There were too many good sensations at once—I forgot where I was, who I was with. All that mattered was what I was feeling. I grabbed the back of his head as he gave me little nips of pain that seemed to shoot straight down to my vagina, sending me right to the edge. “Fuck,” I cried. Then I was coming and coming. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
Roe grabbed me by my hips, lifting me slightly above him. He pumped up into me repeatedly until he finally came with a loud exhale and his head leaned back. Both of us were breathing hard as he let me sink back down on him and slump against him. We both just sat there as we came back to ourselves and that waswhen I realized the car wasn’t moving anymore. I pushed myself upright and glanced over my shoulder.
Wyatt and Reid were both turned around in their seats watching us. I couldn’t help but smirk.
The corner of Wyatt’s mouth lifted. “What a naughty girlfriend we have.”
I flicked my messy hair over my shoulder. “Are you complaining?”
Wyatt shook his head. “Fuck no. Just wondering which deity I need to thank for giving us you.”
My smirk dropped and my eyes began to burn. “Aw, Wyatt. You’re going to make me cry.”
“That’s our cue to get food in her and sober her up,” Reid said, and climbed out.
Wyatt snorted and climbed out, too.
I faced Roe and he kissed me, saying, “Come on. Let’s feed you.”
I kissed him again and said against his lips, “You already fed me.”
He groaned. “Food, Lottie. You need to eat.”
“Next time I’ll swallow,” I said, making him curse and threaten to fuck me again, which I was totally for.
Before things could get started, the car door next to us opened. Reid reached in, pulled me off of Roe, and set me on my feet. He and Wyatt worked quickly to fix my dress.
“No more orgasms until you eat something,” Wyatt said as they finished and headed toward Reid’s front door.
I sighed and waited for Roe to get out of the car. Holding hands, we followed them inside.
Chapter Twenty-Two
The next day,everyone went to the fair. Bram, Vivian, Mac, Lemon, the guys, and me. There were even members of the club going. We ran into Bash and Theo and they sort of attached themselves to our group after that.
The girls and I got our faces painted and took a bunch of pictures in a photo booth. I got a teal and black butterfly that went around my eyes like a mask. Lemon had daisies painted around her eyes. Mac had the upper part of her face painted like a cheetah with a black heart shape on her nose.
The guys made me try cotton candy and all kinds of fair food. Bram rode the Ferris wheel with me, and I got scared once we reached the top. He put his arm around me for the rest of the ride while telling me that it would be all right.
The day was nothing but play, fun, and pure joy. It made me wish there was a way I could tell my younger self that it would be okay. It would end. And when it did, it would be worth it. Enduring what I had, the fight, the survival, would all be worth it in the end.
As the sun set and the fair lights grew brighter, Bram and Vivian called it a day.
“Let’s check out the haunted clown house,” Mac suggested as she skipped ahead.
Lemon and I stopped walking to stare at the scary-looking attraction, which made my guys and the twins stop as well.
Mac glanced back when she got too far ahead. “Don’t be chickens.”
Lemon sighed and hooked arms with me. “I apologize in advance for screaming like a banshee.”
I laughed. “Same.”
Mac fearlessly walked ahead of us as we entered the haunted house. Lemon and I were right behind her with the men following. It was very dark even as we walked through a neon room with swirling walls of orange and yellow. At the first jump scare, air shot out of the walls. Mac jumped but laughed. Lemon and I just screamed. All the brave men behind us chuckled.
As we entered the next room, where the lights were strobing, making it hard to see, two clowns came out of nowhere with chainsaws. Lemon and I let go of each other and bolted. I turned on my heels and ran right for the first one of my guys I saw. It was Reid. I jumped on him, arms tightly wrapping around his neck. He grabbed my butt, hoisting me up farther, and I wrapped my legs around his middle. Not that I could hear it over the chainsaws, but his chest was shaking with laughter.
He carried me through the rest of the haunted house like that. Finally he said, “We’re out.”
