CHAPTER Sixty-Three

　　Gracie

　　The four of us were sitting quietly, watching our movie, when suddenly, I felt Ryland’s lips on my neck, his fingers circling my hips. I turned to face him.

　　“Behave,” I whispered.

　　“I am horny,” he whispered back, pouting.

　　“You are always horny,” I giggled.

　　“I can’t help it around you,”

　　I didn’t get a chance to respond to him because he kissed me, making me unable to speak. I moaned softly into his lips, and he smirked into mine.

　　“Mmm, OK then,” I mumbled, and on my cue Ryland pulled away from my lips.

　　“Right, sorry, but it is time for you both to leave now,” Ryland announced.

　　“Ryland!” I laughed, slapping his shoulder.

　　“What I want alone time with my girl,” he shrugged, “They get it,”

　　There was no need for him to announce it, we could have waited a little longer. The movie was nearly finished anyway.

　　“It is fine. We shall leave you to it,” Lola laughed, “And let you two have some sexy time,”