Men are so f*****g easy and Dagger is no different. I rise slowly and bring the waist of his boxers and jeans up over his ass. I don't remove my eyes from his as I buckle him up. He reaches down to my face and rubs his finger from my chin up to my bottom lip. His finger goes to his lips.
Fuck, that's hot.
"Are we going back out there?" I ask sweetly. I'm so turned on it hurts. Won't work for my plan, though, so I try not to convey that my p***y needs action.
"Yeah," he says with sleepy eyes and a satisfied look on his face. "There will be pizza left over and you can have some after the brothers finish."
That's a direct shot to my p***y and not in a good way. I seethe and do my best to keep the fire out of my eyes. I follow Dagger back into the main room and try to look contrite as the
