Page 192 of Dare You To Love Me


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I shook my head at what he was daring me to do, because I knew what he wanted. I knew what would be in the gift bag. Matty’d been talking it up for months. And I’d been stalling him for just as long because I liked torturing my boyfriend.

It was our brand of fourplay.

Still, I walked inside the same ginormous closet where we’d shared our first kiss. The shove. The pull. The agony of wanting each other but the fear of pushing for more at the time. I was so glad we’d pulled our heads out of our asses that night, because I don’t know what I’d do without Matty in my life.

My hands skimmed Matty’s designer clothing. The closet smelled like him. My dick started to swell.

I’d miss this room in a few weeks. Matty and I were moving to New York City for my MFA program at Columbia University. Professor Alsobrooks had written a glowing recommendation that all but guaranteed my acceptance into the highly competitive program. Matty was still very much involved with USA Swimming and would be joining a swim club there and working with a new coach. He would also train the U18 group for the Junior Nationals.

But am I a *sexy* dork? Matty replied.

Matty was, naturally, a sexy dork. The sexiest of dorks.

But he was also a two-time National Championship swimmer and an Olympic Gold and Silver medalist in last year’s Summer Olympics. You’d think he would be disappointed in winning Silver in one event, but given the fact it was Filipe who won Gold in that category, Matty was only too happy to stand next to his friend on the podium last year.

I was proud of all the work my boyfriend had done to get healthy and clear his head of all the negativity and pressure that he’d been placing on himself for years.

I texted: You might be, Prince Matthias. But you might have to prove it to me later on, just so I can make an informed decision.

Fuck, baby, Matty wrote. Have you opened the bag yet? I’m dying here.

I chuckled to myself. I could easily see Matty adjusting himself in the backseat of the town car. The commencement wasn’t for a few hours, but all graduating students had to be there an hour early. I wasn’t sure if I’d see Matty before I had to make it to the UCLA campus. Probably not, given that Dante’s flight seemed to be delayed and traffic was a nightmare.

Joan and Filipe would be there, as would Rowen, the third in their throuple. Raj couldn’t make it since he was graduating from MIT this week. Brieana, following in her parents’ footsteps, had joined the military and was stationed in Okinawa, Japan. And Kinzy, who was graduating from UCLA with an art history degree, had decided to skip the ceremony and instead left yesterday for a summer holiday in Italy. She wasn’t alone. The ghost of Lord Byron joined her.

Patience, my love, I wrote back to Matty.

The small, silvery gift bag was on one of my shelves. I removed the tissue paper to reveal Matty’s gift.

A vibrating butt plug with a jeweled handle. I didn’t see the matching remote, which could mean only one thing: Matty had it.

Annnnd my cock fully woke up and joined this party. My mind went into a million sensual places just thinking about wearing it for Matty. Knowing he’d be the only person on the planet to know it was inside me. Knowing he’d be able to activate it any time he wanted.

Found it, I texted, along with a picture of it in my hand. I’d angled the camera down, so my erection was visible, too.

Fuck, baby. I’m hard. Insert it, but don’t show me. I may have a few surprises for you during commencement. When we get home, I’ll take my time removing it from your hole. I might even do it with my teeth right before I fuck you. You gonna accept my dare?

Matty’s dare was for me to go commando from the waist down beneath my robes for today’s commencement.

The robes were billowy enough that I might be able to get away with it. It was risky, of course. One strong wind and, well, the UCLA graduating class, their guests, and the speakers would get a show to remember.

Because I was a glutton for punishment and because I couldn’t resist a good dare and because I loved Matty, I wrote back, I accept your dare.

I typed those four words slowly with one hand because I was stroking myself with the other.

Matty started typing right away. That took you forever to write. No touching your dick.

I growled at my phone because I knew, in the back of my mind, that he’d issue that edict.

That’s just cruel, Matty.

But you like it when Prince Matthias is cruel.

Yes, I did.

I smiled even as I let go of my aching cock and prepped myself. It was going to be a very long day, but oh so worth it.

MATTHIAS

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