Chapter 13
IS THERE SUCH A THING AS A TRUTH OR DARE RATING SYSTEM?
ABBY
My eyes widen with both surprise and excitement as Major leans back in his chair. “Ladies first.”
Geez, no pressure or anything. Doesn’t he know the Pisces in me is horrible at making decisions?
Where do I start? There are so many questions I want to ask all of them.
Some are completely appropriate, others not so much.
I shouldn’t dive straight in asking the dirty questions that have been running through my mind, but it’s hard to keep my thoughts in the PG-13 direction and not dive face first into the TV-MA arena.
I glance at Major, whose gaze has been trained on me pretty much since we sat down. The interesting thing about it is, it doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable or weird. It makes me feel protected, desired even.
I can’t imagine someone like him taking an interest in someone like me. He’s stoic and charming. His broad shoulders and lean waist sit perfectly above his strong legs and even the way he sits in a chair is silently commanding submission in a way I’ve never felt.
His bright eyes are kind, but there’s a fire behind them I can’t describe. They’re laced with years of experience that match the salt and peppering at his temples and beard but his youthful glowing skin makes him seem young and playful.
I hum out loud, debating who to challenge first, as I tap my chin. “Major.” His lips part slightly in surprise that I’m picking him first.
“Abby.” His reply sounds like velvet to my ears, seductive yet curious.
“Truth or Dare?” I ask, lifting my eyebrows playfully.
“Truth,” he responds with a confidence I envy.
“When and where was the first time you had sex?”
He doesn’t even take a second to think about the question before he responds.
“Back of my dad’s station wagon, prom night.
” He leans forward grabbing a small cluster of grapes, then leans back.
“I was seventeen, she knew I was a virgin and that I was leaving for the Coast Guard after graduation, so it was like last chance, pity sex. We had no room to move, half our clothes were still on and it was way too quick.” He shrugs.
“I hope your dad wasn’t in the front seat,” Jasper replies, and Major throws a grape at him.
“You guys throw a lot of things at each other.” I giggle, stating the obvious playfulness between them all.
“He usually deserves it,” Major replies. “No one’s first time is good.”
“Mine was,” Jasper bites back quickly, as he picks up the fruit and tosses it back at Major.
“How so?” Wade asks.
Jasper is stunned as he glances over at Wade. I think he’s shocked that Wade broke his silence inquiring about it.
He pauses for a moment, presses his hands into the couch cushions as he leans back and gets more comfortable.
“I was watching a movie with my best friend and his girlfriend, they started messing around under the blankets. I knew it was happening but didn’t say anything.
” Major shifts in his seat and I lean forward with extreme curiosity.
“About halfway through the movie, she straddled his lap and they started to make-out, like a heavy no holds barred make-out session. It was…hot. All of a sudden, she reached her hand out, grabbed my shirt, and pulled me in for a kiss too. Then told me she wanted to see me kiss him, my best friend. We sort of just looked at each other, pausing for a moment, but Lucy placed her hands behind our heads and just guided us together. It was the first time I ever kissed a guy and I knew instantly. Kissing a guy felt the same as kissing a girl. The same butterflies, the rush, the need. It was all there, and I loved the feeling of both.” He shrugs and glances at me.
“Everything sort of escalated from there.” His gorgeous smile is laced with a tad bit of shyness, as he looks around the table at all of us.
My hand mindlessly flaps twice in front of me attempting to secretly fan myself, as I expel the breath I was holding during his story. I feel like my body is on fire and my cheeks are probably the same color as the fire truck that sits in the garage.
It’s my turn to shift in my seat, as I attempt to gain some control and retract the tingling sensation between my legs.
My god. That was…wow.
I’m confused by my reaction. Whenever I’ve thought of sex or sexual pleasures, it’s always been with a guy and a girl. I never expected to be so turned on by hearing a story of a guy with another man but I feel feral in ways I can’t describe.
I clear my throat. “Whose turn is it?” I ask.
“Jasper.” Major’s voice is husky but calm. “Truth or Dare?”
Jasper's smile widens in slow motion as he looks back at Major with a glint in his eye. Like he’s challenging Major himself.
“Dare. Always, dare.”