“Yeah! That’s my boy!” Andrew shouts at them.
“ANDREW! God damn it!” Nancy glares at him. “Lord, help me,I’mabout to murder you!”
He keeps his eyes on his wife, leaning slowly toward John and my father, and says, “Well, at least now we know where the murdering gene comes from.”
Everyone breaks out into a fit of laughter, the situation quickly getting out of hand. It goes on for a while until a distinctive farting sound echoes loudly through the room.
“Oh, fuck! I’m sorry, it just slipped!” Silas says quickly.
“YOU’RE A DEAD MAN, HAYES!”
“Eww, Silas! Jesus Christ,” Cecilia whines, scrunching up her nose and backing away from the slide with Dante.
“I didn’t do it on purpose! I couldn’t—ow! Shit! Stop! Ow! What are you doing!? OWWW! Ford, stop!”
There’s banging and smacking happening within the tube as they clearly fight each other despite their tight environment. “FUCK! You just kicked me in the face!” Grey shouts.
“You wouldn’t stop hitting me!”
“That’s it! Bunny!? How you feeling about a dog?”
I giggle with a hand to my lips and shrug even though he can’t see me. “I’m okay with that.”
“Good.” It goes silent, and no movement can be heard from inside the tube until Greyson’s wicked laugh filters its way through. “My name is Greyson Ford. You farted in my face. Prepare to die.” And then the hitting sounds resume as Silas begs him to stop.
“I’m never letting them live down this moment,” Morgan giggles.
I shake my head and chuckle. “Never.”
“I’ve never been more embarrassed in my life.”
I giggle at Grey’s comment as I undress in our walk-in. “That was quite the show. Everyone will be talking about it for a while, that’s for sure.”
“Ugh!” he groans into the pillow, lying on the bed on his stomach.
“Hey, at least we all had a good time. Gracie seemed to have fun today,” I tell him, leaning against the doorframe to the closet completely naked.
“Yeah, she did,” he says contentedly, then turns his head to the side in my direction. His eyes darken when he notices my state of undressing. “Fuck. My girlfriend is ridiculously hot.” His heated gaze burns a path down my body before he gets up from his lying position and sits on the side of the bed. “Come here, Bunny,” he says in a deep, raspy voice with a crook of the finger, beckoning me closer.
I feign innocence, placing my hand above my chest, and say in a sweet voice, “Me?”
He licks his lips like a starving animal preparing to feast on his prey, his eyes turning darker by the second as his pupils dilate farther. “Come. Here,” he growls out slowly.
I push off the wall, my features going from pure to sinful as I sashay my way over to him. He spreads his legs wide when I get closer, and I don’t stop until my body practically presses against his.
“Is my good little Bunny trying to be naughty tonight?” he whispers against my stomach, trailing his tongue against the skin.
“I’m always naughty for my Wolf.” I moan when his tongue slides higher up the valley between my breasts, then down one slope, twirling delicately around my peaked nipple.
“Mmm, I love when you play the bad girl for me. It makes me want to ravage your body.” He sucks my nipple into his mouth.
I moan and bring my hands over his shoulders, steadying my body that desperately wants to fall against him.
“You like when I abuse this perfect little body of yours, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimper when he sucks harder on the skin around my erected peaks, leaving delicious love bites in its wake. My hand travels up into his hair, fingernails scratching against his scalp.
His greedy mouth comes back to the center of my breast, and he clamps down hard with a growl.I cry out, my grip tightening on his hair as I throw my head back and close my eyes. When his teeth let up, I’m panting, my thighs growing slippery as my core drips with arousal.
