Page 80 of Chaos
I. About. Died.
Also, dammit. I really thought I had my walls up that time.
“So we open with a bit of heavy petting,” Sin began.
“And you need to take off my outfit. You still want me in that red nightie?”
“Absolutely. And don’t forget the fishnets. The ones with the seams up the back.”
I nodded, and he continued talking through our plan.
“From there, we’ll get in some real good making out.”
“And then move to oral for you.”
“I thought we were gonna do you first?”
“You first, then me. Then . . .”
“No, no, no,” Malice interjected, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Yes, director Mal?” Sin teased.
“Merri first, then Sin, so she can be on top. After that, you switch to missionary, doggy, or anything that will give you the best opportunity to finish where you’re supposed to.”
Mal gave Sin a pointed look, at which the incubus nodded. It really irked me that I couldn’t get into his head to see what he was signaling.
Sin slapped me on the rear. “Okay, baby. We’ve got an hour to showtime. You’d better get your pretty little ass ready for a good ravishing.”
I got off him with a smirk. “If I’m riding you, you’re the one getting ravished, Sin.” I leaned over and gave his thigh a gentle pat. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it good for you.”
He clutched his heart and looked over at Malice as I moved away from the bed. “I think I just fell in love.”
Mal snorted. “Just?”
Laughter bubbled up as I flitted off to the bathroom, but deep down, a weird twist of excitement took hold. Whether it was because of what we were about to do or what he’d said, I wasn’t sure. But either way, I couldn’t wait to be with Sin again.
Chapter
Twenty
CHAOS
It took every ounce of strength I had not to storm out of my room and into Merri’s when I opened the link to her video feed and saw the graphic displaying her adorable cartoon avatar blowing a kiss. I was not awatcher. I was a fuckingdoer. Especially after I decided I was going to do something.
I quite literally could not recall the last time I’d been stuck on the bench. I was used to being the number one draft pick. So, to say that I was not handling my loss to Sin well... I glanced at the remains of what used to be an antique bookcase. Whoops. Malice wouldn’t be pleased to find I’d destroyed one of his many pieces of furniture, but it was that or go steal her away and keep her for myself.
It didn’t make me feel any better knowing that I was stuck here among all the other riffraff as well. Merri had opened the chat early, and there was a little countdown at the top of the screen signaling the start of tonight’s livestream.
Already, comments were pouring in from some of her most loyal fans.
CallMeMommy: The antici . . .. . .. . . .pation is killing me
TIs4Tony: God, baby. I can’t believe you’re doing this for us.
EverySteve: Do you need to warm up first? I can get you wet with my words if you want.
BigMan69: My lotion and tissue are on standby. Things are about to get messy.
