Ella Market

“I choose truth. She thinks for a moment, tapping her pointer finger to her lips in concentration. Her dark brown eyes narrow on me, and I freeze, hoping she can’t read my mind and the dirty turn it’s taken. “What are you thinking right now?” Fuck. “That I’m really drunk,” I evade, but she calls me on my bullshit. “Wrong answer. What are you really thinking?” Her gaze digs a hole to my very soul, and I know I won’t be able to lie. “I’m thinking,” I start carefully. “That I really want to know what it feels like to have your body pressed against mine in the most intimate way.” Her breath catches on an inhale, but I keep going. “I’m thinking about how badly I want to kiss you and learn how every inch of your body tastes. If we’re being honest, I’ve thought about that since the moment I met you, and my desire for you has only grown in the last ten years. You’re the perfect match to my chaos, and I’m ready to risk it all for you.” I’ve barely finished speaking before she’s in my lap, and every train of thought has effectively left the building. Instinctively, I grab her waist, pulling her closer, rubbing her cotton-covered center against my erection on purpose. We both groan, and that single sound from her makes my dick twitch against her. I know she feels it. Her next words are a whisper against my lips. “Truth or dare?” “Dare,” I whisper back. “Kiss me.” With my heart completely in her hands, I kiss Macey Veronica Rosario with all I have for the very first time, and I hope beyond all hope, that it won’t be the last.”
― Ella Market, Hat Trick Heart