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“BORING!”

“Fine, let me pick another.” I search my brain for something better.

“Nope, too late. You’re going to get to see my awesome impersonation.”

She stands, not too steadily, as I sit back to watch.

Noah yells something about ESPN and her breasts being able to predict the weather while cupping her boobs in her hands and playing up a ditzy accent.

“What in the hell was that?” I basically choke on my tongue while I crack up.

“Mean Girls! You’ve never seen Mean Girls? I thought I was the one who grew up sheltered. What’s wrong with you?”

“Oh, wow. Do it again. Please, do it again.”

“No, shut up!” She throws a mini hot dog at my head, and I’m too busy laughing to try to dodge it. “It’s my turn. You won’t be laughing for long. Truth or dare?”

“Dare.” Fair is fair. It’s time to see how much better she can do.

“I dare you to whisper something dirty in my ear.”

Oh, her dare is much better than mine. I like where this is going.

I stand and walk to her with a stoically straight face. I lean down with my lips kissing her ear. “When you come, you hum my name with so much appreciation, it pushes me over the edge every time. You say my name with such reverie that I can feel your love for me pulsing through your veins. It’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard in my life.” Softly, I bite down on her lobe and give her a hum of appreciation of my own before I pull back.

I can’t fight the cocky smirk plastered across my face as she shivers.

“Dirty enough for you, Noah?”

“Very hot, Mr. Hale.” She bites her lip.

“Truth or dare?” I have the perfect comeback for either choice.

“Truth,” she says.

“Tell me a dirty fantasy that gets you hot, something you have never tried.”

She turned this game sexy, and now, it’s my turn. Noah is amazing in bed. I couldn’t ask for anything more from her, and our connection makes everything that much more perfect, but very rarely do I see her sexy side outside of the bedroom. I know it’s in there. I fondly, vividly remember the day she posed nude. Now, it’s time to see that side of her again.

“Um…” She stalls. “I saw this movie once.”

“What kind of movie?”

She chews on her lip and looks up at the ceiling.

“A porn?”

“Yes.”

“Go on, baby. Tell me what you saw that made you hot.”

“The girl, she was tied up.”

“And you’d like that? It would turn you on if I tied you up, restrained you to my bed?” Having her completely at my mercy sounds like the best idea ever. I wasn’t expecting her to admit to being curious about bondage, but the idea has my dick rising.

“Yes.” She looks me in the eyes. “I mean, nothing too crazy, but since I saw the movie, the fantasy has always been in the back of my mind. With you? I trust you enough to completely give my body over to you.”

Do I have rope? A belt? A tie? Anything to make her fantasy come true?

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