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If You Dare (Dare 3)

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“Leave it off.”

I yank her to a stop with my hands on her hips. I dig my fingers into them, holding her in place. “Are you shy, Demi?”

I can hear her panting, and I want nothing more than to see her bare chest. “Kinda.”

I smirk. “There’s nothing to be shy of, baby. I’ve already had my fingers inside you.”

She whimpers. “Please,” she begs, and it does things to me that I can’t quite explain.

She reaches inside my unbuttoned jeans and grabs my dick. I jump when her soft hand makes contact. “Fuck.” I groan, pumping my hips into her hand.

“Yes, please …”

My lips find hers in the dark, and we stumble backward. I dig into my back pocket and grab my wallet; I remove the condom and then shove my jeans down my legs along with my boxers. Somehow, we find the bed, or she leads me to it. I don’t know.

“I Don’t Even Care About You” by MISSIO blares through the speakers as I crawl on top of her and slide my cock into her. No time for foreplay. No need for it. She’s soaking wet, and I’m fucking hard and have been waiting for it for what feels like forever. My teeth clench, and my breath catches at how tight she is. “Fuck, Demi!” I groan in pleasure. “God, you feel …” I push my hips forward, going in deeper, feeling her squeeze me to the point it’s almost painful. In the best fucking way.

“Deke …” She gasps, her nails digging into my back.

“Incredible.”

Things begin to get blurry. In the darkness, all I can do is feel her. And I do. Every fucking inch of her tight cunt. She’s screaming my name. My hands are in her hair. My lips on her warm skin. The room is hot, almost suffocating. She’s coming once, then a second time. And I throw her legs over my shoulders as I fuck her with so much force, I can taste the salty tears that run down her cheeks when I kiss her.

I don’t know how long I’m inside her; all I know is that it’s not long enough. And then I’m coming.

Her body shakes uncontrollably. We’re both covered in sweat and trying to catch our breath. We lie silently next to one another as what we just did hits us with full force. And I fist my hands at the weakness I showed.

I just fucked Demi Holt!

Fuck!

The sad thing? I’m ready for round two. I wrap my arms around her small body and pull her back into my chest. I’ll do her from behind this time. But I pause because she’s shaking uncontrollably. “You okay?” I ask. Kissing her shoulder, I feel pieces of her hair stick to my lips.

“Just go, Deke,” she whispers.

“What?” I ask, pulling away from her.

“I’m tired. Go.”

I get out of the bed and begin to feel around the floor for my clothes. I find my jeans and shirt but can’t find my boxers. Fuck ’em! Once dressed, I stand in the darkness and just listen. A softer song plays in the house so it’s easy for me to make out her even breaths. She’s passed out.

I exit the room and come face to face with Cole standing on the balcony leaning up against the railing. His eyes meet mine, and he frowns. They dart across the balcony to the other door and then back to the one I just exited.

“What?” I snap. I’m fucking pissed at myself, on one hand for doing what I did and on the other for wanting to go back in there and do it again.

“Nothing.” He shakes his head. “Ready to go?”

I don’t answer. Instead, I turn and run down the stairs and out of the fucking house. Once outside, the cool air hits my sweaty skin, making me shiver. I inhale the fresh air and close my eyes.

What the fuck did I do?

You just fucked Demi, and she was right. It was better than Becky.

DEMI

Sophomore year

“You’re okay.” I hear Eli’s soothing voice as he rubs my back.

I’m on my knees hugging his toilet, puking my guts up. I can’t stop my body from shaking, and my eyes are so heavy. I’ve lost count of how many times I pass out and come to.

“Here.” He hands me the cup of water, and I wash my mouth out with it and spit it into the toilet.

I push myself off and lie down on the tile. The cool floor feels good on my warm face.

“Come on, baby,” he says, bending down and picking me up off his bathroom floor. Then he’s laying me on his bed.

“Where is your phone?” he asks.

“Pocket,” I barely manage to mumble. “David’s … 1234 …” My eyes close.

Seconds tick by, and then I feel the bed dip next to me. I open my heavy eyes to see him lying next to me. “Eli …”



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