"What were you two doing in there?" asked Jake innocently, with a devilish smile on his face.
Leah remained silent.
"She was just giving me some medical advice is all," Josh said, looking at his plate.
Jake chuckled, "Is that what the kids are calling it these days?"
Leah blushed and laughed, "You're a dick, Jake."
Jake opened his mouth, but Josh interrupted, "Quit while you're ahead, bro."
After dinner, Leah offered to do the dishes. Josh limped off to bed to pass out after taking more painkillers, and Freddie went upstairs for wheel watch as Phil took a nap. Jake, having nothing better to do, watched Leah.
"Creeper," she said, playfully nudging him.
"What? I'm bored."
"You could help me," Leah handed him a pot to put away.
"No thanks."
Leah gave him a look and continued to clean.
"You missed a spot," he pointed.
"Ugh, you're just here to annoy me, aren't you?"
"Hey, I'm supervising."
Leah finished and walked back to their room, Jake following. She noticed a new poster hanging by Jake's bunk of a scantily clad woman riding a Harley.
"Nice," she motioned to the picture.
"You like it?" he asked sarcastically.
"I don't mind it as long as I can put up a poster too."
"That seems fair."
She pulled out a big poster from her suitcase. It was of an oily, sooty fireman posing with an axe. Jake laughed when he saw it.
"I never pictured you having a fireman fetish."
"I don't, I just like dirty men."
"Oh really? Well, you made a good career move."
Leah sat on the side of her bed, and Jake sat next to her.
"So I guess you've proved yourself," he said, leaning back.
"Huh? What does that mean?" Leah turned to look at Jake.
"Your final dare? You're a real part of the crew now."
"I didn't-we didn't-I mean, technically, um, I've still got some work to do."
Jake raised his eyebrows and licked his lips, "You could've fooled me."
Leah smirked, "Sorry to disappoint."
"I'm not disappointed," Jake leaned in and kissed her. Leah was caught off guard, and pulled away at first.
"What, do you want me to put on some oil?" he asked.
"It wouldn't hurt," she tilted her head and went in for another kiss. Jake pushed her over and climbed on top, his lips ravenous.
He knew what he wanted and wasn't timid about taking it. Leah loved being under his control. Their clothes practically fell off their bodies.
Jake nibbled on Leah's nipples before instructing her to stroke him. She obliged while he fingered her roughly. When they were both ready, he slowly entered her.
"Fuck, you're tight," he smiled. Leah clenched herself even tighter, which elicited a loud groan from Jake. He then pumped faster, Leah egging him on. Jake pummeled into her. Her body convulsed under his, which sent him over the edge. Jake pulled out and dipped his finger into the warm cum.
"Lick it," he commanded. Leah sucked on his finger while staring into his eyes. He leaned in again for a passionate kiss.
"Welcome aboard," he said, laying his head on her pillow. Leah placed her head next to his and drew circles on his chest with her fingers.
"You think Josh will be mad?" she asked.
"Probably," he grinned at the thought of beating his brother, "Do you care?"
"I don't want him to hate me."
"He won't hate you, he'll hate me. Anyway, he gave you the dare."
Leah yawned and closed her eyes. Jake kissed her shoulder before drifting off to sleep.
