Taking My Step Twins

Renee was ready this time…for them both.

The reception was dancing and drinks, but the after-party was hotel rooms and strip poker. Her new twin stepbrothers wanted more, but she chickened out.

Not this time. A family vacation brings the crew together. The games begin again with a little Truth and Dare.

What truths will be admitted to? What dares will leave her wet and panting?

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“Me first, then,” Winston eyed Emmett and I. There was a hella-lotta mischief hooded under those eyes. “Renee, truth or dare?”

Emmett goaded me. “I’m not sure Renee wants to expose all her secrets.”

I took my focus off Emmett and narrowed my eyes on Winston, a smile hinting at the corners of my lips. I was up for playing with the boys this time around. “Truth.”

“Is Emmett using your legs to conceal an erection?”

I choked on my cocoa. I held a hand to my mouth to keep it in, swallowing and coughing. I looked directly at Emmett. His hips rotated. There was hardness there, pressing up at me. That hint of a smile broadened into a grin. “Yes, I believe he is.”

“Yes!” Winston pumped a victorious fist in the air. “I love this game.”

It was my turn. A question that had been goading me since the night Winston screwed his girlfriend with the door open. “Winston, have you ever shared one of your girlfriends with your brother?”

“You skipped the truth or dare part.”

“You know you want to answer the question.” My boldness made Emmett laugh out loud. Where did that courage come from? The Schnapps or the tingling between my legs?

Winston spread his palms in front of him. “Guilty as charged.”

My jaw dropped. Even though I’d been pining to ask the question since that night in the hotel room, I hadn’t imagined how hot the answer would make me. They share. Emmett ran his hand between my calves. I shifted in my seat; I was becoming quickly…uncomfortable. Not unpleasantly.

“My turn again.” Winston turned to his brother. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.” Emmett’s answer was quick.

“Remove our lovely sister’s shirt with your teeth, please.”

Emmett looked across the coach, asking with his eyes, but an enormous, mischievous grin on his face. I had fantasized about this at night, and now, here we were. I faux-balked at him. “I’m not going to do it for you. It's your dare.”