Luke stands. “If you want rules, it will cost you your panties.”
I kick off my shoes and drop my skirt to hang again. I reach under and pull down my underwear, feeling the cool air on my already damp pussy. Instead of bending down, I put my hand on Luke’s shoulder to steady myself as I lift my panties to my hands by bending my knee.
“Rules please.” I push my panties to his chest.
He takes them and smiles. “Since you asked nicely.”
Once again, he inhales the scent from my panties, but this time he tosses them to Eli. I watch each of the horsemen smell my panties and then pass them on. I don’t want it to turn me on, but gah, does it.
Caden gets them last and smirks at me as he pockets them. I feel bare to all of them even though my skirt covers me. Luke takes my hand and leads me over to a rug where a bottle is already waiting. Low gaming chairs sit around the bottle. The kind that practically sit on the floor and rock. But there are only four of them.
This time it’s a beer bottle with the cap still on. Luke lowers to one of the gaming chairs. He pats his lap and says, “Sit.”
I lower myself onto his lap, careful to keep my skirt covering me. The others join us and sit in the other chairs in a circle around the bottle. Pressing my knees tight together, I swallow, feeling Luke’s erection against my tailbone.
“The rules?” I ask hesitantly. I’m sure I won’t like them, but better than being devirginized in a quickie in the closet.
“No hands. Only mouth and tongue. You spin the bottle, princess.” Luke wraps a hand around my waist and leans us both forward to touch the bottle. His smooth athletic pants do very little to hide the feel of his erection sliding between my legs.
I catch my breath before I can release a moan.
“Whoever it lands on, the coin toss decides whether you give, heads, or receive, tails the kiss.”
Another game of chance. The last one screwed me over royally. This one might really screw me period.
“You’re only allowed to kiss a place on someone once. Same goes for us. The order is the same for everyone.” Luke’s voice in my ear and his cock against my pussy fuck with my brain. “Neck, then chest, then stomach, then thighs, and finally pussy or cock.”
My core clenches at those last two. No matter what, I’m so going to lose this game.
“You’ll sit with me the first round, and then the next round you’ll sit with Eli, and so on. A round is four spins of the bottle.”
I glance at Eli and feel the heat in his eyes down to my bones. What’s the likelihood that I’ll land a bottle on the same guy and get five heads or five tails? That at least seems in my favor. I might get away without anyone under my skirt. Besides the guy I’m sitting on, of course.
“No hands, princess. If something needs to be exposed, the person receiving will expose it.” Luke sits back up and the pressure he’d put on my throbbing pussy goes away. Shit, I want it back. “Except you.”
“What?” I look back over my shoulder. Fuck, he’s pretty. His blond hair is tousled with no product to restrain it. His light blue eyes lock on mine, daring me to look away. I don’t think I could if I wanted to.
“When you need something uncovered, the guy holding you will do it. You won’t use your hands at all. And you aren’t allowed to leave the lap you’re on.” His eyes seem warmer right now.
So they’re going to strip me and keep me pressed between two of them at a time. I wish that didn’t turn me on.
This game will be the end of me. “How much time?”
“Thirty seconds,” Eli says.
Shit.
CHAPTER 42
The Invasion
Harper
I stare at the bottle, fully aware to reach it I will flash my naked pussy at Luke as I lean over to spin it. Already I don’t like this game. I could use my out, but once I do, what will happen? More public humiliation?
Spanking in the locker room with no panties? My pulse kicks up a notch. Spanking isn’t all bad, but I really don’t want other guys watching or looking under my skirt.
I glance around at the boys waiting for me to spin. These guys are getting to me. Making me feel so comfortable with them that I won’t question having sex with four guys. Maybe I’ll even want it, because part of me already does.
