Later that night, as they lay in bed after dessert and a half-finished game of Monopoly, which involved a lot of cheating, Duncan smiled to himself. Yes, his family was crazy, and Lynn fit right in.
I wonder if he realizes it yet.
Turning onto his side and pulling Lynn back against his chest, Duncan nuzzled the soft skin of his lover’s neck and rubbed Lynn’s n*****s through the short, sheer negligee, something he decided was the hottest thing he’d ever seen when Lynn modeled it for him a few nights after they started sleeping together.
“Oh, no, mister,” Lynn said, stopping his hands. “Your sisters are down the hall and they’ll hear us.”
“No, they won’t. They sleep like the dead and snore really loud. Trust me, a freight train could come through here and they wouldn’t even notice.”
On
