“You’re all old!”

Violet gasped even louder. “Excuse me, young man? You think I’m old? How dare you!”

We watched as Violet got out of her chair and gently tackled Forrest to the floor. The thick rug probably protected her elbows and knees but I thought about installing even plusher carpeting to keep them both safe. She easily pinned Forrest and they both laughed while he wiggled out from under her and managed to pin her to the floor. She pretended she couldn’t get up and let him count to three, officially winning the match.

Forrest jumped to his feet and did a victory lap around the table, high-fiving us as he went. “I’m the best ever! You’re all old and I don’t have an adorable butt and I’m not in trouble for flashing that old lady!”

I easily grabbed him and hung him upside down by his ankles. He laughed and screamed, but I just held him steady and let out an evil cackle. “You may have beat your old mom, but you’re going to need a little more practice before you can conquer us, kid.”

Violet stood up and frowned. “Now you’re calling me old, too?”

Forrest smirked at me from his upside-down position. “Now you’re in trouble.”

I smiled calmly at Violet. “You’re not old. You’re a decade younger than us.”

“It’s just I could’ve sworn I heard you call me old.” She slowly circled the table, moving towards me.

Forrest crossed his arms over his chest, somehow smug even in his position. “You should run.”

I eased him down and he went back to his plate and sat down like he’d never interrupted dinner in the first place. Ben and Justin shrugged and went back to eating, leaving me to deal with Violet. That was fine by me.

“You three stay in here. No one should have to see whatever punishment Vi feels like dishing out.” I inched away from the table and squeezed Justin’s shoulder. He nodded at me, letting me know he understood what I was getting at. Then, I turned and ran out of the dining room and upstairs, taunting Violet as I went. “You did look a little old in that green face mask the first night.”

She chased after me with carefree abandon, the same hidden free spirit she’d been the first night we met. When I ran around the corner in the hallway, I stepped into the laundry room tucked there and grabbed her when she ran past. I barely covered her mouth before a scream escaped and I took a kick to my knee before I got her in the room and shut the door. I pinned her to it with my hips and jerked her arms over her head, pinning her wrists to the door as well.

She panted and tugged at her hands. Her hips jerked against mine and we both groaned together. “Mason…”

I held both her wrists with one hand and lowered my other hand to cover her mouth. Brushing my mouth against her cheek, I whispered. “Can you stay quiet?”

Her eyes were feral as they searched mine. She shook her head.

“Do you want to try?”

Those pretty eyes fluttered and her breath caught. I didn’t make her nod. I knew what she wanted. Running my hand down her throat and chest, I cupped her breast and licked my lips.

“You should only be allowed to wear skirts around us. Anything else is too much.” I pushed her leggings and panties down her thighs and cupped her sex to find her slick with desire. Dropping to my knees, I growled just before burying my face into her wetness. Her folds were silky and hot, her taste like my favorite honey. I could’ve drunk from her all day and night long.

Her head thumped against the door and she whimpered. “Mason.”

Shoving her clothes the rest of the way down her legs, I tilted my head to eat her the way I wanted to. Sucking her lips, I groaned into her sex as more of her sweetness flooded my mouth. Swiping my tongue from front to back, I spread her out and curled my tongue into her tight little hole.

“Mason!” Violet yanked at my hair, her voice desperate.

Knowing I didn’t have all the time I wanted, I twirled my tongue in her a few times and then closed my mouth over her clit. Flicking her little bud, I ran my fingers through her wetness and circled my pointer finger over her ass, adding pressure as I tongued her faster. Glancing up at her, I saw her mouth fall open and her eyes go wide.

I snapped my other hand up to cover her mouth just as she started to cry out. Pressing my fingertip past the tight ring of her ass, I closed my mouth over her clit and sucked hard. She came instantly, shaking and grinding her sex into my mouth harder until it was too much for her. When she jerked her hips away, I swore with the desperate need to push her to another orgasm. I wanted to eat her pussy until she begged me to stop.

Leaning back, I ran my fingers over her soaked lips and watched her face. “Fucking perfect.”

She blushed and dropped to her knees. “Let me take care of you.”

I looked down at my painful erection and shook my head. “We’ve been gone long enough. Go on down.”

She pouted and shook her head. “I can be fast.”

Squeezing my eyes shut to block out the sight of her begging, I shook my head again. “Get back to Forrest, Vi. You can take care of me later.”

Her pout deepened but she stood up and pulled her clothes on. “I want to take care of you now.”