Losing A Bet Has Never Been So Fun…
On a trip to the casino, Sam and her three college buddies (Dex, Charlie, and Jackson) find themselves making something they refer to as “exotic wagers”. They propose odd bets within the group, performing outlandish dares if their spins on the machine produce a profit. The bets get silly, and the friends become outrageous with their challenges. Jackson, Sam’s best friend and old college roommate, throws out a dare for her—if she wins big, she has to sleep with all of them.
After a wild night in bed with the guys, Sam finds herself plagued with thoughts of Jackson. She thinks she might be falling in love with her best friend, but can she convince him their night together was more than just some silly bet?
Be Warned: menage sex (MFMM), anal sex
Dex and Charlie had already shared a woman. What if she didn’t measure up? What if she wasn’t able to please all of them? What if? What if? What if?
“Stop it,” Dex demanded. “Don’t think. Just do.” He arched a brow at her. “This is meant to be fun, Sammy. Don’t you dare think it to death. Shut off that big brain of yours and just have a good time.” Grabbing her by the waist, he walked her backward until she was pressed against the wall of the elevator. He ground his hips against hers, then lowered his mouth to hers for a bruising kiss.
Sam gasped in surprise, but her body responded, her hips thrusting back against his. She returned his kiss, feeling excitement race through her. She wanted this. She wanted to have sex with Dex. That revelation filled her with shock, but she didn’t fight the truth of it.
The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open. Dex pulled away as quickly as he’d pressed her against the wall. With a bawdy wink, he sauntered out of the elevator with Charlie following behind.
Sam went to trail after them, but Jackson grabbed her arm and pulled her to a stop. He turned her to face him, worry in his eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay with this, Sam? If you’re not, just say the word and I’ll call an end to it.”
She took a deep breath, then nodded her head. “Yeah, I’m okay, Jackson.” To prove this point, she stood on her tiptoes and wrapped an arm around his neck. Tugging his head down to hers, she kissed him.
Jackson responded immediately. His arms snaked around her waist and he pulled her closer. Everything about the kiss was sexual, but it was somehow different than Dex’s. It was slow, yet unbelievably erotic. He took his time as his mouth explored hers, as if she quenched a burning thirst within him.
She moaned softly and opened her mouth to him, her nails scratching gently at the back of his neck. She’d never envisioned kissing her best friend before. If she had, she never would have imagined it would be so good. Jackson kissed her in a way that made her feel it all the way down to her toes. The way his hands stroked along her hips made her itch to strip out of her skirt right there in the elevator.
“Hey!” Dex ducked his head back into the elevator. “You guys coming? Or you gonna’ keep having fun without us?”
Sam broke away from Jackson with a guilty, nervous laugh. “We’re coming.” She glanced up at Jackson for confirmation.
He nodded. “Yeah. We’re coming.”
Squaring her shoulders, Sam marched out of the elevator toward her hotel room. She was about to have sex with her friends. She tried not to think too much on that. She’d already committed to this. She wasn’t going to back out now. Besides, she didn’t want to. Miss Uptight was about to do something irresponsible and fun. Consequences be damned!