Page 234 of Catch Me
“I don’t know how,” I admitted. Everyone voiced similar sentiments.
“Well, I don’t know what to do now.”
West grabbed onto a leg, which must’ve been extremely hot, and twisted it. There was a crack before he pulled the whole thing away with a grin. He grabbed a second plate to load up with sides.
Linc burst into laughter and dropped his face into one hand. “It works, I guess.”
Brooks wrinkled his nose. “Are we just gonna gnaw the meat off the bones like animals?”
Til leapt on his back. “Get your hands dirty, baby. It’s Thanksgiving. You think they had clean fingers back in pilgrim times?”
“No, their hands were stained with blood.”
“Hey, keep the history lessons to yourself. We all know it.”
I watched everyone butcher the bird as they worked on getting meat on their plates. It was more entertaining than it should’ve been. They were like a flock of vultures picking at a carcass.
Travis appeared at my side and kissed my cheek.
“Hey,” I said.
He grinned. “Hey back.”
It still made me smile every time he said that. There was a conspiratorial look in his eyes that made me nervous and excited. He took my hand and dragged me out of the kitchen, then through the front door.
“What are we doing?” I asked.
“Patience, baby.”
“I don’t have that.”
“Oh, I’m very aware.”
When he opened the back door to his Jeep, I narrowed my eyes at him. How could I say no, though? Whatever was on his mind, I’d probably be into it. We were just in sync that way, no matter what weird shit he cooked up in his head.
Since the windows were tinted, I didn’t freak out too much when he pulled off his shirt. I immediately scooted backward and pressed my lips to his chest. When I pulled away, his lips were parted, so I licked the lower one, then clutched the back of his neck as I stroked his tongue.
A deep, throaty sound escaped him, making my body feel warm. He didn’t even unbutton my pants before he yanked them down.
“What’s the occasion?”
He kissed my thigh, then brushed his lips over my shaft. “It’s celebratory.”
“Feel free to share with the class.”
“No class. Just you.” I frowned and he smirked up at me. “I want to be inside of you first.”
“Well, now this sounds like something I wouldn’t agree to unless you’re fucking me.”
“You’d agree loudly and boisterously.”
“Boisterously,” I laughed. “If you say so.”
He grabbed a bottle of lube that was stashed in the console. I laid back and let him open me up with his fingers. He was quick about it, and I had no complaints. There was never a time when I didn’t want to feel him inside of me.
I watched him apply lube to his dick before he stroked himself. Everything he did was too damn hot, especially when he kept that playful expression on his face combined with animalistic hunger. He hated hookups and had gone a couple years without sex before me, but I’d learned that Travis had a hell of a sex drive. He called it ‘chasing the dopamine.’ I just said he was fucking perfect and always up for a good time.
“Fuck,” I gasped when he thrust inside of me. “Warn a guy.”
