JENNIFER
We stopped for burgers on the way home because Dad declared he was too hungry. The second the drive-thru bag hit my lap I could smell Aaron’s c*m still leaking out of me, mixing with the grease and salt like some unholy perfume. I sat there squeezing my thighs together while Noah reached over and casually fed me fries like he hadn’t been balls-deep in my ass six hours ago.
By the time we pulled into the driveway it was almost seven and the sky was bruised purple. Everyone was sun-drunk and sandy and half-dead.
Lisa yawned so hard her jaw cracked. “I’m face-planting. Night, babies.”
Dad was already shuffling toward the stairs. “Wake me in 2026.”
I mumbled goodnight and bolted for the kitchen, pretending I needed water, anything to keep my legs moving without collapsing. I sto
