Page 248 of Devil’s Disciples

I took one last look for conversations sake, and then released the elastic waistband of her shorts. I had news for her. That shit was never popular in my eyes. It needed to be shaved off and shaved off quickly.

Before I puked.

I laughed until I vomited in my mouth. After swallowing a mouthful of pink wine and bile, I shook my head in disagreement. “You need to shave that shit off.” I chuckled. “Really.”

“They’re coming back. They really are,” she said with a laugh. “By the end of the year, everyone will have one.”

I burst into laughter, again. I couldn’t help it. When I finally caught my breath, I shook my head. “Everyone but you.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “I shouldn’t have believed that article, huh?”

“What article?”

She looked away. “In Cosmo. It said they were the new thing. The new old thing. It was like a jungle down there when we met. After reading that article, I trimmed it into that. I thought you’d like it.”

“So, you’ve been planning this?”

“Hoping.” She laughed. “I was hoping.”

“Well,” I said. “I’m hoping you’ll shave that strip of nastiness off.”

She looked at me. “Now?”

“That’s my recommendation,” I said. “I’m not interested in getting hair stuck in my teeth.”

“Oh, yeah. This thing’s coming off.” She leaped from the couch. “Right F-ing now.”

After five agonizing minutes, the sound of her clearing her throat caused me to look up.

“How’s this?” she asked.

She was standing in the opening of the corridor that led to the bathroom. Wearing nothing but a grin, she pressed her hands to her hips.

Awestruck by her naked beauty, I stared.

“Well?” she asked.

Her hair was disheveled and partially obscured her face, hiding one of her insanely sexy blue eyes. The other one looked right at me. Her breasts were small and perky. Upon seeing them, I decided everything about her was exactly the way I wanted it to be.

My eyes dropped to her waist. Her pretty little pussy was as bald as the palm of my hand.

“You look good enough to eat,” I said.

She cocked her hip. “Are you hungry?”

My first sexual experience with Abby was going to be a selfless act. I’d never had sex with the intention of satisfying anyone other than myself. I was eager to have Abby be my first.

Certain there were going to be many firsts with Abby, I grinned and nodded. “I sure am.”

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Abby

Although I hadn’t tried it out yet, I’d purchased the chair in question with the sole intention of using it for sex. Eager to feel Porter’s skin against mine, I nervously walked the length of the living room.

He rubbed the light scruff that had developed on his jawline over the last few days. When I stopped in front of him, he let out a long breath. “Jesus.”

“What?”