“Really? I deadpan.
“Mhmm. Truth or dare?”
“Jesus… okay. Fine. Dare,” I say.
“Okay. I dare you… to sign up and participate in the hunting games tomorrow night,” he says simply.
“You’re going to give the poor little Christian girl a heart attack,” Amanda laughs. “She would not be able to handle that.”
“I can’t argue until I know what it is,” I say.
“It’s this game at the Manor property. They send off ten women into fifty acres of land. Then they send ten men after them. The women have to make it all night without getting caught and taken back to the home base, and they win. It is a primal game, so you give consent for them to do whatever they want to do if they find you. Meaning, when they catch you chances are you’re gonna get fucked in the woods or at least throat fucked,” Amanda says.
“Kinky,” I laugh. “Are you afraid of it or something? Is that why you don’t want me doing it?”
“No. It’s amazing,” she laughs.
“So… You don’t think I can handle it?” I ask.
“Okay. I’ll make you a deal, Wren” she says. “I will put you on the list tomorrow,butyou have to go up and go sit in Adam’s lap facing him. You let him get you off in front of everyone and I’ll call Tate.”
“Is Adam consenting?” I ask simply.
“Oh… Adam is consenting,” Adam grins and waves me over. “Come here, Wren.” I smile at Amanda and stand up from my seat. Adam moves his seat back so that no one is behind him, which is a nice gesture to make.
I stop in front of Amanda and reach up my blood-red, high-waisted, knee-length Maxi skirt and hook my thumbs in the band of my thong before dragging them down my thighs when I step out of them, I take her hand and place my underwear in her palm before patting her cheek. “For you, dear,” I say sweetly.
She presses them to her nose and inhales deeply. “Perfect for my spank bank,” she says with a serious tone before shoving my underwear in her bra.
“You two are freaks,” Henry laughs. I wink at him before walking over to Adam. He leans forward and slides his hands up the sides of my legs before gripping the back of my thigh, hauling me into his lap. The way he has me sitting, I’m on his knees and completely spread open. The back of the skirt falls so that no one can see me as it reaches the ground, but he has the front of the skirt up so he can see everything. His eyes darken with lust as he slides his hands up my inner thighs.
“Continue on,” Adam says. “She’s probably going to want to go home after this.”
“Is it going to be that awful, Adam?” I ask.
“Mmm,” he laughs. “You’ll find out.”
At first, he just massages up my thighs and around my pussy, carefully watching my reactions. I groan and my eyes roll back when he pushes two fingers inside of me. “Fuck, you’re dripping, Wren,” he says as he starts to fuck me with his fingers. My pussy clamps down on his fingers when he presses his thumb to my clit and starts to rub me.
“Fuck,” I pant. He grabs the back of my neck and pulls me closer to him.
“My pretty little church slut wants to come, doesn’t she?” he asks quietly.
“Yes,” I moan.
“Let’s hear it, baby,” he says sweetly as he curls his fingers inside of me.
“Oh, dear God,” I moan and tip my head back.
“They don’t call me ‘Magic Fingers’ for nothin’” he grins.
“No one calls you that, Adam,” Henry chuckles.
“Fuck, they should,” I groan and Henry laughs. He sounds closer than he was before.
“Don’t you put your hands on her without asking,” Adam warns.
“She has a voice,” Henry says as he begins to knead my shoulders. My eyes flutter closed and I groan deeply.