Page 36 of Bristol

“Oh, there you are baby. I’ve been looking for you,” Bristol muses, her hand wrapping around my chest as she leans in and kisses me. This kiss isn’t a normal kiss. It’s urgent. Possessive. She’s marking her territory and I fucking love it. Her hand is tangled in my hair as her tongue tangles with mine. When she pulls back, she’s breathless and there’s a fire burning in her eyes that makes me want to bend her over right here in front of all of these people, giving Lilah a front row fucking seat.

“Hi, I’m Bristol. And in case you were confused, I am something special,” she says, sitting down on my lap and extending her hand out for Lilah to shake, but not before she crosses her ankles like the proper fucking lady that she is.

Bristol’s advances are met with a wide-eyed stare from Lilah. I rest my hand on her thigh as she leans back into me when Lilah doesn’t take her hand. Her cheeks flush the same red as her dress as she rises and storms off without a word.

The smug smile on Bristol’s face has my semi turning into a full-blown hard-on pressing into the side of her ass cheek in my lap. She wriggles her hips on my leg in a slow grinding circle, eliciting a groan from my chest.

“So that’s the infamous Lilah?” she asks, giving me a side-eye.

I sigh. “Yep.”

“Meh. She’s mediocre, at best. I definitely expected her to have a little more… fight in her,” she says, smiling down at me.

I lean up and nip her earlobe. “Nah, she was just a warm hole with no fire. Unlike someone else, who has the flames of hell burning in her eyes at nearly all times.”

Her lips quirk up at my compliment, looking both happy and smug at the same time.

“I learned a long time ago, you have to fight for yourself and what you want. If not, who will?”

I place my thumb on her chin just beneath her lips, pulling her lips to mine.

“I will,” I whisper, kissing her softly.

Her smeared burgundy lipstick makes me wonder how much more smeared it could get if she were sucking my cock in the cover of the shadows behind one of the trees in the yard.

“Well aren’t you two love birds just too damn cute,” Loretta bellows as she pulls up the chair Lilah had been sitting in.

I chuckle. “Yeah, something like that. Where’s that asshole husband of yours?”

“Hell if I know. Ain’t seen him since we got here. He’s probably with Mikey taking damn shots for me to have to take care of his drunk ass later.”

Her fiery red hair is styled neatly atop her head, her bangs curled under, and her makeup light with a deep red lip to match her hair. She’s dressed conservatively in a black dress with long lace sleeves and black flats.

“There she is!” Joey beams, placing a kiss on Loretta’s forehead.

“Ah, hell. He’s being sweet. Now we’re really in trouble,” she grins, looking at Joey with adoration in her eyes. For as much as they bicker, they love each other.

“You about ready to get out of here?” Joey lifts his right arm to look at his watch.

Loretta nods and is already standing up. “You don’t have to tell me twice. I’ve been ready to take this fucking bra off.”

Joey snickers and waves a quick goodbye in our direction before he does a quick look over his shoulder and then sneaks off through the grass.

“He didn’t say goodbye to anybody,” Bristol notes.

“It’s called an Irish goodbye. You just leave. Joey and Loretta do it all the time.”

“But. Why?” she asks, her brows drawn together in confusion.

“So he doesn’t get stuck in twenty more conversations before he can leave. If he begins saying goodbye, everybody and their mom have something they just have to talk to him about before he gets out of here. Trust me, it’s not as rude as it seems. Sometimes it’s just time to roll out and you don’t have the time to associate with every single person to tell them goodbye.”

“Hmm,” she puzzles, but doesn’t ask any more questions.

“Want to try it out?” I ask, wriggling my eyebrows at her.

“Mmm. Maybe! Let me pee first.”

She stands and walks toward the house, her hips swaying seductively as she sashays away from me. This woman is going to be the death of me and my cock.

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