Page 67 of The Step Dare

This is how I know Brenner is the one to share this with.

He’s fun, playful.

He pulls me out of my comfort zone, but in the best way, like when we messed around with Dax.

I grab the hem of my shirt, but he raises his hand. “Hold up.” He hurries to the nightstand, fetching the lube and returning to the edge of the bed. “Got that out of the way so I can just fuck you once I’ve got you ready. Proceed.”

I can’t help chuckling at how serious he’s acting about me doing this stupid thing, but I pull my shirt off, and as soon as it’s over my head, he says, “Freeze. Right there.”

I obey, staying in the strange position as he pushes to his feet and approaches me.

His hands gravitate to my hips before probing around, his gaze taking in my body. “Mmmm,” he says. He kneels, and as his hands knead into my flesh, he kisses my abdomen, trailing his way down.

I keep in place, like a statue, and he licks under my navel, stirring a wild sensation within me that pulses back to my ass. Then he pushes back to his feet and takes my shirt the rest of the way off, discarding it behind him.

“Now lose the rest of it.”

I start to kick off my shoes, and Brenner says, “No. Make it sexy.”

“Sexy?”

“You know what I mean. Make. It. Sexy.”

It’s not a request. It’s an order.

And given that he won the game, I’m committed to doing whatever the fuck he wants. Not really just because he won, but because I know it’s more fun when I give in to Brenner.

I finish removing my shoes, slowing down my movements.

Brenner’s eyes are fixed on me, drinking me in as I unfasten my belt, slipping it off. I unbutton my pants and pull them down, exposing my thighs for him, then my shins before stepping out of them, so that now I’m just in boxers and socks.

I turn to face away from him, sliding my boxers down slowly. Bren releases that familiar low growl, and in it, I can feel his desire for me.

Fuck, why does it feel so good to be wanted by him?

It makes me less self-conscious as I lower my boxers, exposing my ass inch by inch, hoping to torture him so that he’s stiff as a rock when he takes me.

Reminds me of what we talked about earlier, how I’d never considered this side of myself—not only being attracted to a man, but wanting him inside me, needing him to shoot his load deep in my ass the way I need Brenner to do tonight.

As I keep lowering my boxers, I glance over my shoulder and notice him licking his lips, staring at my ass cheeks.

“Keep going,” he presses, and I hear the impatience in his tone.

I obey, and when my boxers are at my thighs, he cups my ass cheeks in his hands, burying his face against them. It stirs something within me, something deep and wild…this animal that just wants to be fucked by him.

Brenner kisses and bites at my ass cheeks, worshipping them with his mouth.

“I’m gonna take such good care of this ass, Taylor. When I’m through with it, you’re gonna know why I was the right person to open it up.”

“That’s what I want,” I confess, as though this isn’t even me, but just this deep hunger within me that I need him to sate.

He slides his hands up my boxers, curling his fingers into the sides and dragging them the rest of the way down my legs until they’re on the floor. He gives my ass cheek another kiss, then a lick, before rising to his feet behind me. He guides me forward, pushing me against the wall beside my mounted big-screen TV, and I feel his thick erection as he slides it between my ass cheeks, rubbing against me. His arms hook under my arms as he pulls close and kisses behind my ear.

Between the nerves he excites and my anticipation, a thrill surges through me, and I roll my head back, enjoying the sensations radiating through me.

“All this time,” he whispers, “you’ve been wondering what it’d feel like to have a man inside you. No.Meinside you.”

“Yes.”

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