Truth or Dare: Party Games, Book 2 (11 page)

The wind picked up and Grant glanced at the sky to see a storm rolling in from the south. They’d been so occupied with their sandcastle building they hadn’t seen the change in weather. The clouds were moving fast and unless they packed up and headed home now they’d be caught in the deluge when it hit.

“Come on, time to head home.” He indicated the dark grey mass on the horizon.

“Damn. Looks like a doozy too,” Dayne said as his sat back on his haunches.

“I guess the weatherman got it right for a change.” Miki pushed to her feet and slapped her hands together to brush off the sand. “They said we’d be getting a thunderstorm in the early evening, but it’s been such a lovely day I thought for sure they’d gotten it wrong again.”

“It has been a great day, and just because the weather is going to turn foul doesn’t mean our fun has to end. How about dinner and a movie, complete with popcorn and choc tops in a private movie theatre?” Grant asked.

“Buttered popcorn?”

“Whatever kind you want,” Dayne said.

“Romantic comedy?”

Grant groaned. “If we have to. But fair’s fair, next movie we get to pick.”

Miki smiled. “I know just the one I want to watch.”

“Which one? We’ve probably got it at the house but if not we can pick it up at the rental store,” Grant said as he reached for Miki’s hand and pulled her up the beach towards the car.

“
No Strings Attached
.”

“I think that came in yesterday’s bundle.”

“Yesterday’s bundle?”

They stopped at the outdoor shower to hose off their feet. “Yeah, we get online and order new movies all the time. Our latest package came yesterday, but I can’t remember what was in it.”

“I’m pretty sure I ordered
No Strings Attached
.” Dayne held on to Miki as she lifted one leg under the spray. “I definitely know the latest
Saw
movie was in there.”

“I’m not watching that.” Miki shuddered in an exaggerated fashion. “Too much blood and guts for me.”

“I can think of something you could do to take your mind off the bad scenes.” Dayne waggled his eyebrows.

Grant and Miki laughed at him but in usual Dayne style he affected a wounded look and kept going.

“I’m crushed you two don’t take me seriously. I was being genuine. I was only going to suggest Miki refill our drinks and the popcorn bowl during the blood and guts parts.”

Smiling, Miki said, “Sure you were.” Shaking the excess water from her legs, she stepped back onto the grass. “We’re going to get your car filthy and wet if we get in like this.”

“There’s a couple of towels in the boot. We can use those to dry off before getting in. Not that it matters, I’ll put it in for a detail during the week,” Grant said.

She frowned at him. “Don’t you wash your own car?”

“Well, yeah, but the car wash across the road from the office has this new system and…never mind.” Grant draped his arm over her shoulders and pulled her close. “Let’s go. What do you want for dinner?”

“We could do homemade pizza. That would make it a real movie date,” Dayne said from the other side of Miki.

“You guys make your own pizzas?” She laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever met a pair of more domesticated men in my life.”

“Hey.” Dayne bumped her hip with his. “Don’t knock us until you’ve experienced the joys that are my hand-rolled pizza dough.”

“Crispiest crust you’ll ever eat.” Grant let her go and pulled his keys from his pocket. With the press of a button, the doors unlocked and he popped the boot to grab the beach towels stowed in the back. “Here.” He flung one at Dayne and turned to Miki with the other.

“Thanks.”

Grant stood mesmerized as Miki wrapped the towel around her waist and shimmied out of her shorts. With one tug he could pull that strip of cloth from her and find out what she wore beneath the denim, but he wasn’t sure he could control himself if he knew, and screwing her in the car park wasn’t exactly the gentlemanly thing to do. He almost swallowed his tongue when she stripped off her tank top and revealed the skimpy bra beneath. Miki shook both pieces of clothing before tossing them into the trunk and getting in the car.

“She’s gonna go home like that?” Dayne’s strangled words snapped Grant out of his trance.

He closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath. “If she is I’ll be lucky to keep the car on the road.” Grant snatched the towel from Dayne and roughly cleaned up before sliding behind the wheel.

His friend slipped in beside him, but neither of them braved a look into the backseat. Grant even tilted the rear-view mirror so he wouldn’t see Miki every time he checked traffic. With jerky movements, Grant started the car and put it in reverse. He stopped. Now he’d have to check the mirrors, look over his shoulder. With a groan, he clenched his jaw and swivelled his head so quickly he looked like one of those amusement clowns on speed.

There was no traffic in sight so he took his foot off the break and jammed it on the accelerator. They lurched back and forth with his crappy driving and Dayne’s hand slammed onto the dashboard. He thought he caught a glimpse of Miki toppling to the side as he swung the wheel and shoved the car into drive. Again, Grant’s driving was less than stellar but he couldn’t unclench his jaw to apologise. His only concern was getting them home before the thought of Miki almost naked in his backseat did dangerous things to his control.

Weaving in and out of traffic with total disregard for the speed limit, Grant raced home, his car zooming down the roads like the lust in his veins. Fast. It took twenty minutes to get home. Dayne pressed the garage remote as they drove up the street and Grant swung the Audi in the garage before the door was all the way up. Braking hard, he shifted into park and undid his seatbelt. When he cut the engine the whirr of a motor filled the silence as the door lowered behind them.

“Jeez, Grant. Are the hounds of hell on our tails?” Miki’s laughter filled the car and snapped the last of his control.

He looked at Dayne, and without words they both opened their doors and got out. In unison they opened the rear doors and moved in on her. Blood pumped through him in a scalding flash flood. His cock pressed against the confines of his shorts and rubbed against the sensitive head.

“What?” Miki’s gaze darted between them.

“If you don’t want me driving like a lunatic don’t get in my car naked,” he growled.

“I’m not naked.”

“You soon will be.” Dayne grabbed the towel and ripped it away. “Oh man.”

“Christ. What the hell are those?” Grant pointed at the tiny web of black covering her pussy.

“What?” Miki looked down. “They’re my underwear.”

“That’s not underwear. That’s, that’s, hell, I have no idea what that is but it certainly isn’t underwear,” Grant argued.

“I’ll have you know they’re very expensive underwear.”

“I’ll write you a check.” Grant stuck his fingers into the lacy webbing and ripped them apart. The sound of tearing cloth was drowned out by Miki’s gasp.

“Grant!”

He didn’t answer her. Instead he pulled her into his arms and took her protesting mouth with his. She melted into him, her tongue coming out to play with his. Closing his eyes, Grant dove into her lush depths while attempting to rid her of her only other clothing. Dayne’s hands pushed his aside and disposed of her bra. Miki moaned and he swallowed the sound before it could escape. Letting go of her lips, he trailed his mouth across her cheek to her ear.

“We’re going to fuck you in my car, Miki.” He nipped at her lobe and she jolted against him. “You want that don’t you?”

The nod of her head wasn’t enough. He needed the words.

“Say it.” He sucked on her lobe before licking his way back to her mouth. “Tell us to fuck you in the car, Miki.”

“Please.”

Dayne was playing with her breasts with one hand and plying her clit with the other. She humped against his friend, her legs spread as wide as they could go with them on either side of her. Grant lowered his hand to join Dayne’s and together they thrust a finger into her clenching channel.

“Please.” The raw cry tore from her throat.

“Say it!”

They worked her flesh, drove in and out while keeping the pressure on her clit. Grant twisted his hand, brought his thumb to her anus and pushed just the tip inside.

“Oh, oh, yes. Yes. Fuck me.”

Dayne sucked a nipple into his mouth and she shattered on their hands. Her hips thrashed and bucked as she milked as much pleasure from them as she could.

“Jesus.” Dayne pulled away, leaned into the front seat and scrambled for his wallet. He came back with two condoms and neither of them wasted time stripping out of their clothes and donning the protection.

Grant lifted Miki from the seat, her body pliant with her release, and manoeuvred underneath her. Dayne helped turn her to face Grant and lowered her onto his friend’s cock. Grant shuddered in reaction as the hot glove of her cunt settled over him. If Dayne was any judge, his friend was close to the edge and things would be over before he got a chance to join in.

“Hurry up,” Grant demanded.

“Can’t fit. Move your legs along the seat towards me.” Dayne helped guide both of them into position.

“Dayne, please,” Miki gasped. “I need both of you.”

He ran his fingers through the cream coating her pussy and spread it over her arse. He did it again and again, trying to get as much lubrication as possible to ease his entry. Dayne pushed a finger inside her tight passage. A second followed and she rode his hand as she worked herself along the length of Grant’s cock.

“Now.”

“Dammit, you’re not ready.”

Miki turned her head to look at him. Her eyes blazed with an icy-blue flame that threatened to incinerate him. “Now, Dayne. Fuck my arse now.”

A violent shudder racked his entire body at her words. Removing his fingers, he crawled up behind her. One knee on the seat, the other on the floor, Dayne pressed the head of his erection to her puckered hole. Miki rocked her hips and took him in. She opened for him, relaxing her muscles until the mushroom tip popped through the tight ring. Fire shot up his cock and he slammed forward with a roar.

He stilled, frightened his hasty entry had hurt her, but she bucked beneath him. Her arse sucked at his length as she rode up and down. Dayne couldn’t see how it was possible, but she directed their lovemaking, caught between him and Grant, she moved with speed and drove him quickly to the edge of release. Fumbling for purchase, he thrust into her as best he could in the confined space of the backseat. His friend lay pinned under both of them and could do no more than enjoy the ride.

In no time, Dayne felt the spasms in his balls signalling his imminent orgasm. The sight of his cock disappearing between those plump cheeks sent him over. His hips powered back and forth, his length sawing in and out, as he gave in and exploded. Come blasted through his shaft, filling the condom in jet after jet of hot seed. Stars burst in front of his eyes and he squeezed them shut as the last wave stole his breath.

Miki jerked against him, her muscles milking his softening flesh as she came. Dayne wasn’t sure who cried what. The moan, the growl, the shout. It didn’t matter. With a final plunge, he buried himself deep and fell forward, his sweat-slick chest sliding along her shaking spine. He heard Grant gasp and felt his friend’s cock pulse against his own through the thin layer of Miki’s body. As he came back to earth the only sounds were the three of them struggling to catch their breath.

He eased out of Miki’s arse and sat half on the floor, half on the seat. His legs shook and he didn’t trust them to hold him up just yet. Dayne spotted his shirt and used it to wrap the condom in. They should go inside and get cleaned up, but he couldn’t find the energy to speak, never mind move.

“I’ll never walk again.”

Dayne smoothed a hand over Miki’s rump. “Yes, you will. And if not I’m happy for you to stay right here forever.” He slid his fingers through her slit and brushed her protruding clit. Grant’s spent cock, wrapped in the condom lay below her. Dayne marvelled at how the sight didn’t worry him. This sharing Miki was teaching him new things about himself every minute they were together.

“I’m not staying here like this,” she murmured. “I can only imagine how horrible I must look.”

Idly he played with the folds of her pussy. “Miki, honey, you are the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He thrust two fingers into her well-fucked cunt and she trembled around him.

“Oh…”

He smiled. The woman amazed him. They fucked her senseless and yet still he could arouse her. She rocked onto him, moaning and whimpering as cream flowed from her. His cock pulsed, hardened with renewed interest. They so needed to get inside. Dayne removed his fingers and slapped her arse.

“Come on, lazy bones, time to go inside.”

“Hey, that hurt.”

“No, it didn’t.” He patted the slightly pink imprint of his hand. Seeing his mark on her white skin did strange things to his insides. They might have to do some exploring later.

“Dayne’s right. We need to move inside.” Grant sat, taking Miki with him.

“Damn you both.” Her words were said without heat.

“And you right along with us, baby.” Dayne got out of the car, his legs remaining solid.

Reaching down, he scooped Miki up into his arms and carried her through the door connecting the garage to the house. He headed straight for Grant’s shower. Depositing Miki on her feet, he leaned over and turned on the water. Grant followed them into the bathroom.

“I’ll get clean towels and something for Miki to wear.”

Dayne left the room as Grant herded her under the hot spray. It took mere seconds to pull sweats and shirts from the clean laundry for him and Miki. Circling around via the linen room, he pulled out an armload of fresh towels and headed back to Grant’s room. His friend was stepping out when he got back.

“I’m done.” He reached for one of the towels. “Miki’s still washing her hair.”

Without comment, Dayne put his bundle down on the basin and walked into the shower. He stepped up behind her, pressed his front to her back and wrapped his arms around her. Burying his face in the curve between neck and shoulder, he nuzzled her, drawing a gasp from her throat.