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“I am not high,” she argues with a blush. “I had one cotton candy gummy bear an hour ago. Geez.” Then, she flips on the mixer too high and the flour erupts from the bowl, covering her face. She bursts into laughter, suddenly unable to even breathe, and it’s so fucking infectious that now I’m laughing. And when I look over at Hunter, he’s grinning from ear to ear too, his shoulders shaking with his own amusement.
“Red, you’re a mess.”
Finally, she stops laughing and plants her hands against the counter. Glaring at Hunter with a slightly glossy stare and a wicked grin on her face, she reaches into the bowl and proceeds to fling a handful of flour at her husband.
He stands frozen, white powder covering his black button-up shirt, and we wait in anticipation for his reaction. Finally, his tongue peeks out from between his lips and licks up the bitter taste from his face. “Oh, you're a bad little girl. You better fucking run.”
I watch with a smile when Isabel shrieks, beaming as she takes off, bolting into a run from her side of the kitchen. He rounds the island to catch her, but even stoned, she’s too fast. They’re both covered in baking ingredients and laughing as they run circles around the island, both laughing and smiling.
This is what I missed. This is definitely something we would have done before the whole threesome complicated everything. Call it wishful thinking, but it feels like we can finally move on and get back to the way things were.
“Save me, Drake!” Isabel screams as she crouches behind me.
“Get behind me.” I laugh, but before I can stand and block her from the threat of Hunter holding a bottle of chocolate syrup, I’m assaulted by a handful of vanilla frosting to the face.
Isabel squeals in laughter as she wipes it all over me, from my chin up to my hair. I don’t know how I missed her grabbing that in her dash around the counter. I’m sitting here in shock, and when she tries to run away, I snatch her by the waist and drag her toward me.
“I was going to help you,” I say in an ominous tone. “But now you’re screwed.”
Once I have her against me, I pin both of her hands behind her back and hold her tight. “Get her,” I say to Hunter, who smiles wickedly as he douses her with chocolate. She’s laughing and fighting against my grip as he pours it all over her head and face.
“Here you go, Drake. I made you a sundae. Have a taste.” Hunter says these words in a playful tone. A moment ago, I thought things had finally gotten back to normal, but I can’t help myself. This is definitelynotnormal. All of her fidgeting and fighting against my body has my cock twitching in my pants, and I do want a taste. So I drag her closer and lick a long line along the side of her face, and as I do so, she slows her struggling.
“Mmm…she tastes good,” I whisper in her ear.
“Take off her shirt,” Hunter commands, and I do. Releasing her hands, I hold her by the waist as I untie her apron and drag her shirt over her head. I’m holding her like a prisoner, even though I know well and good that she wouldn’t go anywhere now. Her smile is fading and in its place is a lustful expression aimed at her husband.
In nothing but her panties, she stands and waits as Hunter dribbles chocolate sauce across each of her nipples. She lets out a sweet little moan and he instantly takes the right one in his mouth and I take the left. Her cries grow louder as she reaches up to hold our heads there, lapping chocolate off her breasts.
When Hunter pulls his mouth away, he stares at her as he dribbles the sauce on her stomach, watching it drip down to the waistband of her pink cotton briefs.
I want to be the one to lick that chocolate away so bad, but I want to watch him doing it just as much. We’re being reckless and doing exactly what we know we shouldn’t right now. Any one of us could easily break up this sexy little food fight, but we don’t because like Geo said, love makes you a fucking idiot.
“Go ahead,” I say as I wrap an arm around her waist and hold her against me. Hunter drops to his knees and kisses his way down her stomach, covering his mouth with chocolate as he goes until he finally reaches her panties. Tugging them down, he doesn’t hesitate before he plants a warm, wet kiss between her legs.
She moans and writhes in my arms as he sucks on her clit, and my dick throbs as I watch them. I can’t keep my mouth off her, licking the sweet taste off her neck and finding her mouth so I can devour those sounds of pleasure.
He stares up at us as he fucks her with this tongue, my cock leaking as he slides his finger inside her. She’s trembling now, fidgeting and fighting against me as her orgasm approaches.
“I’m gonna…gonna…” She whimpers breathlessly. I pinch the chocolate-covered bud of her nipple as I kiss her neck and her body seizes up in my arms. “Yes, yes, yes,” she moans.
When her muscles finally turn soft and she relaxes against me, I assume it’s over. But she gives Hunter a devious look as she snatches the whipped cream can off the counter and glares at him.
“My turn,” she says wickedly, and he responds with anI dare youexpression.
I watch curiously as she turns toward me. With her bottom lip pinched between her teeth, she drops a dot of cream against my neck. I feel it seeping down into the collar of my shirt as I stare at her. Then she looks at Hunter, her brows raised as she steps out of the way.
I freeze, eyes wide as I stare at her. Then it dawns on me what she’s doing.
We’re playingthatgame.
It’s silent as we wait for him to make up his mind. This is huge for him. The pressure to finally fess up to what he wants, no matter if he’s really ready for that or not. And maybe he doesn’t want that anymore. Maybe what happened in Nashville was a one-time thing and he decided he doesn’t like being with men.
The problem is that Hunter doesn’t back down. He’s too proud, too stubborn, and just like the bet we made in Austin, heneverloses.
My heart picks up speed as he closes the distance between us and he spares me one last glance before he attacks my neck with his lips. I don’t even have the brain cells left to try and talk him out of this or make sure it’s really what he wants because his lips on my neck feeltoo fucking good.Goosebumps erupt over every inch of my body as he sucks the tender flesh where Isabel put the sweet cream. I find my hands reaching for him as he licks and nibbles on my neck, my dick twitching in my boxers.
As Hunter pulls away, I feel as if my legs might give out beneath me. He’s staring at me with a hungry gaze, but before he moves toward me again, Isabel steps closer.
