Truth, dare or bare 2

Ruth's POV

Jake finished unpacking first. He slid the wardrobe door shut and reached for the handle, already halfway out.

“You coming?” he asked over his shoulder

“Where?” I tipped my head, pretending not to know.

“Mark’s room. Truth or dare.” He gestured down the hall.

I hesitated on purpose. “No.” A small smile curved my lips. “I still have things to do. And I just got a new book, so—”

“It won’t be fun with just the three of us.” He cut in, turning back to face me. “Four’s a better number.”

There was something in his expression, hopeful, almost impatient, that made my lips twitch.

“Okay,” I said, pretending to think it over. “I’ll join you in five.”

He nodded once and left.

The smile I’d been holding finally broke free as I closed the wardrobe and headed down the softly lit hallway toward Lilith’s room.

When I stepped inside, they were already seated on the floor in a loose circle, laughter bouncing off the walls.

I lowered myself between Jake and Lilith, close enough to feel his presence settle beside me.

“Okay, now that we’re all here,” Mark said, setting the bottle on the floor. “Let the game begin.”

He gave it a spin. Glass scraped softly against the tile as it turned, slowed… and stopped, pointing straight at me.

Lilith grinned. “Looks like you’re starting.”

Laughter rippled around the circle. “Truth or dare?”

I should’ve said truth.

Instead, I straightened my spine. “Dare.”

Lilith’s smile widened, wicked and knowing. She rubbed her palms together, her gaze flicking, just once, from me to Jake.

My stomach dropped.

“Oh shit,” I muttered under my breath.

Why did I say dare?

“Can I change it?” I lifted a tentative hand.

“No, darling,” Mark said, crossing his arms, clearly enjoying this. “You know the rules.”

“Right.” I swallowed and nodded, my pulse thudding in my ears.

I risked a glance at Jake. He sat there far too calm, watching Lilith with quiet interest, like he was waiting for the bomb to drop.

“Suck Jake’s dick for four minutes,” Lilith said, her smirk sharp and unapologetic.

My heart lurched.

What?

No.

There was no way.

“Lilith—” Jake started, his voice low, uncertain, but she cut him off without looking at him.

“She has to,” Lilith said calmly, her eyes locking onto mine. “Right, Ruth?”

“No.” I shook my head, heat flooding my face. “I can’t.”

“Lilith’s right,” Mark said calmly, one arm slipping around her as if this were nothing more than a joke. “Where’s the fun if we don’t get a little nasty?”

Lilith laughed as Mark pulled her closer, their mouths colliding, hands wandering like they’d forgotten the rest of us were even there.

I let out a shaky breath and turned back to Jake.

He was watching me.

He wasn't laughing. Just… waiting.

My gaze dropped before I could stop it, toward his trouser zipper. I visualized how it'd be to have his erection into my mouth. It'd been a long time since I had done such a thing. Maybe he was already hard and waiting for me. Then snapped back up to his face. He met my eyes and, infuriatingly, winked.

My stomach flipped.

God.

Why did that make things worse?

“Come on,” Lilith urged, pulling away just enough to look at me again. “Unless you’d rather take the penalty

The room felt smaller. Warmer. Every second stretched thin.

I swallowed hard.

It was just a game.

That’s all.

I told myself I could do this, get it over with, pretend it meant nothing, and still, my hands felt heavy as I shifted forward, my mind racing with everything I was trying not to think about.

I moved toward Jake on my knees, my palms sliding over the cool floor until I was close enough to feel his presence. I stopped in front of him, lifting my head slowly.

Our eyes locked.

The space between us felt electric and tight with anticipation. I leaned closer, my breath brushing his ear as my fingers traced a slow path down his chest.

“Are you sure you won't to fuck me after this?” I whispered.

“Let’s see,” he murmured.

His chest rose beneath my palm, slow at first, then uneven. I felt the shift before I saw it, his breath growing shallow as his attention followed my hand. His gaze dropped, tracking the path of my fingers as they slid lower, lingering at his waist.

“Look at that face,” Lilith said somewhere behind me, amusement thick in her voice.

I didn’t turn.

I stayed exactly where I was, focused on the way Jake had gone still beneath my touch, like he was holding himself together by sheer will alone.

Still holding his gaze, the hunger in it unmistakable, I worked his belt loose and slid my hand beneath his underwear, feeling his heat beneath my fingers.

A low sound rumbled from his chest as he reacted, his restraint slipping the moment my hand closed around his already hard cock.

A low sound rumbled from his chest as his restraint slipped, the moment my hand closed around him.

I drew him free, sucking in a breath at his size.

“Oh… my God,” Mark breathed.

“Dude,” Lilith said, a laugh curling through the word.

I leaned forward and closed my eyes, my heart beating rapidly as I stuck out my tongue onto the slit at the top of his cock and licked it like it was candy.

He dug his hand into my hair as I let my tongue play over his slit seductively for a while before I finally started taking the whole of his cock head into my mouth, swishing it around in my saliva and making him moan out louder with pleasure, not minding that our friends were watching us.

“The countdown begins… now,” Mark announced.

I barely registered his voice. Heat coiled low in my stomach as I moved, the rhythm taking over, my focus narrowing until there was nothing else, no game, no dare, just the way Jake reacted beneath me as my head bopped up and down his shaft like a piston.

“Oh, fuck.” He groaned, pressing my head hard onto his dick.

I withdrew, sucked on his cap, before taking him back into my mouth, saliva slicking the motion.

My other hand caressed his balls, pressing the delicate skin softly, and he moaned louder.

I’d been with other men before, sucked their dicks but I had never encountered anything as imposing as his.

I didn’t know how much time had passed; I was so engrossed, giving him what he’d probably remember for a long time, that I barely heard Mark say,

“Ruth, time’s up.”