Page 43 of Sinners’ Appetite

“I can’t believe you just did that…” I can’t help but laugh when she angrily straightens her dress and shakes her head in disappointment.

“You know I’ll make it up to you later…” I smirk, my hard cock begging to escape through my pants.

“I don’t think so! You’re mean,” she huffs. “Maybe I’ll just go have a sleepover with Sammi and Jeremy tonight…”

“Oh yeah? You’ll be missing out then, love. I’m sure Dean wouldn’t mind some company later.”

“You wouldn’t…”

“I would.” I start walking toward the door, holding back the laughter.

“You wanna leave me here tomorrow all pissed off and horny? That’s a dangerous play, sir.”

“Is it though?” I smirk as she slides in front of me and opens the door. “I mean, just think about how hot the sex will be when I finally get back…”

“Fine. I have a vibrator anyway.”

“Oh—about that. I’m taking your toys with me. For good luck.”

She stops and stomps her foot, spinning her head in my direction. “What?!”

“You heard me.”

“Are you trying to piss me off? It’s working…” She rolls her eyes and takes off toward where Dean, Sammi and Jeremy are all sitting at the patio table across the yard.

I really wasn’t planning on taking her toys with me, but after seeing the look on her face, I certainly will be now. Surely she can handle just her fingers for a few days.

As soon as I make it to the table, Nikki flashes me a mischievous smirk and picks her chair up to slide it closer to Sammi.

“What’s with you?” I ask, my voice laced with sarcasm.

She folds her arms over her chest and lets out a frustrated groan. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Aw, is someone mad that I’m taking their toys away for a few days?”

“You’re what?” Sammi asks, her eyes widening. “That’s no fair…”

“Right?!” Nikki exclaims. “At least someone feels my pain.”

“I have a better idea,” Dean declares. “Why don’t you give them to me and I’ll make her earn them back.”

“You shut-up over there. He doesn’t need any encouragement. You should be telling him that he’s being unreasonable!” Nikki shoots Dean a glare.

“Is our little play-toy getting angry?” Dean fires back.

“You’re both gonna find out real quick if you keep this up,” Nikki replies.

“She sounds even sexier when she’s mad, don’t you think, Dean?” I think I may have bitten off more than I can chew.

“I’m so damn full!” Nikki sighs as she gets up from the table and grabs her plate.

“Wanna go for a dip in the lake once our food settles?” Sammi asks.

“I think I might go to bed early tonight. Maybe binge a little Netflix or something…” Nikki shoots me a devious smirk. “Wanna join me, Sammi?”

She’s stepping it up a notch.

Good girl.

I love it when she plays.

“Jeremy…do you play chess, by chance?” I ask.

“I have a few times. I’m not very good at it though, that’s for sure.”

“All good. I’ll teach you a few things.”

A wide grin forms on Sammi’s face. “Well, I guess we’ll leave you boys to it. Don’t have too much fun.”

“We’ll send videos if we do, don’t worry.” Dean chuckles.

“No offense, guys but—I’m not really into cock,” Jeremy laughs, holding both hands up in protest.

“I wasn’t either…” I concede, shooting Dean a wink.

“Are you sure you don’t want to binge Desperate Housewives with us, Jeremy?” Nikki asks.

“I’m good. I’d rather chew my own fucking foot off.”

“Suit yourself, babe. It’s gonna be a time!” Sammi chants, grabbing her plate off the table and walking it over to the bin Dean brought down for our dishes.

“Sammi and I will do the dishes before we head back down to the cabins,” Nikki says, grabbing the bin off the table and heading off toward Dean’s cabin.

A little while later, the girls come back outside and without saying a word to us, they head right down to mine and Nikki’s cabin.

The three of us head inside and while Dean sets the chess board up, I dig around the fridge and cupboards to gather a few snacks.

It doesn’t take long before Jeremy is kicking my ass and Dean is losing his shit laughing about it. It always happens that way, it seems. Teach someone to play and get your ass whooped by them later.

“You sure you’ve never played this before?” I ask Jeremy as I switch seats with him so he can play with Dean.

“I have. I just said I wasn’t very good at it,” he chuckles. “Maybe I was wrong.”

“Clearly,” I retort, rolling my eyes as I stuff my face with a handful of roasted peanuts.

After a few rounds, we decide to call it quits and head down to see what the girls are up to.

As we get closer to the cabin, all we can hear is the two of them giggling like little school girls.

“I wonder whats so funny?” Jeremy snickers.

“God only knows with those two,” I reply, shaking my head as we creep closer to the window.

“Should we scare them a little?” Dean asks.

I shrug my shoulders. “Maybe just a little…”

Jeremy reaches up with a wide grin on his face and taps against the window as Dean and I hide around the corner of the cabin, prepared to lunge out and grab them if they’re brave enough to walk outside.

“What the fuck was that?” I hear Sammi ask.

“Probably the guys fucking around with us,” Nikki replies, brushing it off completely by turning the volume up on the TV.

Just then, my phone rings in my pocket. Expecting it to be Nikki, I’m a little put off when I see Jessica’s name flash across the screen instead.

“Hello?” I answer, confused.

“Hey, sorry to bother you so late. I figured you’d want to know what I just found out.”

“Do tell…”

“Well, I heard from a friend of a friend that Paul has been hanging out around The Palace. It’s a club where bikers hang out all the time.”

“Oh?”

“I’ve asked the friend to let me know when he’s there next. When are you planning on coming back this way?”

“Tomorrow morning. Shouldn’t take us too long to make the drive. Keep me posted. We’ll need him to be alone…”

“I’ll keep you in the loop for sure. I was thinking about going over there to keep an eye out myself.”

“I wouldn’t do that, Jessica. He probably remembers you. Just stay put. Let us handle this. You’ve already done enough.”

“I feel like I have to do more… I’m really sorry for what my brother put you all through.”

“None of what happened has anything to do with you.”

“I know…”

“I’ll let you know when I’m in town.”

“Have a good night, Malachi.”

“You too. Thank you.”

“What was that about?” Dean whispers with a hint of concern lingering in his eyes.

“Jessica knows where we can find Paul. My trip might not be as long as I thought.”