They both stood and tipped the mattress into a standing position as they undressed behind it, giggling. When Alicia and Jake stepped out, the rest of us fell into fits of laughter as Jake strutted toward me. My eyes immediately went to the bulge hanging from the tiny shorts. One giant testicle slipped out. My hand flew over my mouth.
Ollie’s mouth shot open as a loud cackle emerged. He slapped his hands together before falling into Isaac’s shoulder when his cackle went silent, and his body shook, fighting the tears. Isaac didn’t know who to laugh at more: Jake or Ollie.
Ollie barely recovered as his eyes glossed over. “I guess the ball’s in your court now, mate,” he said through controlled lips, and then we all lost it.
Isaac fell onto his back, and Ollie brought his hands back over his face as he leaned forward, unable to control his laughter anymore.
Jake looked down and tried to stuff his testicle back into the shorts. “Whatever. Yes, alright? I have a testicular disorder, and you know what else? Bryan fucking loves it.”
His confession only made things unfavorable for him. Ollie crawled on the floor, and the rest of us couldn’t breathe with tears in our eyes.
Within the hour, Ollie refused a few dares by stripping, leaving himself in only his black boxer briefs. Alicia kissed Jake, Bria was still in her crop top and panties, and I was fully clothed with my t-shirt and shorts. I took three shots of liquor and performed my best Bria impersonation. Everyone was drunker than we should have allowed, including me. Perpetual smiles were plastered on everyone’s faces, and the giggles flowed smoothly.
Bria whispered into Isaac’s ear as they peered over at me, and I couldn’t help but feel they were devising a plan.
“Alright, Bria. Strip or dare?” Isaac asked.
“Dare … a proper dare this time,” she said and took a good long swig of the bottle.
“I dare you to touch yourself right here in the middle of the circle …”
My eyes widened, my smile died, and I glanced over at Ollie to see his reaction. Something like this had been bound to happen. It had only been a matter of time.
Ollie lifted off his hands and leaned over. “She’s not fucking doing that, are you mad?” His gaze darted between Isaac, Bria, and me.
“Oh, yes I am, and I dare Ollie to watch me the entire time,” Bria said before she crawled to the middle. The rise out of Ollie was what she wanted. My eyes rushed to see everyone else’s reaction, but all eyes were on Bria as she lay on the floor, knees spread apart, her sex directly in front of Ollie.
“Come on, get off the floor. You’re making a fool of yourself,” Ollie said, still maintaining what little composure he had left.
Bria wiggled on the floor. “You either watch me or strip off your last article of clothing.”
Ollie clenched his jaw and looked up at me.
“No, not at Mia. Look at me,” Bria hissed before dipping her fingers into her panties.
“Oh, shit,” Isaac breathed.
“Stop, Bria,” Ollie pressed. “Your drunk, you don’t know what you’re doing, and Isaac—” he slapped his friend in the chest “—stop provoking her.”
“I know exactly what I’m doing,” Bria said. “I’ll let you touch me, Ollie. Right here …” Bria continued to rub herself inside her panties. My stomach twisted into knots as I looked over at Ollie, but he tried to focus on everything else in the room besides Bria and what she was doing to herself.
“Is this what you wanted?” Ollie asked out loud as he stood and gathered his clothes. “Fuck you, and fuck you...” he said, pointing to Bria and Isaac. “I’m not playing.”
“Calm down, mate. She asked me to,” Isaac said in defense. “I only gave her what she wanted. You always have to ruin everyone else’s good time.”
Ollie fell over his mattress and shook his head.
What exactly was the goal behind her motives? Did she want to see Ollie’s reaction? Did she really want Ollie to touch her? Who was I kidding? Of course, she did. She’d been trying to get with Ollie since before I had arrived.
I stayed beside Jake against the wall as the rest of them continued going over strip or dares. The whispers between Bria and Isaac continued, and eventually, all my dares turned physical, and my clothes started coming off.
“You guys have it out for Mia tonight, yeah?” Alicia said, noticing the tension in the room. Only in my bra and underwear, I swam in the pressure.
“Alright, Mia, last strip or dare. Don’t worry. It’s easy. You only have to kiss Isaac,” Bria said casually.
How did I always find myself in these situations? I glanced over at Ollie, and he motioned me over with the come-hither finger and defeat in his eyes. I shook my head at him. We couldn’t let them win. My eyes scanned the circle until they fell over Bria. She lifted her thin brow. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
“Mia,” Ollie called out. I cocked my head back toward him. “Please …” he urged with fear in his features.
I stood and walked to the mattress he was lounging on. Ollie gripped my waist and lifted me off the floor and placed me over his lap, facing him. “Is this a bad idea?” I asked as he brushed my hair back with one hand before cupping my neck.
“Probably.” He grinned. His breath was a mix of liquor and mint. And then he kissed me, already giving up everything we’d discussed earlier about keeping us a secret.
“I knew it,” Jake squealed. “They’re like a thing!”
Ollie smiled against my lips before he pulled away. “No, we’re not. Now leave us alone, would ya?” He returned his attention to me, grazing his lips and nose across mine, and everyone else picked up the conversation ten feet behind me. “They’re drunk. They’ll forget about this in the morning. Right now, it’s only you and me. The only girl I want to touch is you, the only girl I want to kiss is you, and the only girl I want to be inside is you.” A lazy, glowing smile appeared across his face.
“I think you’re the one who’s drunk, Masters,” I said through a small laugh.
“Yes. Yes, I’m very drunk.” Ollie looked over my shoulder, “And forgive me, but I need you right now, and no one is paying attention to us …” His hand slid between my thighs before his fingertips brushed over my panties. “May I?”
Stunned, I turned my head to see the rest of the crew continuing the game, laughing, utterly blind to Ollie and me. My eyes met his hazy ones again. His lips glistened, and I sucked in a breath as his finger brushed my sex. Adrenaline pumped through my veins as heat touched my cheeks.
I nodded.
“You trust me, Mia?” he asked, all-knowing he had full control over me. Nodding, I was rendered speechless. He leaned forward and touched his liquor-soaked lips to mine. “Don’t move, no matter what.”