek so intense that it makes my teeth rattle. My eyes spring open, focusing on the pretty blonde standing between my open legs, holding an empty cup and grinning from ear to ear.

I wipe cold liquid dripping down my face and run a hand through my now wet hair, my cheek burning from the assault.

“What the fuck was that?” I hiss through gritted teeth.Jeez, that hurt.

“Hurricane Ali,” she says, blowing me a kiss and walking off, cackling like a witch.

I rise to my feet, grabbing a napkin from the table and wiping my face as everyone disperses away from the booth.

Fuck, this woman is the devil.

“Man… that was hot as fuck. She can give a good slap. Wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of her,” Brett says, squeezing my shoulder, before he walks over towards the girls.

“Do you want some ice on that?” Brad smiles, pointing to my now throbbing cheek.

“Yeah, maybe. Did she have to go that hard?” I groan, looking over and glaring at her as she chats away to the gang at the opposite end of the girls’ booth.

“I think that was a year’s worth of pent-up frustration.”

“Yeah, well, payback’s gonna be a bitch.”

I stride over to Kate. “I want in on the dares,” I demand.

“You do?” Her eyebrows rise in surprise.

“Yeah, only seems fair that we join in with the fun.”

Ali glares at me, and I give her a sarcastic smile.

Kate shuffles the cards, fanning them out in front of me. I choose one from the middle and pull it free to read aloud.

“Give someone a lap dance.”

Harley shoots her arm in the air. “I volunteer.”

“Harley, girl, play it cool,” Gabby giggles.

“Really?” Kate eyes her.

Haley shrugs. “When in Vegas.”

I glance between Harley and then Ali who is standing just to the side of me. I walk towards Harley, and she freezes.

“Oh god, Harry no I…”

I lean into her, cupping the back of her head. “Ssshhh, I know. Just go with it for a second.”

She gulps and nods silently. I walk her backward until her heels hits the couch and I lower her down to sit. Everyone except Ali is cheering and hollering, and Harley covers her face with her hands, her cheeks already noticeably red.

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