"Uhhhh"
It's not that I don't know the answer, it's just a little weird to say it in front of my best friend.
"Yeah" I look down and inhale deeply.
This time he doesn't even try to hide his smile, it's wide and obvious. He already knew what I would say, why does it amuse him so much?
"Cool, I don't blame you" she says, "It's your turn, Elle."
"Jamie truth or dare?"
"Truth"
"What is he from 1-10 on your scale?" I ask
"Oh, at least an 8.5" she assures me
"Damn, you didn't even give Andre an 8!" I say
"Yeah well your man's hot, Elle, face it." she smiles
"He isn't mine." I reply
"Whatever you say, Truth or Dare?" she asks Antonio.
"Dare."
"Kiss her for at least 10 seconds"
He gets up without hesitating and gets over me on his knees. He looks into my eyes, cups my face with one hand, the other on the bed behind me, and kisses me, it is so gentle.
"Ok, time" Jamie says, sounding disappointed that he went through with it.
He keeps kissing me, harder, faster. Then he stops, looks at me, and smiles. He sits right next to me after that, his arm over my shoulder.
"Truth or Dare, Elle?"
"Dare" I say, nervous.
"Take off your shirt." he smiles slightly, probably thinking I'm not gonna do it.
I get on top of him, on my knees, and whisper in his ear
"All I have on under this is underware"
He rests his hands on my lower back
"Fine, lift your shirt" he says, not changing his expression "For 3 seconds"
I look at Jamie with a "SAVE ME" look which she interprets as "TURN AROUND"
I look back at Antonio, close my eyes, take a deep breath, and follow through with the dare, right on his lap. I open my eyes when the time is up, leaving up my shirt for an extra second, to see his face. As soon as I drop my shirt, his eyes flick up to mine, filled with lust.
"I" she holds the word, probably thinking what lie to make up "have to go to the bathroom, Elle, can I use your shower too?"
"Yeah, go ahead" I say
She walks out of the room, the door closes, leaving Antonio and I alone.
I see his eyes trail down to my breasts, I know exactly what he wants, can I do it?
I hook the bottom of my shirt, his eyes following my hands, my eyes following his gorgeous deep brown eyes. I begin to pull up my shirt, slowly, and shakily.
"You don't have to" he says, not looking from my hands, which are now right above my belly button.
"I want to" I reply.
I keep lifting my shirt, slightly faster, ignoring all nerves. I get it all the way off and look into his eyes, him looking into mine. I know what he wants but feels it would be disrespectful to ask, so I slowly lean in towards him, he grabs my thighs with his hands, squeezing them as he licks my breast. I arch my chest towards him in response. 283Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNQGo723R2F
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