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“I’m doing this for Charlie. I could care less about bridal showers or bachelorette parties, and I certainty do not want to make penis cakes, but if this is what she wants, then I will do it. What choice do I have?”
“You’re a good egg, Jamie. Charlotte is lucky to have you.” Sydney says, holding up her cake to admire her work. She wrote Eat Me on her monster cock cake. At least Sydney keeps things interesting. “But Charlotte never asked us to make penis cakes,” she adds with a chuckle. “That was my idea.”
“Of course it was,” Kennedy announces, frowning at Sydney.
“But you said—” I mutter before Sydney interrupts my train of thought with her laughter.
“I just wanted to see if you would do it. And look how much fun we all had doing this together.”
“There you go playing your games with men again,” Kennedy says, giving Sydney an evil look. “You’re supposed to be reformed. Poor Jamie had to decorate balls.”
She shrugs, flashing Kennedy a girlish look. “What? It’s not like guys don’t get blue balls.”
“You would know all about that. That’s your area of expertise.” Kennedy covers her mouth with her hand and chuckles.
“Oh, c’mon, Ken, I’m just having some fun. Live a little.” Sydney shoots an apologetic smile in my direction. “You survived, right, Jamie? It wasn’t that bad.”
I take a seat on a stool in my kitchen, across from Sydney, and place my palms on the island. “Barely. I might be scarred for life. Making a penis cake for Charlie was disturbing, to say the least.”
“It was fun,” Regan says, leaning her head on my shoulder. She lowers her voice so that only I can hear, as Sydney and Kennedy start up their own conversation that sounds almost like an argument. “All this baking and talks about monster cocks makes me want to play with yours.”
I hook my arm around her back and pull her tight against my chest to plant a kiss on her forehead. “It’s not that big.”
She smiles up at me. “You try fitting it in your mouth. It ain’t small, babe.”
Nestling my face in the crook of her neck I laugh, keeping my voice to a whisper. “If you don’t stop it, I will be hard. Now, all I can think about is your lips wrapped around my dick.”
“Patience,” she says with a wink. “After the girls leave tonight, you are all mine.” She touches her lips with her index finger, smiling with her eyes. “I plan to meld my lips to your cock. That much I can promise.”
“Are you going to make a Star Trek reference every time we have sex for the rest of our lives?”
She shrugs against my chest. “It’s kind of our thing now.”
I shake my head. “You’re weird.”
“So are you,” she says, smacking me in the shoulder. “Your nerd superpowers rubbed off on me. I can’t help it.”
“You were already a nerd before I met you,” I spit back.
“That’s why we’re perfect together.”
“You know, I never would have taken you for a closet nerd based on the night we’d met.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “And why is that?”
“You reminded me of Charlie in the basketball shorts and jersey. I thought you were more sporty than nerdy. But that was one of the things I liked about you.”
“That I was sporty?” She asks, confused. “What’s so exciting about that? Other than basketball and hockey, you’re not all the into sports.”
“You were down-to-earth and had this vibe about you that reminded me so much of Charlie that I knew we would get along. And I was right.”
“Knowing how much she means to you, I am flattered.” She holds her palm up to her chest and smiles.
Bending down, I suck on her bottom lip, before parting her lips with my tongue, gripping her hair in my hands as I kiss her softly. Interrupted by Sydney clearing her throat, the kiss only lasts a few seconds, leaving me wanting more.
“I’d tell you to get a room,” Sydney says, “but since you live here, I think it’s time we finish up with these cakes, and leave you two to fucking.”
“No filter,” Kennedy says to Sydney, shooting me an apologetic look.
