I noticed she kept pressing her thighs together, and her gaze continued to find mine.
I knew what she wanted.
Her body was hungry.
I’d awakened the need this woman wants, and now I’d left it up to her to pursue.
Sipping at my brandy, I thought about the night I had her spread across my desk. It felt good fucking between the lips of her pussy. I knew it would be even better to be inside her.
She ran fingers through her hair, looking like she was ready to explode.
The emails I was answering were boring. I’d already dealt with the ones sent in code. The kind that couldn’t be easily decrypted and of course sent through a secure server. Whenever I dealt with the drugs, women, and guns of my business, I took the time to do so in private so Ashley never got the chance to see what I was dealing with.
Right now, it was my legal business.
She flicked the page with so much force she tore the page.
“Shit, I’m sorry.”
Closing my laptop, I placed it down on the table and turned my full attention toward her. “Do you want to play a game?”
“I’m not a child anymore. You don’t need to amuse yourself with me.”
“I was thinking a game of truth or dare,” he said.
This made her eyes roll. “Seriously?”
“We can play a game and make it interesting, or you can continue to squeeze your thighs together, hoping to give yourself some minuscule pleasure just by that touch alone. What will it be?” I asked.
Her cheeks were flushed. She thought I didn’t know what she was doing. At times, Ashley was so naïve.
“Truth or dare?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“What’s to stop you or me from constantly going for a truth?”
“This’s what will make it interesting. We have a truth and then a dare, and we must complete it,” I said.
“And it can be anything?” she asked.
“Yes.”
Ashley licked her lips, glancing all around the room before her gaze came back to mine.
“Do we have a deal?” I asked.
She nodded.
“You may go first.” I sat back, watching her.
“Have you ever been in love?” she asked and frowned.
“No. My turn.” I decided to go easy on her. “Have you ever been in love?”
She relaxed at my question. “No, I don’t think so. I’d have to get to know a person to know how I truly felt about them. Okay, so it’s a dare?”
I nodded.
Ashley tapped her fingers on her thigh, closing her book, her focus now on me. “I dare you to … remove your pants.”
Again, she frowned and put her face in her hands. This was childish and somewhat entertaining.
I removed my pants and sat.
For the first time since we got here, I opted for boxer briefs with my pants. This game had only just come to me. “I dare you to come over here and kiss me.”
She uncurled her legs and walked toward me. I watched her, wondering if she’d cowardly back out.
Ashley cupped my face and her lips brushed across mine. Soft. Sweet.
As quickly as the kiss started, she took a step back. It was now her turn to ask a truth question.
“Do you ever regret what you do?” she asked.
“No.”
“Not even once?”
“That’s two questions. I will answer it, but you have to give me two dares from you.”
“But I’m asking you a truth.”
“Rules are rules.”
Her teeth appeared on her lip again and she nodded.
“I have experienced regret during my time.”
She wanted to ask me more, but I beat her to it.
“Have you thought about being fucked by me?” I asked.
Her cheeks were bright red. “Yes.”
“Good. I’ve got two dares to play,” I said. “Do you want to take them both now?”
She nodded and said, “Yes,” at the same time.
Running my finger across my lip, I looked at her, wondering what I could have her do. “I dare you … to remove all of your clothes, sit back, spread your thighs, and finger your pussy while we play. That will deal for two of the dares.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’m not laughing. I’m totally serious.”
I expected her to deny me.
Ashley was full of surprises. She got to her feet and removed her clothes, getting naked for me.
I watched. My cock was already thickening in my boxer briefs.
“Do you want me to get a towel for the sofa?”
I liked that she knew she was going to be aroused.
“No. I’ve got people who clean it.”
She sat back down, spread her thighs, and I watched her hand move between her thighs. A single finger touching herself.
“It’s my turn,” she said, somewhat breathlessly. With the way she touched her pussy, I was so close to calling the game to an end.
“Did you want to do this with Emily?” she asked.
I wasn’t expecting that kind of question. At first, I wasn’t sure I’d heard it properly.
“What?”
“You heard me.” She paused in touching herself. Her fingers held on her pussy.
“Keep playing, and no. I didn’t want to do this with Emily.” Was she jealous? “Do you want me to do this with Emily?”
“No.”
I smirked. I couldn’t help it.
“It’s a dare,” I said. “Ask me.”
“I dare you … to let the next bunch of women who have been captured go back to their families, safe.”
I tensed up. “This is not part of the game,” I said, annoyance taking over.
“You didn’t put any boundaries on the dare. You either play or you forfeit. What’s it going to be?”
“It’s just a game.”
She removed her hand. “Then I can stop at any moment and bring this to an end.”
I watched her.
Just as she was about to get to her feet, I stopped her.
“Deal,” I said.
“How do I know you’ll see it through?” she asked.
“I will make sure it is done. You have my word,” I said. Now I was somewhat pissed. The next shipment was coming in tomorrow. Allowing them to be set free went against every single part of me.
I could lie.
This game was supposed to be fun, but she’d made it serious.
It was my turn. “I dare you, Ashley, to let me fuck your tight little ass, right here, right now.”
She went even redder at my words.
This wasn’t supposed to escalate.
“Don’t you … isn’t there…”
“Yes, or no.”
She stopped touching her pussy.
I tutted. “You should have known that when you up the stakes, there are consequences.”
“Don’t you have to get some lubricant?”
I smiled as I reached into the secret compartment of the sofa, retrieving what I needed. I was a man prepared for everything. “Yes, or no. If it’s a no, we go back, and the dare you’ve given me is forfeit as well.”
I wasn’t a man who would give a woman an out.
Ashley pushed me. Tested me.
“Yes,” she said, surprising the fucking shit out of me. Especially when she moved, sinking her knees into the cushion, presenting me with her back. Her head rested on the edge of the sofa, her gaze on me as she reached around, grabbed her ass, and spread the cheeks wide, showing off her anus. “I’m all yours.”