Bikini Kill Double Dare Ya Novels & Stories

More dares. My legs bounced as I tried not to fidget. My cheeks were still flushed from the liquor, or maybe from the tension. I wasn’t even sure anymore. Then someone, God, I didn’t even catch who, maybe Camron, turned toward Kai. “Dare or dare, Anderson?” He leaned back lazily, arms spread across the couch like he owned the room. “Dare.” A few heads huddled together, giggling, before one of them blurted out, “Let Brianna make out with you. Right here. Tongue and everything.”

I'd make her pay for looking. The dares got dirtier, the air thickening with tension and laughter. Jake, some bro from the team, drew: "Let someone in the group give you a hickey. Anywhere visible—and make noise." He picked Madison, who crawled over, sucking on his neck like a vampire, her teeth grazing as he groaned loud. "Ah, fuck—harder!" The mark bloomed purple, and the group clapped. "That's gonna show tomorrow, dude!" Tessa spun to me. "Dare, birthday boy." Card: "Give a lap dance to anyone but your girlfriend. Make it grindy."

I even laugh a few times. Each time it’s my turn, I pick “truth,” mostly because I’m too nervous for anything else. But after a few rounds, Lisa raises her brows at me. “The rules say you can’t pick the same option more than twice.” Nicole smirks. “Yeah, Gabriella. Time for a dare.” I laugh nervously. I’ve watched enough movies to see how badly this can go. What if I’m dared to strip or do something embarrassing? But everyone is looking at me expectantly, including Nicole with that same smirk on her face. “I knew you wouldn’t—”

“No, bitch. It’s truth or dare. With stakes.” “What kind of stakes?” I asked warily. Kassandra held up her phone, where a notepad app read: > No skips. No soft dares. No safe truths. If you back out, you do a body shot off a stranger downstairs. Or kiss the bouncer. Or… fúck someone Your choice.> My soul left my body and before I could blink, the bottle spun. “Okay, Cass…” Davina said, licking her lips as it stopped. “I dare you to—” She leaned in, grinning with devilish glee. “—let this guy eat sushi off your stomach. Blindfolded.”

Could they really see through me? “You should d******d ALLURE,” She said, with a wink. Her phone screen lit up, and she waved it with a smile. “Everybody needs a little secret.” “What do you mean?” “Don’t play innocent now, Reese,” Anna interrupted, gliding her manicured hand around the rim of her dirty martini glass. “ALLURE is exactly what you need. That's where the real magic happens—Private, discreet, top-tier men only, darling.” “It's a dating app,” Sophie said lightly.

"Don't tell me you're chicken. You chose 'Dare.'" "I'm not chicken." My voice lacks its usual bite. I swallow hard, staring at the secluded booth cordoned off by velvet ropes and two massive bouncers. "He just looks like he's waiting for a body to be delivered." "Exactly. High risk, high reward." Jess grins, her eyes gleaming with the kind of reckless excitement that always gets us into trouble. "Kiss the scariest guy in the club, win the pot. Five hundred bucks, April. You need this for your tuition."

“I’m not interested in meeting you. I only want Casey. I see she has a pretty popular channel now…” “What do you want, Becky?” “What do I want?” she teased. It made my blood burn hotter. “I want to fuck Casey, Noah. I’ve always imagined that beautiful body of hers. Can you give her to me?” Fucking Becky. She knew Casey was with me. She knew how sensitive I was about India. She was using it to fuck with my head. “I will kill you, Becky!”

°° HÉCTOR °° Silence. Painfully long and nearly embarrassing. Not a response. Not even a glance back. Then she slowly drops the napkin into a bowl of water, only to place her hands on Jake's chest, just above his nipples. My heart skips six beats and I swallow hard. This has to be the one part I detest the most about the healing process. The victims lying there shirtless, near naked, and having Xendaya all over them. I mean I've never even had her touch me like that.

It's Valentine's Day, and I'm at my desk at the county courthouse when my fiancee, Shelby Smith, walks in to get a marriage license with her male best friend, Liam Pearson. She slides her ID across the counter and offers a casual excuse. "Rowen, don't be mad. I lost a game of Truth or Dare. The penalty is being married to Liam for just one day. I'm bringing him back tomorrow for a divorce." Liam, who has a woman's jacket draped on his shoulders, pipes up with a snide grin. "I don't think Rowen is going to process this for us. After all, he's always had a problem with me. I just don't get men—" Before he can finish, I slam the official stamp down on their application form. "Why wouldn't I?

“Dare” She shot back without thinking, trying to throw him off. “I dare you to kiss me” Jay didn’t even wait a second before he crashed his lips into her. It was fast, reckless, rougher than the kiss she shared with Brook…but it was hot enough to leave her breathless. Jay pulled back and bit his lower lip..”see, wasn’t so bad was it”Sadie was so shaken she couldn’t even look at Brook. The dares kept circling back and forth, each one got bolder than the last. Jay dared her to sit on his lap, she did. Brook dared her to touch Jay’s chest, she did.