Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
“You both drink,” Carla grins at us.
Aria and I each drink a shot of whiskey. It’s Noah’s turn, and he lands the ball in a cup.
Aria checks the dare, and then she lets out a snort of laughter. “Act out your three favorite sex positions, roles reversed.”
Noah lets out a bark of laughter. “This is going to be good.”
Aria slaps me on the ass then says, “Bend over, baby.”
I swear to God, if we were alone now, I’d bend her over.
I do as she asks, and then she starts to hump my butt, yelling, “Who’s your daddy?”
Uncontrollable laughter explodes from me, and when Noah disappears behind the counter as he sinks to the floor, I struggle to breathe as I crack up.
Aria struggles to talk as she says, “You need to sit on the counter cause I can’t pick you up.”
I hop on, and when she acts out the movement, I try to rein in my laughter long enough to press a kiss to her mouth.
Aria points to the floor. “Lie on your stomach.”
Again, I do as she says, and then she lies down on me, resting her cheek on my back. “That wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”
Carla wipes tears from her face. “I wish I could’ve recorded that. Best ever.”
ARIA
“My turn,” I say, totally enjoying the game. I throw the ball and then let out a happy shriek when it lands in a cup. “Yasss!” Forest and I high five then turn to watch as Noah picks up a cup.
“Aww, fuck,” he mutters. “Let your partner cut off your shirt.” Noah looks up with wide eyes. “I fucking love this shirt.”
“I’ll let you change into one you’re not too fond of,” Carla surprises us all by taking it easy on Noah.
“Be right back.” He darts down the hallway, and a minute later, he’s back wearing a plain white shirt. “Don’t stab me.”
“Damn, there you go and ruin it for me,” Carla says while she gets the scissors from the drawer. With a grin on her face, she goes to stand in front of Noah, and taking hold of the shirt, she begins to cut right through it.
Noah’s eyes are locked on her face.
Holy shit.
I begin to yank Forest’s hand, my eyes wide on them.
Yeah, there’s definitely tension there. I’m just not sure what kind.
Carla sets the scissors down, and while meeting Noah’s gaze, she slips her hands under the fabric and pushes it down his arms until it drops to the floor.
Hot. Damn.
I’m gonna take a wild guess and go with the sexual kind of tension.
Carla throws the ball while Noah downs a drink.
Yeah, Noah’s not as unaffected by Carla as he’d like us all to believe.
Carla gets a ball in, and Forest checks the dare. “Talk dirty to your partner for a full thirty seconds.” He turns to me, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. “I would love to bend you over the counter.” I let out a chuckle when it reminds me of the dare I had to act out.
Forest’s voice drops lower as he says, “I can’t wait to spank you.” There’s a tightening in my core, and I clench my legs together.
He steps closer to me and leaning down until I can feel his breath skim over my ear, he whispers, “I want you to suck my cock until I come in your mouth.”
Holy shit. If we were alone right now, I’d do just that.
Forest leaves me feeling breathless and hot so he can throw the ball, and just like Noah earlier, I down a drink to cool myself off.
When Forest sinks the ball, Carla picks up a cup, and a grin instantly spreads over her face. “Fake an orgasm with your partner.” She turns to Noah, and closing the distance between them, she places her hand on his shoulder. Standing on her toes, she lets out a sexy as hell moan right by his ear. “God, Noah,” she groans. “Harder.”
I cover my mouth with my hand, so I won’t make a sound, my eyes wide on them.
“Ah… ah… yes, right there.” Carla presses her body against Noah’s, and his hand shoots to her hip. She lets out a breathy moan, “Ah… God, I’m going to come. Yes. Fuck, Noah.” And then she lets out a cry that has my eyebrows shooting into my hairline.
I’m still blinking when Carla pulls back, giving Noah a smug look. “You can wipe the drool off your mouth. The show’s over.”
Noah snaps out of it, and his expression instantly becomes impassive. “I think we should take a break and order in.”
“Yeah, sure,” Forest says, walking to where the menu is. “What are you all in the mood for?”
“Noah wants a cold shower,” Carla chuckles.
My eyes dart to Noah, and I watch as he opens the freezer. He takes out some ice, and before Carla can dart away, he grabs hold of her arm and drops the cubes down the back of her shirt.