“We’re going to be at the eye of the storm when everyone arrives, including my ex-boyfriend, which I cannot evenbelieveis happening.”
“He simply assumed he was still invited?”
“I guess.”She lifts my injured arm and carefully washes around the plastic.Then she reaches up into one underarm and then the other.“It’s my fault.I should have been clear that he wasn’t invited, but I kept forgetting to do it.And now he’s been snowed in with my entire family and I have no idea what he’s told them.But I’m sure of one thing.”
“What’s that?”
She reaches for the body wash again and loads us both up.She drops to a squat on the shower floor and begins washing my feet, ankles, and legs and she continues to talk.
Unfortunately, the view from up here is making ole Captain Blackbeard sit up and pay attention.That’s not a reaction I’ve ever had while a woman’s talked about her ex.
“If Rick’s here, it means he thinks there’s a chance he can change my mind.”
“Is he right?”
She stares up at me, then slides her hands up the front of my legs to my thighs.“Evander MacLaine, are youjealous?”
“No.”
“Good.Because trust me—there’s no reason to be.”She lets out a sigh as she stands and takes my dick in her hot, soapy hands.“But emotions will be high.No doubt my mom will be hysterical, and my brothers will use that as an excuse to be hot-headed know-it-alls who feel obligated to protect me.Because that’s the Travis family dynamic.”
“If your brothers get snippy with me, my brothers will come to my defense.”
“Isyourwhole family coming, too?”
“Probably.”Since I’m about ready to cum into her hands, I take my handful of bodywash, kneel down, and start with Phoebe’s feet and lower legs, then slowly work my way up.I feel her rest her hand on my shoulder for balance as she lifts a foot.
I can’t wait till I get her in my bed, where I can take my time, kiss and lick every inch of her body.
“I don’t get it.”Her voice has that far-away rasp that I’ve learned means she’s getting sexually charged up and ready to go.“What’s the deal with all of you men, anyway?”
“Do you know what we call your brothers?”
“No,” she says.“What?”
“‘The Travassholes’.”
I look up to find her staring down at me, mouth open.She snaps it shut and pulls me to a stand.I slide my soapy fingers up her inner thighs.
“And do you know what my brothers call you andyourbrothers?”
“I do not,” I say.
“The MacLames.”
We both bust out into howls of laughter until we shush each other because the sound is echoing off the tile walls.
“Those are excellent eighth-grade insults,” I say.
“Do you even know what started all this crap?”
“That’s a good question.I don’t.”I very casually drag my fingers up to the vee between her thighs, and slowly massage the outside of her sweet little pussy.
She hisses with pleasure.
“In fact, I don’t even know if therewasone specific event.Except maybe how one of your brothers beat the shit out of Declan on the regular at Carla’s Creamy Cone, which he no doubt deserved.”
“Which of my brothers did that?”She grabs my wrist and pulls my hand from her, while smiling at me.“Turn around.”
