Page 67 of Pleasurable Secrets

Macy screamed. “You’re fucking crazy.”

“Vicky, she’s drunk.” I grabbed her hand, trying to pry her fingers off of Macy’s locks.

I stared into Vicky’s eyes. “Baby, let’s go to bed.

My hand smoothed her long brown hair.

She released her.

“Macy, sleep it off,” I said.

Her head hit the pillow. She was snoring before Vicky and I hit the door.

I wrapped my arm around her waist. “Bed time my little MMA fighter.”

She laughed.

“Wait, you aren’t going to carry me to bed?”

I swooped her up into my arms. “Vicky, you get the royal treatment, my lady.”

Her head fell upon my shoulder, laughing feverishly.

Locking our bedroom door behind us, I laid Vicky on the bed.

“Remove my clothes, Zander.”

I stripped the dress from her slender body and tossed it on a corner chair.

She tempted me in her pink lace bra and panties.

Climbing under the blanket, I pulled her into my arms and flipped on the TV.

“Rest up.”

She yawned. “Ok,” she sighed.

Fuck, I loved her with all my heart.

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Clank, clank.

I sat straight up, looking around the room. “What the fuck is that noise?”

My eyes landed on the empty side of the bed. I gaped.

“I’ll kill you, bitch!” Vicky yelled.

Clank, clank.

“Ah! You’re crazy!” Macy screamed.

“Shit!” I shot out of our room.

Running down the steps, I gawked at Vicky as I entered the kitchen.

“Vicky! That’s enough.”

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