“Did I what?”
“Do your pre-game workout?What?”he asked when she sighed.“You said you didn’t like the chocolate thing.”
“Yes,” she told him.“And we’re finding another way to ask that question.”
“Another way to ask what?”Knox asked, coming up the stairs in his bathrobe, a package in his hand.
“If she’s cleared for landing,” Jesse said, then brightened.“Hey, that’s a good one.”
“It’s better than the sports thing,” she admitted, sliding off his chest to lie beside him on the cool sheets.It was June, and even with the air conditioning running full blast, heat gathered at the top of the converted church at mid-day, and she already felt sweaty.
“Cleared for landing?”Knox asked, switching on the oscillating fan next to the bed.
“We’re trying to find a sexy way to ask if she’s prepped for anal.Hey, how about this, ‘Is the Anal Express cleared for landing?’”
She grimaced.“That’s almost worse than the chocolate thing.”
Knox tossed the package on the bed and untied his robe.“Why can’t you just ask if she’s prepped for anal?”
“Because that’s not sexy.”
Knox tossed his robe aside.“And ‘Anal Express’ is?”
Jesse pursed his lips.“Well, it’s funny.”
“Is it?”Chloe asked.
“Brat.”
“Fuckboy.”
Knox picked up the package.“Are you two finished?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Jesse said.
“Please don’t call him that when we’re about to fuck,” Chloe pleaded.
Jesse stuck his tongue out at her.“Payback is hell, sweetheart.”
“See if I suck honey off your balls again,” she muttered.
“You’ll do it,” Jesse said confidently.“You liked it too much not to.”
Since he was right, damn him, she ignored him to smile at Knox.“What’s that?”
“New lube,” he said, pulling a bottle out of the wrapping.“We’re almost out, so I went ahead and ordered more.”
Jesse sat up to reach for it.“I’ll take that.Roll over, sweetheart.”
Though her pulse picked up speed, she raised an arrogant eyebrow.“For what?”
“So I can lube up that sweet little asshole,” he told her with a wink.
She eyed his penis, which definitely still looked more than five eighths of an inch bigger than Knox’s.“You’re still not getting in there, big boy.”
“I know,” he said with a laugh.“I’m lubing you up for Knox.”
She narrowed her eyes.“Hmm.”
