11. Mila #2
“The one that will have you blushing and your brother cussing,” he said lightly, and he gave my ass a quick slap before he walked away and sat down next to the fire.
I stood there, feeling confused and turned on, wondering what he had planned.
It seemed like he was coming on to me, even though he was still teasing me and driving me crazy.
And even though he was here with Barbie and doing heavens knew what with her, Ryker seemed hell-bent on teasing me, and I didn’t know if he was deliberately playing me to make me feel embarrassed or if he was going to carry through on his word.
I knew, in my heart of hearts, that I wanted him to follow through on everything he was saying.
My ass was still tingling from his touch, and I wondered how far he was going to take it.
I already knew how far I was willing to go.
“Truth or dare, Mila?” Ryker’s voice was smooth as he looked at me.
“I don’t know.” I looked over at Lara, and she shrugged. She didn’t know what to tell me to do, and I didn’t know what to do.
“Come on, sis,” Parker said, sounding like he was already half-drunk. “Pick truth. I want to find out all your secrets.”
“Dare,” I blurted out loudly, feeling panicked.
What if he asked me about Ryker? How embarrassing would that be?
So, everyone, I’ve had a crush on Ryker Walker for years, and I came up to the lake house this year with the plan of seducing him.
Yeah, that would go down really well. Ryker would probably laugh and say he knew it all along, and then Parker would call my parents and get me sent to some convent in Italy or something.
“Okay, pick a name out of the basket,” Ryker said with a grin. “And then pick the dare out of the dare basket.”
“Okay,” I said softly, hoping that the dares we’d all written and put in the basket weren’t too crazy.
I mean, one of my dares was for people to kiss for two minutes, in the hope that I could kiss Ryker, or Lara could kiss Parker.
I put my hand in the first basket and picked out a piece of paper with a name on it.
My heart skipped a beat as I slowly opened it.
“I hope you picked me, darling,” Troy said, his eyes gleaming at me.
I ignored his face as I unfolded the paper.
He was really getting on my nerves. I wasn’t sure what sort of game he thought he was playing.
He was paying more attention to Barbie, and I think it was clear to everyone that he thought her almost-naked breasts were far superior to my covered-up ones.
Not that I cared. All I could think about was Ryker and the way he’d been staring at me all night.
My eyes read the paper in front of me, and my heart stopped beating for a second.
I tried not to grin as I read Ryker’s name in short, clean black handwriting.
“Who did you get?” Lara asked excitedly. I think she could tell from the sudden change in my demeanor that it was Ryker’s name in my hand.
“I got Ryker,” I said with a fake scowl, pretending that I was upset. I looked over at Lara, and she winked at me and made an “ooh-la-la” movement with her mouth.
“I hope you guys get my dare. You’ll have to go and get more beer from the grocery store.” Parker laughed.
“That’s not a dare.” I rolled my eyes at him as I put my hand in the dare basket and pulled out a piece of paper.
I was hoping it wasn’t something too crazy and absurd.
I would be happy with a kiss. Maybe even a French kiss.
Maybe even being handcuffed together. That would be kind of exciting.
I unfolded the new piece of paper and felt my skin burn as I read it.
This could not be right, could it? Who would have made a dare like this?
Then I looked at Barbie, and I realized she would die for the chance to do what was written.
“Read it aloud, Mila,” Ryker said, staring at me with a weird look on his face. He looked way too serious, way too sexy, and way too out of my league. I’d be happy with the kiss, but I wasn’t sure I was ready to go completely naked.
“I’m not doing this,” I protested, my face burning as I wondered if I’d shaved recently and if my boobs would look saggy in the moonlight. Saggy, wet boobs were not the same as boobs pushed up in tight lingerie as I lay on the bed with my hair hanging in my face.
“You have to,” Parker said as he swigged from his beer. I wanted to slap him. If he knew what the dare was, he wouldn’t be saying that. No, siree.
“No, I don’t.”
“Stop being a baby,” he said with a laugh and a mocking look. I’d show my big brother that he couldn’t keep talking to me like a little baby.
“Fine. I’ll do it.” I shook my head at him and then looked at Ryker. “Get up and get ready to take your clothes off, Ryker, we’re going skinny-dipping in the lake.”
“Oh hell no, you’re not.” Parker’s demeanor changed right away as he jumped up and put his beer down.
Lara, Barbie, and Troy looked over at him, surprised.
They were likely surprised at how quickly his mood had changed, but they had no idea that this was how Parker always acted with me.
I felt sorry for his kids. He was going to be a tyrant.
“Yes, we are.” I walked over to Ryker and grabbed his arm. “Let’s go.”
“Ryker, you cannot skinny-dip with my sister.” Parker looked at him, sounding pissed.
“I’ll take her to the lake, but I’ll make sure she’s safe,” Ryker said. “After all, a dare is a dare. Plus, it’s dark, so no one will see us.”
“I don’t want you seeing my sister naked.” Parker was starting to sound even more pissed off, and I could see his face turning red as he glared at his best friend.
“I’ll close my eyes.” Ryker shrugged and then looked at me. “I don’t particularly want to do this myself,” he said, and I saw him giving me a thorough once-over. “Let’s go and get this done with,” he said, grabbed my arm, and led me down to the lake.
We walked quickly, my heart racing. Were we really going to do this? Was Ryker only doing it because it was a dare? My answer came swiftly as we stopped by some chairs next to the lake, and he pulled his shirt off, turned to me with a grin, then dropped it to the ground.
“Get your bra and your panties off, baby, it’s time for me to get you wet.” He bent down and splashed some water on my legs, his brown eyes shooting promises of deeds unknown. “What are you waiting for?” he asked as he unbuttoned his pants.
“What are you doing?” I asked stupidly as my eyes devoured his abs and his muscular pecs.
We had gone from zero to one hundred in two seconds flat, and my brain was sending warning signals all through my body.
I wasn’t sure if I was feeling panicked about going skinny-dipping or if I was feeling panicked because I had an almost-naked Ryker standing a mere inch from me.
“Like what you see?” He flexed his pecs together and then one at a time. My eyes were mesmerized by the movement, and I wanted to reach out and touch his chest to see what it felt like when he moved them back and forth.
“Ryker,” I squeaked when he grabbed my hand and put my fingers on his right pec and ran them down his chest on the way to the top of his pants.
I wasn’t sure if he had ESP or what, but the feeling of his chest moving was quite enjoyable.
“Ryker,” I squeaked again as he held my hand firmly and pressed it against the top of his pants. “What are you doing?”
“I want you to make me wet as well,” he said, his lips close to mine. “It’s only fair.” His breath whispered across my lips as I felt something underneath his pants twitching.
He laughed at the look on my face and then pulled away, leaving me standing there breathless.