Chapter Four.
Darren
“What the hell? Is the power out?” War asks behind me as I pocket my keys.
I keep my mouth shut until I hear the door close behind him.
“No clue. That’s why I had to stop by. Hang on, let me try the switch.” I’d installed smart plugs earlier this week that he had no idea about, so unless I spoke the words ‘Lights On’, then the switch wasn’t going to do jack.
“Huh, let me check the breaker,” I call over my shoulder.
“How can you fucking see?” I chuckled into the darkness as I stepped closer to where I knew Jess was hiding.
“I can walk this place with my eyes closed. Just hang tight.” I reach my hand out and touch the edge of a table, and find her hair.
Leaning forward carefully, I find her lips with mine and whisper.
“Ready?” Her lips open, and I press my advantage and kiss her before she can answer.
“Dare?” War is not known for his patience, and I snort, breaking the kiss.
I straighten up and sigh.
“Lights on.” I hear the devise click, and then the lights flicker on, blinding us all for a moment.
“Surprise!” I call out to War, who is still blinking the sudden glare out of his eyes.
“What the fuck Dare—Oh,” I smirk at him when his eyes drop to Jess laying in front of me like the buffet she is.
“Told you dinner would be worth the wait.” I take my coat off and then walk over to stand next to him to see the view from his perspective.
Jesus Christ, she’s fucking beautiful.
“Hungry?” I elbow him, and he strips off his coat as well, throwing it at my face without once taking his eyes off Jess.
“Starved.” His voice has dropped an octave, telling me that Jess might get eaten before any of the sushi she spent the day making ever gets touched.
I toss the coats into the hooks by the door and turn back to see War devouring Jess’s lips. I clear my throat and point at the actual food on the table.
“Food first. Dessert later.” War looks torn.
“Bro, she’s not going anywhere. Come eat. She worked really fucking hard on this. I mean, just look at this spread.” War’s eyes leave Jess for a split second before he’s staring at her and licking his lips like a man lost in the desert, and she’s the only water in sight.
“Oh, trust me, I am, but nothing here looks or tastes better than she does.” Okay, fair.
“I agree, but come eat so we can savor her after.” I pick up a plate and a pair of chopsticks and hold them out to him.
“FUCK,” he growls, snatching them from my hands and walking around the table to stand next to me.
“Have you ever seen a more appetizing meal?” We stare at Jesse, who has been trying to keep perfectly still so she doesn’t dislodge any of the strategically placed platters of sushi that in essence cover all my favorite parts on her body.
And no, I’m not just talking about her pussy and tits.
She’s got a series of freckles that I love kissing from her sternum to her navel. Then there’s the heart tattoo she got for her birthday last year with the phrase “Love to War, Dare to Love” inside it. She put it on her upper left thigh, and the artist used our fingerprints to make the heart.
It’s placed exactly where War and I hold her ass up so we can hit that sweet spot that makes her scream.
“Dare? You’re growling, and I don’t think it’s your stomach.” War elbows me, and I clear my throat as Jesse shifts her hips slightly.
“Damn, look at that blush. I think someone is needy.” War nods as he starts loading up his plate.
“You better eat quickly cause we ain’t kids anymore and I’m not waiting on you.” I chuckle at his enthusiasm.
We grab a few pieces off the table and then make our way to the plates lining Jesse’s body.
“Where to begin?” War snaps the chopsticks together, but Jesse breaks her silence, clearing her throat before pointing to a little sign neither of us noticed before now.
For your dining pleasure:
All items placed on this display must be
removed without the use of any utensils.
Do not use sauces on display.
Thank you, and enjoy your meal.
I look at my twin, and I’m sure we’ve both got the exact same impression on our faces.
“Rules are rules.” I place my plate down and point at a tasty-looking piece on her right breast.
“That one looks really good. Why don’t you give it a try?” War cleans the plate of the three rolls in ten seconds flat.
I’m not sure he even tasted them, but I flick the little plate off Jess and glare at her nipple under the vinyl teddy she’s wearing. I bend over her body and bite her nipple through the material, making her hiss.
“I think we need to work as a team here.” War stands up straight and rubs his chin in thought.
“Heads or tails?”