Page 121 of Double or Nothing

Like it needs explaining. It’s written all over her horny face.

She nods.

“I don’t care if it hurts. I want to feel it.”

BT’s eyes are fixed on hers as I take hold of him and pull him in for a breathy kiss.

“Which one do you want?” I say as my tongue teases him.

“I don’t mind,” he says against my lips. “I want them both.”

The guy has a long way to come with talking dirty, but that’s alright. It only makes the request seem dirtier.

I pull out a coin from my pocket. I can’t resist myself as I spin it in the air and slap it down on the back of my hand.

“Heads or tails?”

“Tails.”

I reveal tails.

“Fine. You’re in her tight wet cunt. I’m taking her filthy virgin asshole.”

He raises an eyebrow. “You didn’t even say what heads or tails were.”

“That’s because I’d already decided, I was just messing with you. It’s clear what you need, Bryce. You need Alice’s tight wet cunt. You can stare into her pretty girl eyes as her ass strains around my dick and she struggles to take it. What a beautiful sight.”

“Another gift from you.” He manages a smile. “You spoil me, Jack.”

My mouth won’t rein itself in, even though I want it to.

“No. I get a gift all of my own. I get to see your pretty boy eyes as you watch hers. That’s going to be a sight to behold.”

I climb up onto the mattress beside her, and slap her hand away from her clit.

“You’re going to whimper and moan like a virgin slut, you know that?” I say to her, and she squirms, offering her cunt to me. “It’ll hurt enough to have you questioning your decision before you reap the rewards.”

“I hope so.”

Dirty. Little. Minx.

Pristine princess Parker is a pool of filthy fantasies under her golden girl crown.

“Tell Bryce how much you want him in your cunt,” I say. “Look him in the eyes and say it like you mean it.”

The tension is so alive I can feel its heartbeat, thick and curious.

She takes a deep breath as I trail my fingers over her slit.

“I want you, Bryce,” she says. “Please. Fuck me.”

I give her a tut.

“Pathetic effort, Alice. Tell him properly.”

It’s the ghosts between them. Whispering. Prickling like static between their two desperate souls.

My stare is all on Bryce. I want to soak in everything.