Maybe you should dare her!

‘I could make it a dare.’ You leave it hanging, watching Emma’s face for a reaction. She doesn’t disappoint.

‘Oh, really?’ She takes a step forward. ‘You think I’d back down, do you?’

‘Not sure.’ You keep your face artfully blank.

A few indecipherable expressions flicker across Emma’s face – then she shakes her head, smiling. ‘You’re absolutely, positively raving,’ she informs you, flicking the unused nipple sticker off her finger and onto the bed. ‘Fine. One on, one off. Happy?’

The grin that stretches your cheeks says it all. ‘Very,’ you tell her.

Emma huffs, rearranging her boobs self-consciously. ‘Honestly. You’re a terrible influence. And I’m only doing this so I can dare you back very soon, by the way.’

Sounds interesting. ‘Go ahead,’ you chuckle, leaning in for a kiss. Emma makes like she’s going to refuse for a moment or two – then she pulls you in harder, one hand fisting in your hair.

Her next words are very low, breathed across your lips. ‘Oh, you just wait for tonight, mister…’