Kiara's POV.
"I have an idea, let's do something different, how about truth or dare?"
"Okay? Sounds interesting, you go first."
"Fine. I dreamt you sat on my face. Pinned me down. Wouldn't let me breathe till you came all over my face. Woke up leaking like a pathetic mess. Couldn't even move."
My thighs clenched. The image of him, whatever face I made him out to be, buried between my legs, tongue desperate and greedy, fists clenched fuck. That hit hard.
"Okay... You won that round. Second, truth or dare?" I sent.
"Truth. But you better make it hurt."
"What's your biggest kink?
"Mental control. Getting someone to cum with just my voice. Just words. No hands. No touching. I love being inside their head. Watching them squirm. Making them beg just by telling them what to feel, exactly what I'm doing with you."
My lips parted. My nipples were stiff beneath my shirt already.
I was already squirming under my sheets. My panties clung damp between my legs.
"You... That's fucked up. And so
