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“Soft dare,” Rick said with a sharklike smile, as Alice settled into Marco’s lap, her dress now a useless scrap of fabric that no longer hid anything. “Alice, kiss Joe on the cheek… but only after he whispers something sweet in your ear.”
Joe made an exaggeratedly romantic face, bringing a hand to his chest. “Honey,” he whispered, bringing his lips close to Alice’s ear as she pretended to wrinkle her nose, “with that slutty ass, you could make a saint come.” Alice burst out laughing, a nervous, high-pitched sound, but when her lips touched Joe’s cheek, it was slow and challenging.
“Come on, don’t be shy now,” Marco muttered, his fingers squeezing her hips. “The next truth is mine. Alice, how many times have you touched yourself thinking about tonight?”
She glanced at him sideways, her lips still moist from touching Joe. “What a fucking question…” she hissed, but then lowered her voice as if she were confessing a secret. “Three. Since Luca told me we were coming over.”
The boys erupted in a chorus of vulgar approval, while Rocco poured himself another glass with an unsteady hand. “Even softer dare,” he announced, pointing his finger at Alice with a directorial air. “Let Rick stroke your hair while you tell Marco what Luca would do to you if he found out what a slut you are.”
Alice shook her head, but was already moving toward Rick, who sank his fingers into her blond hair possessively. “Luca’s a good guy,” she said, her voice trembling as Marco ran his hand over her thigh. “He’s not obsessed like you guys. At most… he’d punish me by making me wait.”
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“Punish you?” Joe laughed, brushing the back of his hand over her breast. “I bet he’d fuck you right here, in front of us, just to prove you’re his.”
Alice lowered her eyes, but the way she bit her lip spoke louder than any words. “Truth,” she whispered, “maybe… I’d like to see him angry.”
The room filled with an electric silence, broken only by the sound of ice sliding into glasses. I, Luca, counted my breaths, feeling the anger and more mix into a dangerous cocktail.
“Then the final dare for tonight,” Rocco said, rising dramatically. “Alice, sit on my lap and whisper in my ear what you would say to Luca if you wanted to drive him crazy with jealousy.”
She hesitated, truly uncertain for the first time, but then she moved, her dress now useless, her curves exposed to the harsh light of the living room. When her lips brushed Rocco’s ear, everyone held their breath.
“I would tell him…” Alice whispered, her lips so close to Rocco’s ear that her hot breath gave him goosebumps, “…that tonight I wore this dress without panties especially for you.” Her voice trembled slightly, but the smirk that lit up her face when she pulled back was pure venom. Rocco stared at her, his eyes darkening, while the others whistled and slapped their hands on the table. .
“What a slut!” Marco exclaimed, chuckling as he poured himself another shot. “Come on, that’s still too soft a dare. Alice, truth be told: how many orgasms have you had tonight just thinking about what we could do to you?” His question fell like a stone in a pond, and for the first time I saw Alice truly blush, her cheeks turning bright red.
She looked down, her fingers fidgeting nervously with the hem of her dress. “Two,” she finally admitted, her voice so low I almost didn’t hear it. “When Joe groped my ass earlier and… and when Marco asked me how I’d like him to put it on.” The silence that followed was broken only by the boys’ stifled laughter, while I gripped the bottle so tightly I feared it might break.
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