Page 69 of Whirlwind

But Ben was thoroughly enjoying himself. Watching Parker squirm was almost as good as having Dakota’s hot little hands on his own body.

It got to the point where he wasn’t even paying attention to the game, just watching Dakota to see what they’d do next.

Apparently, it was fixing the straps of their sandals. Which seemed to involve bending over until he and Parker could see just the hint of red panties under their very, very short skirt.

Ben felt like he couldn’t breathe. And this little minx was going to be a doctor?

Dakota stood back up and threw their darts as if they hadn’t just put on a show that left Ben’s mind in a whirl.

“I won!” they crowed, arms raised in victory. Was that right? Probably. Yeah, they’d needed 39 and they had a 20, a 14, and a 5 which was... who cared?

But now what would happen? They were at a three-way tie, so clearly they would need another round to determine the winner. But he’d set a precedent of the winner claiming a kiss.

Who would Dakota want to kiss?

Dakota seemed to relish their moment in the spotlight, stalking between the two of them with a look of exaggerated consideration. “Hmmm… it seems that I’m owed a kiss…”

Ben steadied his nerves and tried to look as calm as Parker always did.

Dakota stepped back and crossed their arms over their chest. Ben couldn’t help but notice that without the jacket, that they had the slightest swell of breasts. They certainly weren’t wearing a bra.

“I think…” they pulled it out, “that I want to see you two kiss each other.”

“What? Me kiss Parker?” The words were out before Ben could control them. Yeah, he pretty much sounded like an idiot. Like he hadn’t dreamed of doing exactly that a hundred times.

Dakota giggled, which didn’t help. Now he was all flustered.

Parker was thoroughly enjoying himself. He stalked toward Ben with a smirk. “You going to renege on your deal?”

Then Parker was right in front of him, closing in with those soft, pink lips, pulling him down with a hand on his neck…

Pleasure raced through Ben’s body as he finally, finally, felt Parker against him.

The battle was on. Parker pulled at his neck and Ben retaliated by burying his hand in that silky hair and tugging until he had Parker’s head just where he wanted it.

But by then Parker was thrusting his tongue into his mouth like he was fucking it, and he had to pull away to bite at those tempting lips and reassert his dominance.

Hands grabbed at shoulders, arms, and hips in a tangle of caresses and violence.

Parker bit his lip and he felt it all the way down in his cock. Which, by the way, Parker was grinding hard against. What was that in his pants? It sure felt good grinding against him.

He wanted Parker to be as hard as he was. He thrust his knee between Parker’s legs, trying to rub at a lower angle. He sure as hell hoped he was doing this right, because he wanted Parker at his mercy.

Only Parker was clawing into his shoulders and claiming his mouth, and in about thirty seconds they were going to be naked and fucking on the floor.

He shoved Parker away from him. He was panting, feeling unsteady and disoriented, and there was Parker, as cool as a cucumber, smirking at him.

He looked at him in incomprehension. Had that all really just happened? What was supposed to happen now? Ben didn’t like being out of control, and this situation was just a whole pile of confusing.

Parker winked at him and turned to Dakota. Oh, right, Dakota. The beautiful brat who’d started all of this.

Dakota made a show of fanning their face. “Oh, that was too hot. You guys don’t need me at all.”

“Oh, you’re not getting away that easily, brat.” Parker was all confidence and snark. “We have one more game to play.”

Dakota’s returning grin was as sexy as sin.