Page 31 of Dead and Buried


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Viv keeps sucking him through his orgasm and his body jerks every time she bobs her head. She pulls away, looking up at him. Hishands cup her face as he presses a fierce kiss against her lips. I back away from the door and hurry quietly into my room down the hall.

My back presses against the wood when I get the door closed as I shove my pants down my hips. Gripping my cock, I imagine Viv kneeling in front of me, sucking my cock into her mouth like she did to Zane. What the fuck is it about that girl that has us all obsessed? My fist jerks quickly as I replay that scene over again in my head. My toes curl and my head bangs against the door as I come undone.

It takes me a moment to calm myself back down. When my legs are steady enough to hold my weight, I clean up my mess and throw on a pair of boxers and a white T-shirt. I don’t actually own pajamas. The blue boxers with apples printed on them is about as pajama-esque as it gets for me.

I find everyone else in the living room when I walk in. Zane’s wearing something similar to me. I wonder if she’s seen him shirtless. He never lets us see him like that. I think the others probably have, since they lived in a group home together.

Sloane is lounging next to Viv with just a tight pair of boxer briefs on. He smirks at me. “Liking those undies, teach.”

I roll my eyes at him, throwing a pillow at his face as I crawl into the ridiculous blanket fort next to him. Sloane laughs, throwing it back at me. “Hey! Pillow fighting is after the movies. I gave you guys the schedule.” Zane glares at us.

Viv places a hand on his side, calming him down instantly. “What movie are we watching first?”

Zane smiles at her like she hung the moon. “Love at First Bark.”

“I honestly thought you were joking about that.” She shakes her head. “Let’s do it.” She settles back into the pillows, her sides pressed against Zane and Sloane.

Zane turns the movie on and hands Viv a bowl full of candy corn. She smiles as she throws a few pieces into her mouth. Sloane subtly holds out the popcorn bowl for her to grab a handful. I can’t help the small smile that meets my lips as I turn back to face the stupid movie Zane picked out.

Viviana

We only end up watching the first Hallmark movie since the rest of the guys threatened to leave if we made them watch another one. The horror movie Nox picked out was pretty good, but Zane and I gave each other side-eyed glances when things just didn’t add up. Like when one guy died, but there wasn’t even enough blood for him to have died.

“Game time?” Zane asks hopefully.

“Truth or dare?” Nox suggests.

“Seven minutes in heaven?” Sloane says, causing Nox to point at him and nod.

Zane narrows his eyes. “We could just take turns kissing. I call the first turn with Sloane!”

He leans over me with his lips puckered, like he’s expecting a kiss. Sloane pushes him away with his whole hand on his face. “Eww, I was joking.”

He grabs my shoulders and hides behind me.

“How about a game of just truth? We can take turns asking questions and we all have to answer or we’ll have to do something embarrassing. We used to play it when I went to college, though it was more of a drinking game,” Dr. Price proposes.

I point at him. “I like that idea.”

“I get to go first!” Zane shouts. “What’s your favorite way to dispose of a body?”

“Dude! That’s not an okay question,” Sloane says at the same time I shout, “Pigs!”

All eyes turn to me and I shrug. “They’ll eat anything. Lots of mobster families have pig farms under their belt just for that reason.”

“She’s not wrong, and I’ve got to agree with her,” Dr. Price says.

Nox frowns. “I was going to say acid, but that sounds so much easier.”

“I know a guy in upstate Michigan who owns a pig farm,” Zane says thoughtfully.

“Hold up, what about their clothes?” Sloane asks.

I roll my eyes. “Douse it in hypochlorite and burn it.”

“Hypochlorite?” Zane asks, leaning forward.

I nod. “Chlorine and oxygen. It gets rid of DNA evidence.”

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