Page 96 of The Snuggle is Real
I could surrender to those kisses, let him take everything he wanted, while his rough hands slid over my body, caressing and stroking, raising goosebumps, and finally reaching for my dick.
I shivered, just remembering it as I pulled eggs and sausage from the refrigerator. I’d stocked up for my family’s visit, so there was no shortage of supplies. I pulled out a tin of biscuits, as well.
Charlie came in, stomping snow from her boots, and grabbed the towel I kept by the door. “Wait, Pepper,” she ordered. “We have to wipe your feet.”
Pepper stood patiently, letting her lift and rub each paw, before trotting forward.
“You’ve got him well-trained,” I said.
She beamed proudly. “He always listens to me.”
“He’s a good boy.”
Pepper’s ears perked up, and he came over to me, looking up at the pan where I’d just started the sausage.
“A good boy and a beggar.” I dropped a piece to the floor, which he quickly gobbled.
He looked back up eagerly.
“Don’t be greedy,” I told him, but dropped one more piece.
The doorbell rang just as I was about to start the eggs. I moved the sausage off the burner and flicked off the stove.
Before I could get the door, Charlie had already dashed through the living room, Pepper on her heels.
“Oh, Charlie, you should—” I called.
She flung open the door. “Hi!”
“Wait,” I said to an empty room. Crap.
“Well, hello,” my mother said from the porch, sounding charmed. “I’m looking for my son Mason, but maybe we have the wrong house.”
“Nope. Mason is my dad’s boyfriend! He’s in the kitchen making breakfast while my dad showers because he always stinks in the morning.”
Oh my god.
I rushed forward, laughing. “Charlie, you shouldn’t just open the door. You never know who might be there.”
“Oops.” She shrugged. “It’s just your mom and brother and his boyfriend.”
“Well, you certainly know your business,” Mom said admiringly. “And you’re adorable too.”
Charlie grinned. “I know.”
Sawyer, loaded with suitcases, said, “Can we come in already? My arms are about to fall off.”
“Sorry, come on.”
Charlie dragged Pepper back enough for my family to troop in.
Ford came down the stairs just as they did, his flannel shirt still unbuttoned and his hair damp.
“Well, damn, your brother knows how to pick them,” Ash said.
Sawyer elbowed him. “Standing right here.”
“And you have eyes,” Ash said. “Just check out the lumberjack boyfriend Mason’s been hiding.”
