Page 43 of The Secret Experimentation
Two men stop at the end of the stairs frowning at me. The one with caramel skin looks more concerned than the guy with the dark freckles, who has nothing but amusement dancing on his face when his eyes fall on the very big bulge pushing against my pants. I adjust myself, bringing even more attention down there. I shake it off. My boyfriend is hot, and I’m not ashamed by my body’s reaction.Boyfriend.Fucking like that. I’m turning sappy and shit now.
They are both wearing only boxers which suggests that they just woke up. I fucking hope not with Mel next to them. His warm hands stroking my back relax me a bit.
A third guy comes down, rubbing his sleepy eyes and suddenly bumps into the back of the glowering one.
“Ouch! Parker, what the fuck? Why did you stop walking?” he says around a big yawn.
“Who are you?” Parker asks warily, without taking notice of the guy behind him.
“Are you a ghost?” the sleepy guy asks, earning an eye roll from the freckle guy.
“Is that Mel behind you?”
Mel’s head peeks from under my arm. “Guys, cut it out!” His cute head turns up to me from under my armpit and it pushes a small smirk on my lips. I bend down and give him a little peck on the mouth. His shocked face is priceless, and it pulls my lips up even wider.
“Are you going to introduce us within the morning or can we go have breakfast?” Freckle guy clears his throat.
Mel blinks and a red tint forms on his cheeks. “The scary dude is Parker, the idiot behind him wearing the hockey shirt is Sean.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Russel, Mel’s boyfriend.”
I hear Mel gasps of surprise and when I look at him he’s beaming at me.
“Hey boyfriend!” Sean exclaims, but Parker wraps an arm around his shoulders and pushes him toward the kitchen after acknowledging me with a tilt of his chin.
“And the hairy dude is Ty.”
“Oh, so you’re Sam’s cousin,” I say.
“Yeah,” he replies and then looks at Mel. “You wish you had this soft pillow,” he says stroking his chest.
Mel snorts derisively.
“Chicks dig it,” he insists.
“Not a chick,” Mel retorts.
“You look like a chick-en to me, hiding behind your boyfriend.” He crosses his arms and widens his legs, taking a challenging stance.
Mel goes to step away from me, but he must have forgotten about hiswetfront. I know by now that when he gets very annoyed about something, he loses his temper and forgets about anything else.My wild hellion. But not wanting him to feel embarrassed in front of his friends, I turn, bend down, and haul him over my shoulder. He lets out a high-pitched squeak, and I spank his cute ass, wanting to hear more of those cute noises.
Ty’s booming laugh suddenly resounds in the room. “Yeah, get him, Russel. He’s been a pain in the ass since we got here. Finally someone who can tame the moping idiot.”
“You take that back, Tyler Ann Karowsky. Or I’ll remove that carpet covering your chest with scorching wax!”
“His room is at the end of the hallway. We’ll have breakfast in town. The house is yours for a while,” Parker says before dragging the other guys upstairs.
“Um, thanks,” I yell while Mel keeps cussing and ordering me to put him down.
“I’m not a fucking wench.”
“Nope, you are my slutty boyfriend,” I say, only half-jokingly.
“Put me down.” The sudden resolve in his voice makes me come to an abrupt stop. I let him go.
But not far from me. My arm holds him against my body, while my other hand cups his face.
I want him to see the sincerity and firmness in my eyes. “You’re mine.”
