We were both panting by the time we broke apart. I gave my head a slight shake and chuckled as I gazed down at her, stroking her jaw with my thumb.
“Christ, you’re incredible.”
For once, she returned my smile, genuine and almost unguarded, so unlike her usual self I wondered whether I might’ve imagined it.
We both watched as I slowly pulled out of her. A deep growl rumbled through my chest as I took in the sight of her puffy pussy and my seed dripping out of her hole.
“So fucking pretty,” I rasped. Then I dragged two fingers through the trail of cum and pushed it back inside her. “Right back where it belongs.”
Because, if it were up to me, Tori would never get rid of me again — in any way, shape or form.
Chapter 15
Tori
Deadonmyfeetafter back-to-back shifts at the gym andNeon Possum, I climbed the porch stairs, cursing as the tip of my shoe got caught on the second step for the umpteenth time.
Fuck you, porch stair.I’d bet anything this goddamn thing wasn’t standardized.
Gran opened the front door with a flourish. She was wearing a feather boa and a sparkly gold sash that saidBIRTHDAY QUEEN. While this shouldn't technically surprise me, it was a little confusing since today was definitelynother birthday.
“Excellent,” she declared, grabbing my arm and yanking me inside. “You’re just in time for the dry run.”
Confused, I stumbled inside. “Huh? Thewhat?”
But then Kai stepped out of the kitchen, holding a tray of teacups and a small plate of Double Stuf Oreos — Gran’s favorite — as though he’d been practicing this foryears. A huge, glittering gold cowboy hat sat crookedly on his head.
I frantically checked myself over, hoping he wouldn’t comment on the fact that I was wearing one of the hoodies hesupposedlykept forgetting in my room.
“Hey!” He was smiling a little too broadly, like he was trying not to laugh. “Your gran’s funeral’s gonna go off.”
I slow-blinked, then closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath, beseeching whatever higher power might be listening for patience.
Opening my eyes, I raised my brows and asked Gran, “You roped him into this?”
Gran sniffed. “He volunteered. He said, ‘Anything for you, Janet.’ And then he kissed my hand like a proper gentleman.” She turned to him and squeezed his bicep with both hands. “Look at this angel. Your mother must’ve eaten very well during pregnancy, dear.”
Kai flushed bright red. “Uh. I … yeah? Maybe? I dunno.”
He clearly had no idea how to respond, and Gran cackled with glee. I wanted to melt into the floor.Could puddles of human goo feel mortified?
Gran clapped her hands together, her gold rings flashing.
“Places, everyone! This is my rehearsal. I need to know my funeral will be aparty, not one of those boring weepythings. If people are sad, I will haunt them. Tori, darling, stop glaring. I’m old, I’m allowed to plan fun things.”
“A funeral is not supposed to be a fun thing!” I threw my hands in the air. “Besides, you’re perfectly healthy, as you very well know.”
“I’ve outlived two husbands,” she shot back. “Which makes me statistically riskier. Alright! Kai, dear, you’re carrying the casket.”
I choked on a breath. “THE WHAT?!”
Gran pointed to a cardboard box spray-painted gold with glitter glued around the edges, sitting in the middle of the living room.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, staring at the sparkling thing in horror.
“It’s symbolic.” Gran patted my arm. “Now, Kai, lift it up, dear.”
Kai obeyed without question — he was apparently delighted by her antics — and set the tray down to hoist the monstrosity over his shoulder as though it weighed nothing. Glitter fluttered across the room.
