Page 10 of The Backup

“I dare you to take off your panties,” he smirks.

My breath catches. For a moment, I’m sure I misheard him. My skin prickles with awareness, heat creeping up my neck as I process the audacity of his words.

I arch a brow, trying to play it cool even as my heart pounds like a drum. “How do you know I’m wearing them in the first place?”

His grin widens. “A skirt with no panties? That’d be ballsy. I mean…it’d be hot, too.”

“Fine.”

My heart pounds as I stand. Slowly, I slide the panties down my thighs, step out of them, and toss them onto the arm of the couch.

“Happy?”

“Your turn,” he says, his grin wicked.

I draw another card. “Well, what do you know. Another eight. Time for payback.”

“Hit me.”

“I dare you to take off your jeans.”

“So original,” he says, smirking.

“Okay, you know what…” I laugh.

“What if I’m not wearing anything underneath them?”

I swallow hard, my voice quieter. “That’d be ballsy,” I joke, echoing him. No way.

“Guess we’ll find out…if I freeball or not,” he jokes.

Keeping his eyes locked on mine, Asher stands and unbuckles his belt. Slowly, he unzips his jeans and lets them drop.

And he wasn’t joking.

My breath catches as my gaze drifts downward.

“Oh my,” I murmur. “You were…serious.”

And that is seriously huge.

Asher gives me the most devilish smirk, sitting back down in his chair. His shirt is still on, but he’s bare from the waist down, his not-hard—but still impressively large—cock out.

“I was.” He shrugs. Just…rocking out now.

“Okay, then.” I clear my throat, doing my best to look at the card game and concentrate on anything other than the fact that I am getting extremely turned on.

Fuck me. Is this what single life is like?

“Should we draw another card, or are we just playing ‘dare’ at this point?” he asks, his grin teasing.

“Dare me. Go ahead.”

He leans forward slightly, his voice dropping. “I dare you to kiss me.”

“Kiss you… anywhere?”

“Anywhere you want.”

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