“I’m here, but stop fingerin’ your pussy. You can’t come again until you get home.”
She stopped her fingers, so close. “Please?” she whined.
“No. Get in bed and I’ll talk to you ‘til you fall asleep, but you gotta be good. Your pussy belong to me. You come when I tell you.”
She almost came at his forceful tone, but she grabbed the tablet and staggered to the bed, unsatisfied.
“Guess what, baby?” he said when she was settled in bed.
“What?” she asked hoarsely.
“I ain’t lost Gunner. I know exactly where the lil’ motherfucker at.”
Meggie laughed. “I’m proud of you,” she said, and fell asleep to the sound of her husband’s voice.
Harley: How’s your day going?
CJ: It’s going. Mom’s back in LA. With Axel and Rebel. Oh yeah, Kaia, too.
Harley: Is everything okay?
CJ: Rebel needed “alone” time with her. She probably does, but Mom still took Axel and Kaia.
Harley: Well, um, Axel going might be for the best.By the time she got back, your entire house would’ve been blown up.
CJ:
Harley:
CJ: Are you okay?
Harley: I’m trying to be.
CJ: If you need to talk, I’m always here for you.
Harley:I miss you. Our friendship, I mean.
CJ: I miss you, too.
Harley: Maybe we can hang out soon?
CJ: Dinner? My treat.
Harley: When?
CJ: I’ll see if Mom lets me borrow her Vette and let youknow.
Harley:
CJ: Is that a yes?
Harley: Definitely.
CJ: Lunch is almost over. I’ll text you later on.
Harley: I’m at Aunt Zoann’s. You can visit.
CJ: Nope, I might punch Ryan in his fucking mouth.
