“Don’t even go there.” Jake gives Riley a warning look and he chuckles into his drink.
Seth grins and rubs his hands together. “Okay, enough about my ass. Alana. Truth, Dare, or fucking Drink?”
“Dare.” Her eyes flicker my way as if she’s hoping her dare will involve me. Seth better hope for his health that it doesn’t.
“All right. You and Riley have been a little cozy this weekend. Kiss the fucker. Don’t stop until I finish this drink.”
“With or without tongue?” Riley stands and walks over to Alana’s chair.
“What the fuck do you think?”
Riley grins and gets down on his knees in front of my ex. “Well, are you going to kiss me or what?”
Alana grabs the back of Riley’s head, her eyes landing on me again, staying there as she leans in and kisses him. I don’t know why the fuck she thinks kissing him is going to make me jealous. We’ve been playing this game for years—we’ve all practically kissed each other—and I’ve never once gotten jealous. It’s a game none of us take seriously.
“Looks like someone is trying to make you jealous,” Natalie says stiffly, as if the idea of me being jealous bothers her.
“That shit won’t happen and she knows it.”
“Why is that?”
“It’s a game, Nat. None of this is real.”
“Is that the only reason?” she asks.
Before I can respond, Seth claps his hands. “All right, you two. That’s enough.” Seth points to Jess. “Your turn to call a dare.”
Jess stands and turns to me. “Madden… I dare you to…” She looks around, trying to think of something, before finally focusing her attention on Natalie. “Jake gave a little lap dance, so now it’s your turn to give Natalie one. Make it hot. Use your hands and mouth on her. Show us how badly you want to fuck her tonight, because we all know it’s happening.”
I stand and remove my hoodie, before gripping Natalie’s thighs and spreading them apart. “You ready for this?”
She swallows and nervously grips the seat. She’s not ready for this; not by a long shot. “Go for it.”
Cracking my neck, I grip the top of Natalie’s chair and straddle her lap, grinding my hips into her. When my lips move along her neck, she lets out a little moan and her grip on the seat tightens.
“Hell yeah! Move those hips!” Jess yells. “Look at that ass move.”
“Hey,” Jake mutters. “Mine moves just as good.”
“Ha.” Alana mutters. “In your dreams.”
Rolling my hips to the rhythm of the music, I move my hands around to grip the back of her hair, forcing her to look up at me while I grind against her. Her gaze is just as heated as I feel, and for a moment, I get so wrapped up in pleasing her I don’t even realize I’m hard against her.
“Madden,” she whispers.
“Shhh…” I run my lips along her jaw, doing what Jess asked me to do. She wants me to use my mouth and hands on her, so that’s what I’m doing. When my lips reach her mouth, I capture it with mine at the same time I grab her hands and place them on my chest.
When they move along my abs, groping them as I kiss her, I bite her bottom lip a little too hard, things getting heated between us.
“Holy fuck, it’s getting hot out here!”
“Yeah, lose the fucking clothes already and just fuck right here. Give us a show. I won’t complain,” Riley adds.
It takes my friends yelling for Natalie to remove her hands from my chest and remember I’m not my brother. But I place them back on my body to remind her that he doesn’t exist right now. “I’m yours right now, remember? Pretend you want me,” I whisper.
Her eyes lock on mine and stay there as her hands explore my body, taking in my tight abs as I grind my hips above her.
“Touch me like you want me to fuck you.” I yank her hair and scrape my teeth across her throat. “Make me believe it.”