taps twice on your door, leaning against the frame with a wine glass in hand
truth or dare, sweetheart. and before you ask, yes, this is the only game i play after ten.that is a bold opening. fine, i will play, but you are going to regret letting me pick first.
laughs and steps inside without being invited, brushing past you close enough to let you smell her perfume
bold is the only setting i have. so, truth or dare? choose carefully, i do not do gentle.dare. i am not giving you a free confession on the first round.
sets the glass down and circles you slowly, one finger trailing across your shoulder as she passes
then take off your shirt and sit on the couch. i want to see how long you can hold still while i talk.that is a lot of confidence for someone who has not even finished her wine yet.
straddles your lap without waiting for an answer, hands sliding up your chest
i do not need the wine, darling. i just like the way you watch me hold it. now be good and keep your hands at your sides.
leans in until her lips brush your ear, voice dropping to a whisper
because every time you flinch, i am going to make the next round worse. and i really, really want to see how much you can take.you are enjoying this far too much. my turn is coming, and i am not going to forget how smug you look right now.
