“I’d advise against it, Boss.”
“Are you crazy?!”
The last came with enough bite that I leaned over to look at its source. Nick avoided my gaze entirely, acting like he didn’t just have an outburst.
I smirked. “Guessthat’sunanimous.”
“I’ll get it,” Zeth said, already reaching for the handle before I could protest. The door slammed shut behind him.
Conrad watched him through the tinted glass. “He’s going to be the protective one.”
“And you’re not?” I teased, my voice still hoarse.
With a grin, he leaned closer as if sharing a secret. “I’m more of the let-you-do-what-you-do-and-catch-you-if-you-fall’ type.”
I crossed my arms, mostly to hide how much I liked that answer, but his eyes dropped to my chest anyway. The heat I thought we’d satiated sparked back up in his eyes. I wasn’t normally thetype men ogled, so the attention made butterflies flutter in my stomach. I kinda liked it.
He tilted his head toward Nick. “That one’s the stubborn one.”
Nick’s low growl vibrated from the far seat, and I couldn’t help the quiet laugh that escaped. “Nick is not amused.” Before he could reply, the door opened, and Nick shut his mouth, but I was still curious as to what he was going to say.
That was until Zeth climbed back in, holding a sleek, green satin crop top with spaghetti straps and a high-waisted pencil skirt that looked like it was made for me.
He handed it over, and I grinned, already picturing Aniyah’s smug face. She knew I liked the sleek, athletic style, so she’d saved it on purpose. The fabric caught the low light, vivid and rich in color, shining like a jewel. I quickly changed while the boys failed miserably at not watching with hungry eyes, telling me they were ready for more. Now.
I gave them a knowing smile and smoothed the skirt over my hips as I couldn't wear panties with the skirt being so tight.Maybe later,I thought.Right now, we have work to do.
Before stepping out, I snapped a photo of the torn remains of my orange dress on the seat and sent it to Aniyah.
Nov:Does a ripped dress count as a stained one?
Her reply came so fast she had to have been waiting for my text.
Niyah:
Niyah:I’ll fucking take it
Niyah:Though I’m a little disappointed.
I shook my head, smiling despite myself.
Nov:That’s all you’re getting. Sorry.
Her response popped up almost instantly.
Niyah:Fine.
Niyah:On a side note, I think Ras is right.
Niyah:I might have a cum fetish. WHO KNEW!???
I groaned under my breath. This must be what Calix felt all the time. Shaking my head, I typed out my response.
Nov:Another line on the list of things I don’t need to know about my sister.
By the time the car rolled up to the after-party, another ping lit up my wrist.
Niyah:At least I’m dedicated to my craft. #JoinTheCumSide
