Chapter 52

Jon's grin widened. "I dare ya to give Richie there a lap dance." He chuckled to himself. He'd told Bri he'd get her back, what better way? She couldn't say shit or she tilted the game.

Bri's brows arched as she studied Jon's shit eating grin. He thought she'd squawk? She took a deep breath and stood up. it’s nothing, it’s nothing, it’s just a game.

Geena stood up shot Jon a look, glanced at Bri and walked over to Richie Oh he wants to play that way huh? She flashed Bri another I'm sorry look then turned around and shook her behind in his face all the while keeping her eyes set on Jon. Turning around she straddled Richie, rotating her hips as she rubbed against his lap. Holy fuck he’s hard! He’s HUGE! No wonder Bri couldn’t walk. Stuffing the amazement down she cupped her breasts, pushing them closer together as she leaned into his chest to writhe a little harder. She risked a glance at Richie and damn near stopped as she saw the rising heat in his gaze.

Jon leaned back and watched the show, and fuck even his pants were growing tight. But odder than that he felt a growl threatening his throat. What the fuck was up with that? IT was just a fuckin' lap dance nothing more or less. Right?

Bri watched as Geena shook it all over Richie, watched the look that screamed about being horny, float into those big brown eyes of his. God damn it, only she should be making him hard. Fuck it all! Geena was getting a damn good idea of how built Richie was. Fuck Jon and his royal carpet he rode in on.

Richie pulled in deep breath after deep breath, trying to remain immune to the dance. He couldn’t get hard, he shouldn’t, he wasn’t Bri. But damn if she wasn't pushing the right buttons. Maybe if he just watched Bri, who he could tell was seething, and not Geena he could keep from embarrassing himself.

Geena swallowed hard as she felt Richie grow even harder Good God! Bri is so going to kill me. She kept doing her dance for a few moments then stood up . She couldn't bring herself to look at Bri but she did look at Jon and if she didn't know any better, he looked like he could kill someone.

Jon took a breath, glanced at Bri and almost laughed at the anger in her eyes. Well she'd learn to play with the big boys soon enough. "Guess that means it’s your turn Geena."

"I wish I could pick you asshole, " Geena growled. "But since I can't; Carly Truth or Dare?"

Carly glanced up and shivered. No way would she take a dare, not like how they were acting, but as she studied G, and the emotions shifting in her gaze she decided that Dare might be safer after all. "Ummm Dare?"

Geena licked her lips with delight "You must go over and lick David's Joker tattoo"

She felt the heat rising to her cheeks. , took a deep breath and turned to face David. With trembling fingers she reached forward slipping his button up shirt aside. Her head slowly dipped, her tongue beginning the slow trip around each inch of the ink. Oh My God, I'M DOING IT, Oh My God My God, I'M DOING IT!

David fought back a groan. This girl had his world turned upside down in such a short time and they hadn't even done anything yet. That was the surprising part too, he didn't miss it. But now with her pink tongue licking him like a seductive little minx, had him fighting not to take her right here and now in front of witnesses.

She felt his body tighten and straightened, only to look into light blue orbs that seemed flamed filled. I did that to him? He looks so hungry? Oh my gosh I did that to him?

She shifted suddenly, clearing her throat. "All done now."Her head twisted as she coughed for effect, "I choose Richie. Truth or Dare?"

Richie debated his choice a moment. This girl was shy so what damage could she do? Those shy ones are the ones that hide stuff deep. Changing his mind against taking the dare he winked.

"Truth."

"I want to know why you're really taking Bri with you to Seattle."

Richie's eyes darted to Bri then everyone else in the room before he answered " Because believe or not I feel a connection to her and would like to explore it. I really like her and I wanna see where this goes."

Carly blinked, she thought he'd play it off somehow, just say something about have having fun. That he admitted that stunned her. "Well then, um, your turn."

Richie looked at Bri then Dave as a big grin spread over his face. "David?"

David grinned and reached up to fluff his curls before crossing his eyes at Bri. "Knew you loved me best man." David's brows wagged, "Before ya even ask you big lug, DARE."

Richie glanced over at Carly as he thought over his options. The poor girl looked terrified. He knew she was a gutter girl, or whatever they called themselves, but she seemed the shyer of the three. Taking pity on her and not David he spoke, "Ok you asked for it, I want you go and French your lady there," Richie smirked.

He glanced at Carly a moment. That they had done a time or two, that wouldn't freak her so bad. He took her hands and pulled her closer, his lips settling on hers. Teasing the seam of her lips he groaned as she opened for him, his tongue slowly stroking against hers for a few moments.

Pulling away, he cleared his throat and tried to will his raging cock back down. "There. Satisfied you perv?"

"Yea man that’s cool" Richie said. He could have been really wicked but he really liked Carly and didn't want to embarrass her too much.

A blush crept over Carly as she buried her face into David's shoulder not daring to look at anyone in the room.

David's hands rubbed together gleefully as his eyes settled on Bri. "Sooo tell me cutie. Truth or Dare?"

Bri shivered at the pure evil in David's voice. She wasn't about to answer questions on positions or anything else he could come up with. Taking a deep breath she replied. "Dare me if you can Joker."

David leaned back, satisfaction in his stance. "Seven Minutes in Heaven, with Richie." He leaned back a triumphant look on his face, "or is that 7 minutes in hell?" He winked at Carly as a grin hit his lips. "Cuz I'm the only one that does heaven."