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Rascal
“What doyou wanna try first? Corn dog, funnel cake, pretzel,” I ask Marley.
Her eyebrows draw together. “What’s a funnel cake?”
“It’s fried dough like a doughnut. The batter is drizzled into the oil so it doesn’t have an actual shape. You can get it topped with fruit, powdered sugar, chocolate syrup or honey,” I explain to her. “It’s delicious.”
“It sounds . . . interesting.” She giggles. “Maybe we should start with a corn dog.”
“You got it.” I wrap my arm around her shoulders, leading her to get corn dogs. I order one for her and two for myself, along with an order of fried pickles.
“Do you need any dipping sauce,” the cashier asks.
“Ranch and mustard, please,” I tell her. She hands me our food and we go sit at a table. Raze and Minx meet us at the table with their own food.
“We got y’all a funnel cake,” Minx says, setting one down in front of us. “I got you a regular one since Marley hasn’t tried it before.”
“Thanks, Minx.” I hand Marley her corn dog and a couple mustard packets. “So, Princess, what was your favorite ride?”
“I’m going to have to say the Music Express,” she tells us.
“It’s because you got to sit so close to me, isn’t it?” I tease.
“Shit, you figured me out,” she deadpans.
I shake my head, grinning. “You and that fucking sass.”
“I wouldn’t be me without it.” She winks at me. “What are we doing after we eat?”
“I was thinkin’ we could play some games then ride the ferris wheel,” I suggest.
“That sounds fun.” Marley takes a bite of her corn dog and I have to tear my eyes away. I should have thought twice about having her eat one. Now, all I can think about is her wrapping those delectable lips around my cock. I shake my head and focus on eating my own food.
Once she’s done with her corn dog, she tears off a piece of funnel cake and pops it in her mouth.
“Mmm!” she moans. “It’s fried, doughy perfection!”
I laugh at her reaction. “It’s good, huh?”
“So fucking good.” She eats another piece.
“Make sure you save some for me,” I tell her.
“No way. Get your own.” She pulls the plate in front of her and laughs.
“Oh, shit! What’s that over there?” I say. Marley turns in the direction I’m pointing and I take a chunk of the funnel cake, shoving it in my mouth. She turns back to me as Raze and Minx are choking back laughs.
“There’s nothing . . . hey!” She laughs again.
I shrug. “I had to get some of it some how.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll let it slide this time.” She grins at me.
“Are y’all done eating yet? Let’s go play some games,” Raze says.
“You’re an impatient fuck, you know that?” I say to him.
