Page 100 of Sinners' Appetite
Once she’s done, Dean turns and we both watch as she opens her mouth wide, allowing the water to pour in, mixing with the mouthful of cum she has already.
“Fuck, man—she’s perfect…” Dean moans, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. “It’s too fucking hot in here, I’m getting out.”
“I can’t wait to see how far we can push her. She’s been such a good girl for us so far.”
Dean wraps a towel around his waist and disappears out of the bathroom while I help Nikki stand.
“Does he really mean that?” she asks as I lean down to kiss her soft, wet lips.
“Does he mean what—that you’re perfect?”
“Yeah…”
I nod and turn the tap off, reaching out to grab us both a towel. “Of course he means it, baby girl. You are perfect.”
“I just don’t want to disappoint either of you. I can be pretty annoying sometimes, you know.”
I start to laugh as I wrap the towel around my hips. “Then we’ll just shut you up.”
“He might change his mind after a while.”
“You’ll always come first, baby. Always.”
She releases a sigh of relief as she starts to dry herself off, tossing the towel off to the side.
“Finally…” I say. “You’re going with no towel this time.”
“I’m sure you two can keep me warm…” she giggles, walking out of the bathroom ahead of me.
After we grab a drink, we head off into Dean’s bedroom, chuckling when we see him laying flat out on the bed, completely naked and sound asleep.
“I think we exhausted him…” I smirk, walking up to the edge of his bed, pulling back the blankets on the other side of him. I then point to the middle spot. “Climb in, baby girl.”
She kneels on the bed and climbs her way over, looking back at me with a devilish smirk on her face as she lies down and covers herself with the blankets.
I slide in after turning the light back off and snuggle up to her, nuzzling my face into her wet hair.
“I love you, Nikki,” I whisper, trailing my hand up her stomach and grazing my fingers over her breasts.
“I love you too…” she sighs.
I really meant what I said earlier. She’ll always come first, no matter what may happen between Dean and I.
The way I feel about her is entirely different. Dean and I are bound by trauma.
Nikki and I—
We’re bound by everything else.
She’s the one I can picture spending the rest of my life with.
I wake up to my alarm and look over at Nikki, smiling widely when I see her head resting on Dean’s chest with her arm wrapped around his waist. I really wish I didn’t have to leave her here. I know she’ll be safe, and I trust Dean entirely, but even the thoughts of not being here to make sure is driving me insane.
Instead of waking her up, I slide out of the bed and head into the kitchen for a drink. I think if I’m quiet enough, I can make usall breakfast without waking them. Nikki needs sleep after what we put her through last night.
Searching through the fridge, I grab everything I need to make French toast and bacon.
As soon as I’m done preparing it, I slice up a few strawberries and arrange them on our plates, giving Nikki a few extra because I know how much she loves them.
