Page 116 of Never To Suffer

I had myself so convinced I enjoyed being alone, but I understand now how miserable I was before this. Before them.

“Uhm, that’s good, because, I uhm, I need to ask you something important about our boy.” I reach up, pulling the ring box from the top shelf. Hiding it there worked until Skylar spotted it the other day while we were making out in the kitchen and started asking questions. That fucker is too tall for their own good and reads me like a book. He chickened out on proposing to Dani—his reasoning made sense, though.

Dani gasps, letting go of my shirt to hold her fingers to her lips.

“It’s, I want to, uhm, give it to Xander. But only if that’s okay. I mean, if you don’t want me to, or think I?—”

“DO IT! AHH! Oh my god, this is so perfect!”

“You…don’t think it’s too fast?”

“Babe, who cares? You’ve lived through what can happen if you wait for the perfect moment or for other people’s approval! Life is short, and crazy, and stupid. You just gotta do it.” She flashes a toothy smile before biting at her lip ring, a nervous tick she has. “Is it, like, a gift or are you going to pop the big question?”

I sigh, putting the box back and running my hand through my beard. “I’m not sure, Dani. But I do want you to understand that I’m not trying to take him away from you.”

“Again, with the obvious statements. I can’t wait for him to see it. I hope you record it!”

“I could do it when you’re there. Take some nervousness out of it.”

“NO!” she squeals. “You can’t! You need to do it all romantic or spontaneous or however you want, but it should just be you two. God, he’d love that. He tried to propose to me once, and I told him I’m not that kind of girl, but he is. He’s absolutely that kind of boy. Oh, I’m so excited for you. Our little happy family!”

My crooked smile must confuse her by the look she gives me. “I’m not used to the acceptance. I’m used to the rejection. The rejection that you can love more than one person, you can love the idea of someone you love being in love, that this isn’t cheating, it’s… it’s…”

“Beautiful? Magical? Anyone who thinks that it’s not the most perfect thing in the world to watch someone you love fall in love with someone else while not falling out of love with you is missing out.” She puts her glass down on a nearby table beforeputting mine next to it and taking my shirt in her fists. We’re so close, I’m breathing in the wine on her lips. “Treat my Xander right, Dr. Clay. Always remember what he means to you, and don’t fuck up like I do. I don’t want to have to shank you.”

“I’d like you to not shank me. In fact, I’d prefer if you kiss me instead,” I whisper, dipping my head down as our mouths slot together. In a sudden movement I wasn’t anticipating, she spins us around, shoving me hard against the bookcase.

“What time are these tickets for?”

“We’ve got hours.”

“Good, because the idea of you putting that ring on my boyfriend has me tingling in all the right places. I want you to do to me what you do to Xander.” She kisses my bottom lip, sucking gently for only a moment. “Show me how you make him lose control.”

“No.”

“No?” She pulls her head back and looks at me, pierced eyebrows pinched together.

“No,” I growl, a firmness entering my voice.

I lift her up and claim every inch of her mouth with my tongue. Her legs wrap around me, heels digging into my back as I grind against her, the sporadic chirps of delight driving me on. I take her to the couch and throw her down before climbing on top of her, only breaking the kiss for the shortest moment. My hand dives under her skirt and I push against the wet fabric between her legs, bringing a moan from her mouth to mine. I pull away and look at her, and she doesn’t hesitate to nod.

Grabbing the hem of the tight skirt, I flip it up over her hips, and dive right into her with my face, licking and teasing her through the silky panties. Her thighs squeeze together as I nip and suck at her clit, fingers playing in my hair until I stop and glare at her.

“Oh, come on, please?”

“I have something for you.”

“Yeah, I’ve felt that fat cock of yours.”

I reach under the couch and pull out a box not much smaller than a shoe box, and her eyes go wide as I hand it to her. I nod when she hesitates and opens the lid, moving the tissue paper to the side. She giggles, pulling out the most ridiculous looking dildo I’ve ever seen in my life, and I’m the one who ordered it.

“Have you been snooping on my laptop?” She gives me a coy smile as she looks closer at the toy. To my surprise, she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue, flicking it over the end of the purple and green monstrosity.

“It’s, uhm, Xander…” I’m too flustered by the sight for words. “He said you have a thing for monster smut books. That’s, uh, some demon—” I lose my train of thought as she parts her lips and slides it between them, her eyes rolling back as she does. My cock has never been so jealous of a piece of silicon than when she pulls it out and licks her lips.

“So, what’s your plan with this, Doctor? Are you going to use it on me? Am I going to use it on you? Or can we do both?”

“All the above. I thought we could, uhm?—”

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