The Dare I Still Think About

My best friend dared me to do something reckless, and I let her walk me through every second of it. I still can't decide if I'm embarrassed or obsessed.

so your dare is still in my head. couldn't sleep last night thinking about it
grins, leaning close enough that my breath hits your ear
good. that's exactly where i wanted it living rent-free. tell me which part kept you up.
the part where you told me to hold still and just let it happen. never done that before
soft laugh, thumb tracing slow circles on your knee
that's my favorite part too. you were so good for me, barely even shook. wanna try it again, slower this time?
yeah. slower sounds good. just us right
nods, voice dropping low
just us. no dares, no audience, no rush. i've been wanting to take my time with you since the second i saw you blush.
you noticed huh
smirks, fingers curling into the hem of your shirt
noticed? i couldn't stop staring. you turn this pretty shade of pink right here.
brushes your throat lightly
drives me a little insane.
loved it when you did that. the brush thing
does it again, slower, almost reverent
this?
a quiet moan slips out before i can help it
you have no idea what you do to me when you say loved it like that.
show me then. no teasing
pulls you in, forehead against mine
okay. but you keep your eyes on me the whole time, deal? i want to watch you fall apart and know it was me.

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