"I agree," Psych said. "I doubt that Deidra will care honestly."
"With the way you two go at it around the clubhouse, I seriously doubt it," Wraith muttered.
"Brixton... please..." Deidra begged as she tried to climb into my lap. I was still on my knees on the floor. She had her body plastered to mine while I held her biceps. I honestly wasn't sure what the right move was. "So se.xy," she whispered against my skin. "So warm, so good, so safe... I love you Brixton... you annoying a.sshole... Please... love me back, baby. Touch me like you do when we're at home."
"Come on, we're leaving," I said as I stood up, pulling Deidra with me.
I lifted Deidra up, and she wrapped her legs around me. I heard her dress tear, but she didn't give a sh.it. She just latched onto my neck, used her grip to
