If You Dare (Dare 3)

I can’t decide if that’s a good or bad thing. Bennett and Shane went back to Collins last night. They had missed enough classes and decided that since nothing was happening, it was time for them to return. I couldn’t agree more. Bennett was always texting away on his phone, and Shane was constantly looking at Austin as though he was plotting her murder, and Cole noticed. It was hard for us all not to see it.

I haven’t heard from Becky. She put the ball in my court on purpose after our night together. I told her I’d call, and I haven’t. At this point, I have nothing to say to her. She played her part. And I played mine.

“Tell me to fuck you,” I whisper.

“Fuck me.” She chokes on the word, and I refrain from smiling. She knows what I want, and although she doesn’t want to give it up, she’s going to take one for the team.

She’s so fucking transparent.

I reach down and push her underwear down her long legs, and she steps out of them. Then I grab her hips and pick her up. She gasps, wrapping her legs around my waist. I toss her onto her bed and run my finger over her pussy. She’s not soaked, but she’s also not dry. It’ll work. I’m not in the mood for foreplay, and she never was one who liked it. She may be a slut, but she’s not up for playing around. She normally spreads her legs and lies there like a fucking doll, but that won’t be the case tonight.

I lift up and flip her over. Spreading her legs with mine, I grip her hair in one hand while I push inside her in one quick motion. She cries out, but I don’t slow down. I fuck her hard and rough. My hand maintains a hold of her hair while my other hand shoves her chest into the comforter, making her back arch at an uncomfortable angle. And once I’m done, I pull out and come all over her dress that I didn’t remove on purpose. I left it bunched up around her waist. And I’m leaving Demi a little surprise that I hope she’ll find. It’s her dress, after all, and I know if Becky gets the chance, she’ll throw it in Demi’s face. Literally.

“Hey, man?”

I look over at Seth as he’s putting away his books.

“What are you guys doing for Halloween this weekend?” he asks.

“We’re taking Lilly trick-or-treating,” I answer.

“We’re having a party on Saturday.” The day after Halloween. “You guys should come.”

“Who is?” Cole asks, Seth getting his attention.

“Demi is. At her parents’.”

I smile. “Really?”

He nods. “Her parents are gonna be away for business, and Becky will be in Collins. She’s gonna have the house to herself.” He smiles, leaning back in his seat. “Thought I’d let you guys know. You’re more than welcome to come, and you don’t have to dress up if you don’t want to.”

I turn to look at Cole, and he nods to Seth. “We’ll be there.”

“Awesome.” He grabs his books. “I’m guessing you don’t need the address?”

“Nope,” I answer, and he laughs, getting up and walking out of the classroom.

Cole looks at me. “Think that’s what she’s waiting for? A party at her house?”

“No.” I shake my head. That’s not how Demi would do it, if it’s her. “She wouldn’t do anything in front of a crowd. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have sent us to some old cabin to read a fucking letter.”

He snorts in agreement.

We make our way out of the classroom, and I see Seth leaning up against the wall talking to a brunette. She looks up at him with big brown eyes, totally transfixed by his words. I knock my arm into Cole’s to get his attention.

We come to a stop and watch them openly. She nods a few times, and he smiles down at her with what could only be described as love. I recognize it because I’ve looked at Becky that way before.

“Interesting,” Cole mumbles next to me, seeing the look on Seth’s face.

They’re unfaithful. Just as Becky was to David. No wonder Demi allowed me to touch her so easily and begged me to prove she was better than her sister.

They’re exactly the fucking same.

It pisses me off. Not sure why. I’ve known that Demi is with Seth. Every time I touched her, every dream I’ve had of her, I’ve known she’s taken. But when has that ever stopped me before? Why would it now?

She leans up on her tiptoes and gives him a soft kiss on the cheek, then turns and walks off. He pulls his ringing cell out of his pocket and puts it to his ear. “Hey, babe.” He greets who I can only guess is Demi. Or hell, maybe he’s got more on the side. “Yeah, I’ll come over after you’re done with class.” He smiles to himself. “Wear the black one,” he says and then turns and walks off.