bar?”
Eek. “Ummm…yes?” I squeaked out and then laughed as he growled and dug his fingers into my sides, tickling me.
I couldn’t get away because Jackson was still holding me tight against him. “Okay! I give up! I’m sorry…No! I didn’t have fun dancing on the bar! Stop!” I yelled, still laughing.
Brandon let his hands drop and he kissed me one more time. I turned toward Jackson when he started speaking so I could look at him.
“You were driving us crazy up there…and all those guys were crowding around staring. I thought Brandon was going to murder one of the dumb bastards because he kept saying how hot you were and that he was gonna try to ‘tap ‘dat ass’ once you came down. God, you’re so fuckin’ sexy, sweetheart…I wanted nothing more than to rip you down and bury my dick in you as deep as I could.” The last words came out on a growl.
My mouth went dry at his words, and desire curled heavily in the pit of my stomach as Brandon chimed in, “We got plans for you tonight, babe. A little bit of punishment that you like so much.”
Chapter 6
“Oh, come on, Allie. Don’t tell me that you have nothing to say. You’re fucking two of the hottest guys in town, at the same time , I might add, so you’re gonna tell us exactly what’s been going down. Besides you!”
Leah delivered the last dig with a flourish, grinning and cackling along with Jenna and Emma. Emma’s mom, Jan, even lost it, bending over in half and crossing her legs like she was about to piss herself.
I glowered at her for a minute but couldn’t contain my laughter anymore. Grinning, I crowed, “It’s fucking awesome !”
“Oh God,” Leah groaned, “I’m so jealous!” She flopped down on the couch and flung her head back with her arm over her face in a pretty good woe-is-me moment.
Jenna’s face turned serious all of a sudden before she asked, “So, how does it work? I mean, do they both like…put it in? At the same time?”
“JENNA!” Jan hollered, her face blood red. “OH MY GOD!”
I stood there in the middle of the bridal store, my jaw on the floor because I seriously could not believe she’d just asked that. We’d only been there for about thirty minutes just looking around, and I know my face was probably even redder than Emma’s mom’s!
I turned my head slightly and noticed that two of the employees and another bridal party were looking pretty interested in the current conversation so I shook my head and sliced my hand across my throat in the universal signal for ‘ Enough ’ and walked away, heading towards another rack of dresses.
I felt someone come up behind me and looked over my shoulder to see Emma, her face contrite.
“Don’t even apologize for her, Em,” I said before she got a chance to say anything. “Seriously, it’s fine and I’m not mad. In fact, I probably would have answered her if it wasn’t for the audience we were drawing!” I smiled at her and she laughed.
“It’s not anything I haven’t wondered about myself, you know. So are we still on for our girl’s night after this?” Emma asked.
“Hell, yes!” I said, nodding vigorously. “I’ve been missing you!”
“I know, I’ve been missing you, too! But sheesh, Brandon and Jackson must be keeping you busy since they’re always there. The house almost feels lonely without you guys all there all the time,” she said.
“Yeah, right. You forget that I know it’s only you and Luke there most of the time now, and you can’t go ten minutes without jumping each other. You’ve probably christened every room of the house by now, except for Brandon’s!” I laughed.
Her face flushed and I gasped. “Ohmigod, Emma. Please tell me you didn’t!”
She shook her head half-heartedly before dropping her head and mumbling, “It wasn’t really in his room…more like up against the door!”
“You dirty little thing, Emma!” I told her, grinning when she looked back up with a grin of her own.
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