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I stared, not getting his meaning as he seared me with his heated gaze. “Um, okay.”

“Oh, I think you can get her to do it,” Simon offered. His hand had dropped down and rubbed up and down Slade’s neck subconsciously.

Narrowing my eyes at Simon, I gave him a pointed look. “Don’t make me hurt you, Simon Fisher. I knowallyour weak spots.”

He sat up, zipping his lips. “Okay, Lenn, truth or dare.”

“Um, truth.”

“Who’s the better kisser?”

“Nope, not answering that one. Give me the tequila.”

Laughing, Slade passed over the bottle, his fingers grazing mine slowly as he did. The tequila burned going down, and I stuck out my tongue at the bitter taste, my nostrils burning. “Oh geez, that is awful.”

We managed a few rounds, sharing some truths, some dares, but they were mostly tame ones, and only a few shots were taken between us. The alcohol was doing enough of a job, though, and I felt confident to attempt the first sexual dare.

“I dare you to do a striptease, Peach.”

Standing, I didn’t hesitate as I watched the shock register a second later at my move before desire took over in his gaze. He licked his lips as I slowly started to move my hips, scrunching up my dress to the music in my head. Seductively, I unzipped it before pushing the sides off my shoulders. Simon turned on some music, and I found it easier to get into the feel of the dance. Their eyes tracked all my movements, making me feel even more seductive.

Pushing the dress off, I let it pool at my feet, standing in only my undergarments. I watched both of them gulp as I went to unhook my bra, feeling sexy under their gazes, my inhibitions lowered as I soaked it in. Letting the cups fall forward, I tossed it at Simon before I turned, mimicking a move I’d seen in the movies. Bending over, I slowly pulled my panties down, showing them all the goods.

I wanted to be embarrassed, but their groans as I pulled them off encouraged me to keep going. Standing back up, I found them laser-focused on me, and I tossed my underwear toward Slade. He caught it, tucking it in his pocket with a smug look. I could see both of their arousals tenting in their pants. Taking a bow, I walked over to Slade and held out my hand.

“I have nothing.”

Shaking my head, I smiled. “No, you misunderstand. Give me your shirt.”

“Oh, gladly.”

He whipped it over his head and handed it to me. I pulled my head through the hole before threading my arms through the sleeves. Once I was covered, I sat back in my chair. Still feeling the seduction coursing through me from the dance, I placed my legs over the arm toward them, the shirt sliding forward, barely covering my love glove box.

“Okay, my turn.”

“Holy fuck, Lenn. That was sexy as hell, but seeing you in his shirt right now is a close second.”

“Good. Now, can I continue?”

“Sorry, please do.”

“Simon, truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“I dare you to kiss Slade.”

He bent down, not even hesitating, and I found myself shifting in my chair as I watched them. I’d wanted to know what it felt like to see them together but also to push their boundaries and what they were comfortable with. Clearly, it was only me because they kissed one another easily. It washot. Slade had grabbed the back of Simon’s head, the force more than he used with me, and I loved the power between them. It was aggressive, masculine, and sexy.

My pussy began to throb with need, and I tried to shift to relieve some of it. Slade caught my movement when he pulled back, giving me a mischievous look.

“I think Peach liked it, Si.”

“I think she did too. Lemon Drop, truth or dare?”

“Nope, you just asked me. You can’t double-dip!”

They laughed at me, and I still didn’t understand what was so funny, so I ignored them, not wanting to admit my cluelessness. “Fine. Slade, truth or dare?”

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