Chapter 83

“I guess.” He laughed. “I know I’m bloody immature.”

“You’re fun,” Erika told him, before taking him all the way down to his bushy hair, making him twitch against the roof of her mouth.

“I might come,” he warned.

Erika released his hard-on and stood. “Billy, you’re up,” she said, mussing Milo’s already wild hair. “I think he wants that.”

“Not after he called me ‘Downton Flabby,’” Milo said.

“Get over it.” Billy stood and shoved him back, flat against the mattress. “You’re sexy as fuck. Later, we wrap you in a sheet.”

“It’s been a long time,” Erika said, waiting for Tom Alan’s eyes to come to hers. “Make love to me?”