Page 32 of Sinners’ Appetite
“You two fuck like rabbits,” Sammi laughs as Nikki and I walk over to them hand in hand.
“It’s not our fault that we’re just so good at it.” Nikki smirks, reaching down into the cooler for a wine spritzer.
I reach over and grab the bottle from her hands. “Water first, baby girl,” I say, leaning in closer to her ear. “You lost a lot of fluids.”
Her eyes go wide and she reaches back down to grab a bottle of water, opening it and chugging over half of it back in one go.
“There, is that better, Daddy?” she teases, tossing the water bottle to the ground and reaching for the spritzer in my hand.
“You’ll need to drink all of it before you think about touching this,” I smirk.
Sammi starts to laugh. “Christ, the way you two talk to each other is making me wet.”
Jeremy starts to laugh alongside her as Nikki reaches down to grab the bottle of water with a scowl on her face.
“He’s so fucking bossy…” she says before placing the bottle to her lips and swallowing back the remainder of the water.
“That’s better. Good girl,” I praise, reaching my hand behind her to slap her ass. “Now you can have this.”
She practically yanks it from my hand and shoots me a defiant smirk, walking over to sit near Sammi.
When I look over at Dean who’s standing by the fire, I see him staring at Nikki, biting down on his lower lip.
It’s been a while since he’s been around women, honestly. I know that for sure. Living out here doesn’t exactly give him very much opportunity to meet anyone, let alone “take them home”.
I can’t blame him for having an attraction to her. She’s fucking flawless and alluring. People are drawn to her naturally, and I don’t even think she notices it.
I’ve been friends with Dean for long enough to know that he would never touch her—unless I gave him the go ahead. I trust him entirely, and there’s a good reason as to why.
As for Nikki, I think it would take some convincing in order for her to let anyone else touch her.
I wouldn’t be against it, that’s for damn sure.
Picturing it right now, her on her knees, sucking someone else’s cock while I sit back and watch her get them off? Fuck, that would be remarkable.
Then I’d join in and remind them of who she actually belongs to.
“Malachi?” I hear Dean call out to me, interrupting me from the trance I was in.
“Hey—yeah?” I reply, totally caught off guard in the moment.
“These are almost done. Where should we eat?”
“It’s up to you,” I reply, slightly affected still by the intrusive thoughts I tangled myself in.
“We should eat inside. The bugs are eating me alive!” Sammi exclaims, slapping at a mosquito on her arm.
I help Dean take the coolers up to his cabin, while he carries the fish on a tray. When all of us are seated around the table, Dean takes off into the living room for a few moments, bringing back a box that I recognize immediately.
“Oh, shit. Not that game…” I sigh as he places the box down on the table with a smirk on his face.
“I’ve never played that before,” Nikki says, pulling the box toward her.
“There’s a first time for everything.” Dean smiles, bringing back the thoughts I just had about Nikki sucking him off.
Christ, what is with me?
We all dish out our own food and once we’re done eating, we move to the living room, seating ourselves in a circle around the game.
What game is it, you ask?
Bad Choices—The Have You Ever edition. Of course, Dean owns the “After Dark” edition too. I’m really not sure why or how he has it.
Nikki then reaches for the instruction pamphlet and starts to read the rules out loud.
“Each player is dealt six cards…” she pauses, grabbing the deck of cards from inside the box. “The remaining cards are left face-down as a draw pile…”
“Hand them out, baby,” Sammi giggles.
Nikki starts to hand the cards out one by one, her eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.
When she’s done and we all have our six cards, she places the rest in the middle and continues reading the rest of the instructions.
“On a players turn, they choose one of their six cards and ask another player the question written on that card. If the player answers yes, the card can be discarded.”
“This might get us all in trouble…” Jeremy snickers as he picks his cards up one by one and reads them.
Nikki hushes him and continues to read. “Answers must be honest and either yes, or no.” She begins to laugh. “This sounds like a setup.”
“It is,” Sammi chuckles, picking her own cards up off the floor.
“The first player to discard all of their cards is the winner,” she continues.
“I think we need some drinks,” Dean suggests as he stands to walk into the kitchen.
Normally, I’d be perfectly fine with this, but my relationship with Nikki is brand new and there’s still a whole lot we don’t know about each other. This is like a giant tell-all session and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me slightly anxious.
Dean comes back into the room with a bottle of wine and two wine glasses for the girls and a few beers for us guys.
I grab one of the bottles of beer and open it right away, chugging over half of it down in one go. “I think we might need something stronger than beer,” I say as I set it down beside me on the floor.
“You’ll be fine, baby,” Nikki says, wrapping her arms around me.
“Let’s hope,” I smirk.
“I have secrets too, you know…”
“Oh?” I tease, rubbing my hand along her thigh.
“Yeah, I’m quite the bad-ass, actually.”
“Okay, who goes first?” Sammi asks.
“I think you should…” Nikki slyly grins.
Sammi narrows her eyes and carefully scans the cards in her hand. Then, she pulls one from the middle and looks up at Nikki with an amused look on her face.
“Would you ever sell feet pics to help pay your debts?” She giggles.
Nikki smirks, nodding her head. “Fuck yeah, I would.”
“You could even get Malachi to take the pictures., Jeremy chuckles.
I wrap my arm around Nikki’s shoulders. “Yeah, baby girl, let’s do it.”
“So—is it my turn now?” Nikki asks, looking down at her cards with a suspicious look in her eyes.
“I think so…” I reply.
She must have had the card picked already, because she proudly picks one of the six and turns her head toward me as she reads it off.
“Have you ever been sexually attracted to someone of the same gender?”
I reach for my beer and smirk. “I think I need to drink a lot more to answer that question truthfully.”
Sammi must have had a mouth full of her drink, because as soon as the words leave my mouth, she laughs and red wine starts to spit out of her mouth.
“Is this one of those, “back in college” stories?” Jeremy asks with a devilish smile on his face.
“I guess the answer would be yes,” I say, even though I could have lied and nobody would know, aside from Dean.
Of course Dean knows because it wasn’t back in college. It was the year Amber died and we were both in a relatively dark stage in our grief.
“Damn, that’s kinda hot, babe,” Nikki laughs.
If only she knew the full extent of it.
I avoid looking at Dean, but I can feel his eyes burning straight through me as I look over my cards and pull one of them out. I look directly at Jeremy and read it off.
“Have you ever sucked on someone’s toes?” I ask.
Sammi bursts out laughing and nudges Jeremy in the side with her elbow. “I know the answer to this already.”
“Well—there you have it, Sammi just told you,” he snickers.
“That’s disgusting…” Nikki laughs.
“Hey—shit happens when you’re in the moment,” Jeremy retorts, choosing one of the cards from his own hand. He turns to Dean. “Have you ever had a threesome?”
Dean takes a sip of his beer and nods. “I have. Nothing worth writing home about though. It was messy.”
“Sounds like a good time,” Sammi says.
Dean shakes his head. “They left my apartment four-thousand dollars richer…”
“Oh my god, they stole your money?” Sammi asks.
“Yup, and for some reason—the remote to my TV too.”
I can’t help but burst out laughing. “Was that Trina and Paula?”
“Sure was,” he nods.
I remember those two plain as day. Trina was fucking weird and Paula—let’s just say she fucked anything and everything that looked at her.
Not me. I couldn’t stand her squeaky voice. She always spoke like she had something stuck up her ass.