Page 75 of Sinners' Appetite
“They were going to sell Nikki and Sammi?” Dean gasps.
“We got there in time, but it was a close call.”
Dean shakes his head and reaches for the bag that has the water and food in it, pulling out a bottle of water and chugging it back.
For the next two hours, we avoid talking about our own drama and reminisce on the last few years since I saw Dean last.
We head back to shore, which takes us a good hour to circle back around, and when we finally get close enough to see the shoreline, I see Sammi and Nikki’s heads popping out of the water.
Knowing she doesn’t have a bikini, my only assumption is that she’s actually completely naked.
When they both see the boat coming in, they start to wave. Of course, we wave back and anchor the boat to the wharf, leaving it there for now since we plan to go back out in the next few days.
“Shit!Runandgetme that towel, please?” I beg Sammi as I watch the guys step off the boat.
“Oh—come on, baby. Dean’s the only one that hasn’t seen those tits. You’ll be fine. We’re all adults.”
“Arghh—you’re no help,” I groan, stepping out of the water with my arm held over my chest and my other hand cupping my pussy.
I grab the towel and wrap it around me, walking over to where I left my clothes. I toss my shirt over myself and slide my shorts on, spinning around to see if any of them are close to us yet. When I don’t see them, I breathe a sigh of relief.
Sure, I’m comfortable with Malachi and even Jeremy, but I don’t know Dean well enough to showcase my body in front of him.
Minutes later, they all walk over to us.
“We got something for you ladies…” He smiles, setting the cooler down on the ground in front of us. When he opens it, a fish nearly jumps out.
“Holy shit! Is that for supper?” Sammi exclaims as she leans down to lift the lid again.
“It can be. I was thinking about lighting the fire on the beach and roasting them over it. How does that sound?”
“I’m down!” she replies.
Malachi makes his way behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Did you two have fun?” he whispers into my ear.
Just the feeling of his hot breath against my skin makes me crave his mouth all over me again.
“We did, actually. You missed out on the fun…” I tease, holding my hands over his.
Dean grabs the cooler and starts heading back to his cabin while the four of us head to ours to get cleaned up for dinner. The cabins have their own full bathroom, unlike most of the others I’ve been to.
This one place my family rented had nothing but a black bag attached to the outside. We literally had to run to the nearest town to buy a tarp so we could shower in private. It held about ten gallons of water and if the sun wasn’t shining, it was piss warm. I’m pretty sure my mother paid over a thousand dollars for the four of us to stay there. Needless to say, the review she left wasn’t very good and we never went back.
“Dean just texted—the fire is going now and he’s putting the fish on to cook,” Malachi says as he walks out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
I can’t help but stare at him as he leans against the door frame with a dopey smile on his face.
“See something you like, baby girl?” he asks.
“I was just thinking about how nice it would be to run my tongue along those tattoos.” I giggle as I reach for the clothes I was going to change into.
“Don’t put those on yet,” he demands, walking closer to me. I back up and when my back hits the window, he flips me around so my face is looking directly out at the beach front.
“Malachi—” I start to say, before he reaches around and places his hand over my mouth.
“We’ll have to make this quick.” He groans as he pulls my shorts down to the floor. “Hmm…no panties today?”
I shake my head, still unable to make a sound since he hasn’t moved his hand from my mouth.
