Dare
Isha
I couldn’t stop giggling. Davis danced with me like he was Patrick Swayze, and I was Baby left in a corner He was all over me, grinding and swaying his hips. Who knew my sensitive man had the moves like he was an extra in the movie Dirty Dancing?
“I can’t wait to get you home, My Sweet Angel. I’m gonna make sure you get real dirty tonight,” he whispered in my ear. That made me moan, as I lifted my arms and wrapped therm around his neck behind me. He nibbled on my ear. I was so f*cking wet. My clit throbbed with the base of the music. His arms were wrapped around my waist when hands on my hips gently took me from him.
I opened my eyes and Ford was grinning down at me.
“I have you to thank for the ass pounding I just got in the mens bathroom,” he mumbled in my ear.
I threw back my head and laughed.
“I’m sorry I missed it,” I said.
“Hmmm, we can recreate it for
at you
later date,” he said.
“I’d love that. Nothing s*exier than watching my men together,” I said, brushing my lips across his.
“Oh, my God, she’s literally gone from one hot guy to another, throwing her fat a*s at them,” Ford and I froze. Our lips parted, and we turned to stare at three girls dancing close to us. They were glaring at me, giving me disgusting looks.
But before I could open my mouth. James came out of nowhere, swaying and snapping his fingers in the three girls‘ faces. He was being held back by Rage, who was chuckling. Savage had a smirk on his face, standing at his side.
“You f*cking jealous b*tches need to keep your eyeballs off my girl. She’s the sweetest, kindest, most generous person I know, and her men f*cking adore her. You could only wish to have men as devoted to you as my girl does of her four men, me and my two men, her over there and her two men, our girl Ava and her man, and these two beautiful women standing behind you. You c*nts don’t even know how deserving our Isha is. So, back the f*ck off, and stop coveting something that isn’t yours, because her four men wouldn’t touch you three with a ten–foot pole.”
Ford chuckled and then yelled, “Yeah, what he said,” and then he dipped me and kissed me until my toes curled. Then, to my utter astonishment, we danced West Coast Shag style. My grandpa taught me this when I was younger. He and my Nana used to Shag dance a lot. My mom and dad also did it every once in a while. It brought back so many memories. I couldn’t help smiling until my cheeks hurt. These men in my life surprise me all the time. It’s like they know all my secrets. I love them so much, I could hardly contain my
giddiness.
I saw a big hand land on Ford’s shoulder. We both looked at the owner of the hand, and Dawson was
grinning.
“My turn Ford, you’re hogging our girl.”
“Fine. But we need to go soon. I’m so f*cking h*rny,” he said, passing me to Dawson.
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The music turned sensuous, and I realized it was Nine Inch Nails ‘Closer, Dawson danced close to could feel how hard he was, rubbing against my belly.
“Isha, next weekend, I’m inviting my mom and dad to dinner. I’ll be hiring a chef so you won’t have to cook and you can relax before you meet them. I know how nervous it makes you.”
“No, please, I want to cook. I am nervous, but I’m excited too. You said they are supportive of you and the guys, so maybe they’ll support me being a part of you too,” I said.
“They will. They are really excited to meet you. This next week, the guys and I have some meetings, and we are going to interview twelve men. We want to hire at least eight of them.”
He turned me, so my back was to his front, then he turned me again and lifted me so we were face to face. I wrapped myself around him. He swayed us side to side and I laid my head on his shoulder, my lips brushing his neck. He shivered and squeezed me tighter.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because, we feel we should stay home now. No more missions. We have a baby on the way. We shouldn’t be doing dangerous missions anymore.”
I leaned back, I felt there was more. He looked at me, his eyes softening. “We also don’t want to leave you alone anymore. Look what happened when we did it last time.”
“I had a threat last time. You guys shouldn’t stop doing something you love, just because you’re scared something will happen to me.”
“That’s the thing, baby. We love you more. I’d give it all up for you. I like the concept of coming home to you every night and so do the guys.”
“Just as long as this is something you all want. I don’t want you resenting me in the future.”
“Never, baby,” he said.
His hands kneaded my ass and I felt myself becoming wetter and wetter.
“I think it’s time to go home, Dawson. I need to feel all of you.”
“I’ll watch first, then I’m going to take you to the shower, and f*ck your p*ssy up.”
I groaned. His dirty talk was making the h*rniness in me more.
“I want it hard, Dawson, I want it so hard I feel you for days.”
“F*ck, baby, if you’re not careful I’m going to take you right now.”
“Truth or Dare?” I asked him.
His eyes flared. “Dare.”
“I dare you to find somewhere to f*ck me, right now.”
He wasted no time. He carried me off the dance floor and rounded a corner. He walked down a hallway, and came to a door. He jiggled the knob, but it didn’t open. We came to another door and this one opened. We looked around, and it looked like some sort of staff room. There was a curtained off area, and we moved the curtain aside, and it was a really big closet. There were bags hanging. The closet was deep, and he took us to the way back. He dropped my legs and I stood. He then turned me and slid my pants and thong & He
4ded and started kissing my cheeks with open–mouthed kisses. I moaned. My hands were against the
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wall. I heard him behind me fumbling with his pants. Then he was guiding me to sit and I felt his tip at my entrance. He worked himself into me slowly at first. Once he was fully inside me, he held me to him, waiting for me to adjust to his massive size. He brought one of his hands forward and rubbed my clit, using my own wetness to lubricate his fingers.
“Dawson, please,” I begged. I needed to feel him move in and out of me.
“You ready for me baby? Ready for me to pound that little p*ssy of yours until you’re screaming and c*mming around my c*ck, strangling me with that tight beautiful c*nt of yours.
I whimpered and nodded.
He pushed me forward until I was on my hands and knees. He pushed on my shoulders, making me go lower, but leaving my ass in the air. His big right hand glided down my spine, over my right ass cheek, where he gripped it and then slapped it, making my flesh jiggle.
“Such a pretty sight,” he whispered. He grabbed my hips and pulled out and then slammed in hard. My whole body moved, my ass jiggling with every hard thrust. He pulled out and slammed back in over and over, harder and harder. I could feel every f*cking inch of him, as he picked up speed. The smacking of skin on skin echoed around the closet. His grunts and groans heightened my pleasure, knowing I was making him lose control with my p*ssy. I squeezed my walls and he groaned loudly. He went feral, moving my hips back to him and pushing me away just to slam into me as he yanked me back. I widened my legs, his thrusts were brutal, he suddenly leaned over me, both of his hands coming to the sides of my head. His rutting was
primal.
“You. Feel. So .F*cking. Good. You’re mine, forever,” he growled in my ear. Then he froze and I whimpered. His hand came to my mouth, his other hand went under my waist, and he pulled me back, having me sit on him again. I was dripping, my juices flowed out of me all over him.
We heard voices, two men talking about the tips they’d made. Dawson’s hand that was on my waist, slipped down, and he rubbed my sensitive clit between two fingers. I rocketed off. I was c*mming so hard, Dawson’s hand on my mouth tightened to muffle the sound of my scream. He kept rubbing, making me choke, my body convulsed. My juices flowed all over, drenching his thighs. He tapped my clit with two fingers and then petted me as I came down. The men left and Dawson picked me up and down until he was c*mming. He slammed into me, holding me to him as his d*ck twitched inside of me, his c*m filling me to the brim.
“F*ck baby, that was so good. D*mn we made a mess.” Dawson looked around and grabbed a woman’s purse. He dumped it and found some fast food napkins. He cleaned us as well as he could. Then he shoved everything back into that woman’s purse except the napkins and hung it back up. We dressed, he looked at me and smirked.
“Your hair is falling down,” he said.
I took out all the pins and let my hair fall.
“You’re so beautiful, baby.”
“Thank you,” I said with a smile. We walked out of the curtained area and back out into the club. Dawson signaled to our guys and I waved to Savvy, Ava, James, Erica and Louise. They waved and blew kisses back. We left. The moment we were in the SUV, Ford put me on his lap, and we started making out.
“You smell like s*x,” he mumbled. Taking a big sniff.
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Dare
“That’s because Dawson just had his way with me.”
“F*ck and we missed that?” Mic whined.
“Don’t worry, love, once we get home, you can have your way with me too.”
“Excellent,” he said, leaning over and capturing my lips. I sighed, content to let my two hunks play with me all the way home.
Roc
It’s come to my attention that some don’t know about my other books. There is. The Biker’s Assassin: Ripper and Chaotic the first LOC series, The Biker’s True Love: Lords Of Chaos the next gen series, Wild Temptation After Divorce this is my first attempt at a Polyamory series, and then there is my werewolf series, my very first books. My Luna’s Gifts, The Beta’s Fate, the third book is found in the Beta’s Fate. Also I have a f***B**K Page Roc Author. It shows the two dancers for the profile pic.
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