Truth or Dare - Danielle Allen Page 0,20

were performing at the wedding.

“Simone.” My name was a command out of his mouth.

He scooted his chair over, closer to me. He was so close that his leg bumped against mine.

“If you’re not going to answer me”—he moved my braids out of the way and put his arm on the back of my chair so he could lean close— “I’m going to take my turn.”

His breath against my neck sent a chill down my spine. I gripped the menu and tried to fight it.

He straightened himself and took a sip of water. Though he was still close, he wasn’t leaning toward me anymore and I could breathe.

I exhaled.

The waiter came back to see if we were ready. I heard my phone vibrate in my bag, but I waited until I’d placed my order to check it.

Kingston Wright: Truth or dare.

I looked over at him. I knew it was a bad idea even before I texted him back.

Simone Jefferies: Truth.

And that was my third mistake.

Five

Kingston Wright: What about what I said was on your mind?

Simone Jefferies: The idea of you stroking your dick thinking about me grinding my pussy on your face keeps playing in my mind. It’s been driving me crazy.

I watched his face as he read my text. I could tell he was reading it more than once because of the time it took him to look up at me.

“These are not the pants for you to say stuff like that,” he mumbled with a light chuckle.

I smothered my laugh with my hand. “Good! That’s how I’ve felt all day,” I told him quietly. “I went to bed thinking about it. I woke up thinking about it. And then what you said at the pool…” Sitting back in my chair, I folded my arms over my chest. “That’s why playing this game is a bad idea.”

“Does that mean you want to forfeit your turn?” he wondered.

I shook my head.

I knew what I wanted. My lips curled up into a rueful smile before I had a chance to stop it. “Truth or dare?” I mouthed to him.

“Dare,” he mouthed back.

Simone Jefferies: I dare you to show me what you’re working with.

Kingston Wright: You want to see my dick?

See it, touch it, ride it… My face flushed at the response that popped in my head. I am not texting him that!

Simone Jefferies: Yes.

He had a sexy smirk on his face as he excused himself from the table. He pulled his shirt down as much as he could, but anyone paying attention would notice the bulge he was blocking with his hands. I watched him until he disappeared down the hallway where the bathroom was located.

“What are you smiling at?” Latisha asked me, yanking my attention away from Kingston.

“I just—um, nothing. It’s this text—it’s nothing,” I replied, fumbling over my words.

Eli looked across the table at me with suspicion. “You want to know what I think it is?”

“No,” Tisha and I said in unison.

A couple minutes later, my phone vibrated. I tried to play it cool as I opened it.

It was a video.

Kingston Wright: For you.

As I watched the ten second clip of Kingston running his hand up and down his thick shaft, I sucked in a sharp intake of air. The size of his dick exceeded my expectations. I was still staring at it when I felt someone approach the table. Clicking my phone off, I looked up.

“Your salad,” the waiter said, placing it in front of me.

I flashed him a guilty smile. “Thank you.”

I’m basically watching porn at a rehearsal dinner. I spotted Kingston coming back from the bathroom. He’s one of my closest friends.

Closing my eyes, I prayed over my food and then started stuffing my mouth with lettuce.

“You’re going to choke,” Kingston commented, his eyebrows raised.

I started choking on my food before I was able to swallow.

He quickly started patting my back. “I told you you were going to choke.”

I cleared my throat. “See? All better.” Holding his gaze, I added, “I just had too much in my mouth, but I always manage to swallow.”

His hand stilled on my back and his eyes darkened. “Simone.”

I was throbbing and finding it difficult to resist him. “You started it.”

“You made my dick twitch when you said that.”

“And you soaked my panties,” I admitted, narrowing my eyes at him.

He licked his lips. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” I whispered back.

Kingston Wright: I dare you to take them off and let me feel how wet they are.

My entire body clenched.

Simone Jefferies: Can I keep