Page 12 of Curves for the Crass (Rejected 8)

“No, baby girl. I’m not sure when we will see Bran next,” he tells her softly. I need to remember to ask about that later.

“So, what are your plans for tonight since you will be kid free?” Mateo asks just before our front door bursts open, and every one of my brothers and their women files in the room.

“Adult rave night!” Mateo says, grinning and shaking his head.

“Do not judge us. We like to live like we are young sometimes,” Mercedes says, putting her hands on her hips.

I watch Alec and Dean bring the kegs in, giving us chin lifts and kissing Ever on the cheek, making her giggle.

All seven girls come into the house, pulling my wife out of the room while whispering and giggling. Probably something new they read about in their romance books they read for their weekly “book club.”

“We’re going to get out of here before it gets too wild. Have some fun, old man, drink too much, dance like your back doesn’t hurt, and sweep my sister off her feet just like you did years ago,” Mateo says, smiling and waving as he heads out of the house with Ever. He’s heading to the city. He wanted to take Ever to the zoo, so they won't be back until late tomorrow. Which means I get my wife all to myself.

Mission: get my woman pregnant again, lick her pussy, claim her body, fuck her….

Getting off track.

Operation get my wife pregnant again… In Progress.

The End.

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