“"Um, so, how do I work in the panties and toothbrush? I mean, it's not something you share over dinner," I pointed out, trying not to blush but feeling the heat."He's got his tongue in your mouth," Krys began, "and he'll have his tongue in your mouth. You're on the couch, and you'll be on the couch. When he takes his tongue out of your mouth, find a way to whisper it in his ear. That'll speed things up.""Real quick," Twyla agreed on a short nod.”
“My eyes went to him. "Your rule, honey. I can go put panties on." His eyes came to me. "You do, I get the strap.”
“You called her a cunt,” I reminded him. “He threw out a hand, his brows shooting up. “Were you not just here? She is a cunt.”This was not debatable. I didn’t even know why I brought it up.”
“We need to boil water. We need clean towels,” Ava announced, following too. “She ain’t birthin’ no baby! She’s got a gunshot wound!” Indy shouted. “I know that!” Ava shouted back. “But we need a sterile environment.”
“My clutch and wrap had fallen to the floorbecause both my arms were around his neck, my body was plastered tohis, one of his arms was tight around my back, the other hand hadslid in my dress and down and was cupping the cheek of my ass, skinto skin (I was wearing a thong, which was a smart move on my partnot only to avoid panty lines but because his warm, strong handcupping my ass felt freaking great)when I heard my father clear his throat.”
“Tonight’s not my night to lose you, partner,” I told him. “Tomorrow’s not my day to lose you, either.” I lifted my hand from his chest and brought it down in a fistover his heart, my voice now shouting, “Never, never, never again will there be a time when it’s my time to lose you!”