Page 17 of His Fearless Guy

“Looks like I’m answering another question.” Chase laughs, sitting back in his spot.

“Always a chickenshit,” I tease, but I don’t want to kiss his ass either. “Okay. So, I want to know if we’re going to your house in Costa Rica for our graduation trip?” I keep my question easy for him, rather than making him tell us some deep dark truth.

“Hell yeah!” He nods then turns to Ruby. “Have you ever been to Costa Rica, Ruby?” She shakes her head. “You’ll have to come with us. The beach is incredible there.”

I look to Ryeson and he’s just as shocked as I am. Chase just asked the recluse to go on our senior trip. Mindy and Taya look irritated by the fact, but they aren’t going to be invited. The last person I want on our trip is my ex. And I doubt Chase wants Mindy there, not when he’s trying to strike things up with Ruby. When Taya nudges my arm, I realize I’m up.

“My turn.”

I lean forward, taking my spin. The thing goes round and round in a circle, passing everyone a good dozen times before it finally starts to slow, rolling by Taya, slowly sliding past me, creeping past Ruby, barely passing Chase and then finally coming to a stop. My stomach jumps, staring at the thing pointing right at Ryeson. Three days ago, I would’ve never imagined kissing a guy. I would’ve thought it was weird and awkward. But after what’s happened between me and Rye, I’m no longer opposed to the idea. I wonder if it feels good or if it’s awkward and strange.

“I’m not a fucking chicken,” I say, plastering on a smirk as I shift towards Ryeson. “Let’s get the game started and quit with all the talking.”

I look right at him, gauging his reaction as I move in, waiting for him to tell me to fuck off. After what he said this afternoon, I’m banking on him telling me to get lost.

“Fine,” he states, shocking the butterflies to life in my gut. “But not on the mouth, fucker.” He turns his head to the side, but I lean forward and grab his cheeks, turning it back. He’s notgoing to chicken out on me. Besides, when he saw the bottle land on him, there was a flicker in his eyes. I think he’s curious as well, but he’d never admit it.

I press forward, planting a kiss right on his lips. Everyone erupts in laughter. They think it’s a big joke. They think I’m messing around per usual, but it’s not a game to me.

I move my lips, but Ryeson’s remain sealed and stiff. It’s kind of weird kissing him. His lips are soft, but everything else is hard and rough. His jaw, the stern line creased across his brow, the scruff of his chin scratching across my skin. The sparks and heat I feel when I’m kissing a girl are definitely not there. I’m actually kind of relieved, and ready to sit back. But right as I’m about to pull away, I hear Mindy’s voice.

“Dare you to open up and let Baylor give you his tongue.”

Dammit. They know I never back down from a dare.

“I double dare you,” Taya, cheers.

“Double dog dare you,” Chase adds, chuckling just as hard as the rest of them.

My head whips around to him. He knows I’m not going to back down now. Fuck. Now, this feels awkward. But what-the-fuck-ever. It’s a kiss. And it will be over in three seconds. “Fine,” I grunt, turning back to Ryeson. “Open up big guy. We’re going to show them we’re not pussies.”

Ryeson jerks away, shaking his head. “No fucking way, man. I don’t have to prove dick to no one. It’s my turn to spin.” He gives me a glare, as he goes to grab the bottle. He’s pissed at me now. But I’m not the one that made the dare. And it’s not like anyone in this room thinks we’re gay now.

The bottle lands on Ruby and Ryes looks up at her. “I won’t force Baylor’s sloppy seconds on you, Ruby. Give me a question.”

I’m surprised he’s not jumping at the chance to prove how straight he is. Figured he’d grab her and make a big display of it,using his tongue to show everyone— mainly me— that he’s not into guys.

“Who are you taking to prom, Ryeson?” Ruby asks.

“I’m most likely going stag.” He shrugs.

Interesting. I thought he was all in on finding a chick.

“You could always take Weatherly,” Mindy suggests. “She’s not looking for a commitment.”

“Your turn, Ruby.” Ryeson ignores her comment and shoves the bottle in front of Ruby. Weatherly is definitely not Ryes’ type. She’s way too easy. Us guys like a bit of a chase. We like to feel like we’re conquering a challenge and winning the prize. If I want things to happen with Ryes again, maybe I should act like I’m not interested. Give him the same treatment he’s giving me.

“Come on, Ruby, don’t chicken out,” I say, looking down at the bottle that’s now pointing at Chase.

The girl looks nervous as hell. And my buddy… He looks eager. I really think he’s into the girl, which is so fucking shocking. But…it’s not more shocking than the fact that I’m into my best friend and sitting here contemplating how to get his hands on me again. Talk about fucked up.

“I dare you to,” Chase says, moving in closer to her. He wants it bad. Finally, Ruby gives in. The two come together, and the second they meet, the sparks fly. Their tongues start to tangle, and Chase pulls Ruby right onto his lap. I’m struck by how hot it is. I don’t think I’ve ever had a kiss like that. The two of them are so consumed, it’s like we’re not even in the room with them.

Ruby’s hips start grinding over Chase and he’s holding her to him, guiding her movement. My dick starts to swell as the heat turns up in the room. They’re going at it hard, and by the sounds they’re making, I don’t think they’re stopping. I reach between my legs and adjust myself. It feels like I’m watching a live porn. Yet, the leading lady is the last person I expected Chase to ever get with.

I see movement out of the corner of my eye and glance toward Ryeson. He’s adjusting himself too. The image of me giving him a hand with his problem is right back in my thoughts. God, it would be so fucking hot to get him cornered in a dark room, the music pumping loud through the speakers, the voices and laughter off in the distance. I’d reach inside his pants and jerk him to the rhythm of the beat, force him to come for me. Make him fall prey to the pleasure with our friends right in the other room.

My cock jizzes precum in my pants and I realize I’m staring at him. I quickly return my attention back to Ruby and Chase before Ryeson catches me. A little whimper comes from Ruby and her body picks up the pace, rocking faster. I think she’s coming. Holy fuck. Chase is holding her tight, rocking up against her, meeting her every thrust, letting out grunts of his own as she rides out her pleasure. I’m so fucking turned on now, my balls are starting to ache.

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