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Devil In The Waters, Book 5, chapter 7 (complete)
🕑 Added 2020-05-30 00:00:02 +0000 UTCHalf an hour later, the sun had gone down below the height of the circle of Tudor buildings around the Dragon’s patio, casting the space in shade. The patio lanterns were turned on, and fairy lights twinkled where they were strung through the patio’s railing. Only one more table had occupants, not many in old Ajax wanting to party it up on a Tuesday night.
The cake arrived for Josh. Vanilla cake sandwiched over orange cream, the whole thing covered in dark chocolate. Not from the restaurant, but from the bakery here in Ajax. Karina had picked it up, dropped it off to the Dragon’s kitchen to be kept in their fridge. The Dragon was more than happy considering how much she paid up front. This flavor combo was Josh’s favorite, and the bakery here in Ajax, Josh said, made it almost as good as Pop’s girlfriend-he-wouldn’t-admit-was-a-girlfriend, Susan.
Josh’s eyebrows rose with elation seeing the cake coming with its tiny sparklers, but his eyes eyelids barely moved. He was bleary, and she wondered how many pitchers of beer Steve and Meyer and him had split. It got her giggling, her elbows on the table, her hands together against her cheek, slumping toward Karina as the waitress made her way to the table. Feeling good. Josh’s pleasure making her feel very good. And though a deep interior voice would say it’s just because you’re guilty, there was an undeniable honest truth to her pleasure derived. To thrust upon someone you loved so much a generous helping of showy appreciation felt incredibly wholesome. Her fingers practically tingled with delight. What was less honest, perhaps, was the way she played it up to Karina. Putting on the innocent puppy dog act for her friend. When she returned from her meeting with Devlin, she found Josh and Karina together. She’d intended to keep them apart tonight, but had failed in her mission. Devlin had interfered. It didn’t seem like Karina had given anything away to Josh—if she had, her poor Josh would never be able to hide it. But what if a seed was planted?
“Is that for me?” Josh spoke in an obviously slurred drawl.
Four pitchers? Five? But that would mean he had more than a whole pitcher of beer to himself . . .
She batted at Karina with the back of her hand, beaming, nodding her chin to make sure Karina was watching her husband.
The waitress set the cake down at Josh’s end of the table, Meyer standing up and moving away glasses and the pitcher to make room. Another waitress came with plates and a serving knife. Josh cut the cake, and they aided in its serving. She waved off the slice, not wanting a piece for herself, too late for so much sugar, watched everyone else enjoy their cake.
After cake, she convinced Karina to join her in a stiff drink, the two of them having a whiskey together. The same one she’d enjoyed when Devlin had presented his offer. They clinked glasses, and took their time with it, rolling it around and talking about how she would definitely get back to the gym, how they would meet up maybe on Friday nights or Thursday nights for a nighttime yoga class. And she would. She wanted that. But then it was late, and Karina was ready to go home, the first of the group to disperse. That had some of the other Swanson girls checking their watches too, but they stayed put. When Karina went to the tavern’s bathroom to clear her bladder before the short drive home, she got a text from Devlin.
Devlin: you still there?
Kimmy: we are
Now her eyes moved up and traveled the faces at the table, everyone happy and oblivious. Jesus, Josh laughing so hard right now he couldn’t breathe, and Steve leaning in close pumping the accelerator and giving his joke a little more gas, Josh’s face going red like it would burst. And look at this: Quinn had moved down, changed spots with Gabrielle and sat right next to Meyer. The two of them very close, elbows practically touching. Was this something?
Devlin: got another surprise for you
She looked over her shoulder to make sure Karina wasn’t returning. She texted Devlin back.
Kimmy: Tell me about it
Devlin: have to show you in person
Kimmy: lunch tomorrow?
Devlin: don’t think this can wait to lunch
You didn’t have to know Devlin well to know what he was getting at. He had something else for her. The thing between his legs. He might wear a five-thousand dollar suit and drive around in a high end Mercedes, but he was still a boy who did most of his thinking with his dick. She nibbled on her lower lip, contemplating. She texted in return.
Kimmy: how bad do I want this?
Devlin: I know you want to bad
Kimmy: another trip somewhere?
It took a while for him to come up with a return, but soon he did.
Devlin: you’re going to want to take a ride on it
Not bad. And it got her smiling. She nudged her phone away, took another sip of her whiskey, thinking now she would order another if she saw the waitress. Things would wrap up soon, probably some of the Swanson girls going home, they had kids and some of them had husbands, but Josh would want to hang a little longer with Steve and Meyer. Especially given the mood he was in right now. She chanced another look over her shoulder, saw no Karina.
Kimmy: you don’t take no for an answer
Devlin: you don’t either
Now she worked her head around on her neck, thinking to get her mind out of the gutter. You could make fun of Devlin, say that he was always thinking with his dick, and at the same time never notice the same behavior in yourself. Take a ride on it. Did he lease her a vehicle? Was he leading you down a trap, trying to get you to admit you were thinking about sex again, only to have the rug pulled out from under your feet. Trick you into admitting maybe it would happen again, under the right circumstances, only for him to chastise you and say you were full of dirty thoughts, Chang, I only meant I’d got you a company car . . .
Devlin: can you get away from the table
Kimmy: why?
Devlin: come and get your gift
Kimmy: when? Now?
Devlin: timing is everything
Kimmy: where are you?
The tavern door opened behind her, and she flipped over her phone, hugged her own arms, smiling at Karina who returned to the table.
“I’ve never seen such clean washrooms,” she said.
“I know,” she agreed. “It’s a real treat.”
Karina said, “Hey, thank you for inviting me. I missed you . . .”
“I really missed you too,” she said.
Both of them looked at each other with awkward smiles for a moment, then Karina liberated her purse from the back of the chair, slinging the strap over her shoulder. “Okay, I’m going to head. You call me, I’m going to hold you to yoga on Friday.”
“Not this Friday,” she said.
“Oh shoot,” Karina said, her head falling back and rolling to the side. “I forgot.”
“Next Friday,” she said, “I promise.”
“Okay, let me say bye to Josh.”
Karina headed to the far end of the table, coming to hug her seated husband, smiling, patting his back, Josh beaming drunkenly, holding Karina’s wrist. She flipped over her phone.
Devlin: had dinner at this Italian place here in Ajax. Can’t stop thinking about you
Devlin: meet me
Devlin: don’t come out to the street side, go out past that garden place, the courtyard in the middle, down through the shopping and out the other side
She stared at the words on her phone’s screen. Frowning, thinking. At once being mad, mad that Devlin would hang around, try to ruin the party she was throwing for Josh when she warned him not to. And then, a bolder part of her feeling aroused by his interest. He didn’t even go home. He stopped to give you a trip to Cayman. Could’ve done that tomorrow. Had to come by and see you. And now, he couldn’t get away from you. Stayed nearby, went to eat, and you were on his mind. The thing they’d done last night—what if it was as good for him as it was for her? He seemed to have it worse than she did.
Karina was returning now, Josh saying bye, waving to Karina’s back. Kimmy tucked her phone into the pocket of her suit coat. To Karina, she said, “Let me walk you out to your car . . .”
***
Karina drove off in her Civic, indicator flashing, pulling out onto the almost empty street. About the only cars remaining were from the Swanson crew, and her Leaf was parked way far down where Josh wouldn’t spot it when he’d arrived with Steve after work. She stayed waving until Karina’s Civic turned left onto Main Street, then she stood breathing cool nighttime summer air, traces of greasy tavern food and late-summer flowers hanging in baskets from the street-lamps. Her hands were in her pockets, her right hand on her phone. She ran her thumb on its rounded edges, brought it out to check the screen. No new messages from Devlin. Only the last one. He was here. What an ass hole to put her in this predicament. Talk about sexual harassment at work. She was obliged to go see him, practically. This was the reason they forbade office relationships. But didn’t she want to go see him? Yes, even though it was Josh’s party.
Just slip away from your party, Devlin wanted, go around the circular garden, go out the back between the shops . . .
But she couldn’t walk past the patio again. She should just return to the table. It was almost time to get going home anyway . . .
Hands still in her pockets, now she strolled the sidewalk, high heels clicking, walking away from the archway, down past the other Tudor storefronts, to a wide parking lot, also empty, it’s asphalt space lit up in pale sodium halide. She turned left, walking the sidewalk edges of the parking lot, past closed lawyers offices, and accountants . . . Around the perimeter, now slowing her step, trying to keep her heels quiet. She’d circled the conglomeration of Tudor buildings, all part of the same development. Deep around the back, she saw in the parking lot a lone vehicle: a Mercedes roadster. Even in an empty parking lot, pulled in on an angle across two parking spots.
From beyond old Ajax, beyond a line of homes and woodland, she could hear the sounds of hissing traffic, but it was quiet here in the old village, enough that the loudest volume came from chirping crickets. Past a garden and hedgerows marking off the front space of the accountant’s office there was a stretch of grass, and she stepped onto that now, walking mostly on her toes so her heels wouldn’t dig into the soft earth. The grass quieted her footsteps. She continued around the edges of the building, finally seeing the spot where there was a matching archway like the one street-side. This was the alley that would lead from the Dragon’s patio and the circular garden out to this parking lot. There, in the shadows, a man in a suit leaned casually against a wall with his back to her. Waiting for her. The act of spying on him made her want to laugh, and trying to stop the laugh had her almost snorting. She covered her mouth, watched him. He was doing something. His elbow was moving, and she could tell now his hand was between his legs.
Her upper canine rolled over the plumpness of her lower lip, eyes narrowing and watching Devlin. Devlin Stone waiting for her. Grabbing his dick in anticipation. Why was that so appealing? Probably because he was the hottest guy in high school. Biggest asshole, yeah, but the guy all the girls wanted. And now, ten years later, that same guy wanted Kimmy Chang. And, truthfully, he was a magnitude hotter than he was in high school.
She continued along the grass, expecting to be discovered, but soon closing the distance until they were only two dozen feet apart. His elbow still dabbed up and down, her boss stroking his big dick while he was waiting for her. Wanting to get it hard, wanting his gift to her to be at its most impressive when he presented it. So piggish. And yet, here she was, continuing to close the distance between them.
When the grass ended there was still about ten feet of sidewalk space to cover, and she went on her toes, only taking a few steps knowing she couldn’t make it to him without being heard, so saying aloud, “That gift for me or for you?”
She saw his posture slump, his hands dropped to his side, and he rolled around, languid, shoulders resting against the brick wall at the edge of the archway where he been spying around the corner anticipating her arrival. A lone yellow-light lantern hung a few feet above his head casting the light downward, making his cheeks look chiseled and his handsome brow casting black over his eyes. He tilted up his head and smiled, his eyes narrow lines. He chuckled in his throat, groaned, “The player gets played.”
“That gift’s going to be worn-out and second-hand by the time you give it to me.” She strolled, letting him hear her heels now, attempting a quite-good sexy walk, the higher heels she wore these days becoming more familiar to her, weaving her steps in an undulating line. His eyes dashed up and down her body appreciatively. He moved his hand between his legs, cupped his grip over his cock hanging down his thigh.
She came close. “Do you ever wear underwear?”
“Does it bother you I don’t?”
“I don’t think about it,” she said without smiling.
“You told Josh you think about it. Or was that just because your dirty husband asked you?”
She chuckled. “I think about it.”
“I know you do.”
“Oh, you do? You’re so fucking confident.”
He said, “I love when a woman like you gets caught checking for it.”
“Checking for your bulge?”
He smiled devilishly. “I’ve seen you check.”
“Maybe I do.”
He breathed deep, a low groan in his breath. He still lounged against the wall, palming his cock. “Tell Josh you do.”
“Maybe I will,” she said, stomach tightening at the thought, knowing she could tell him the truth and he’d be aroused by it.
“If we’re talking maybes, maybe I’ll show up in Cayman, we can have some drinks, all three of us, have a good time, then later Josh can watch me take my time sinking it inside you . . .” He let go his cock, the hand now pulling back the flap of his suit jacket. The light fell from above onto his bulge, the long humped shape casting a shadow on his thigh. His cock was enormous, stretching his suit material halfway down one pant leg. The sight of it weakened her knees suddenly and warmed her belly.
“You can’t be here,” she said.
“I am here.”
“Show it to me and I’ll go. Everyone’s still at the table.”
“Fuck, Chang, what did you do to me? Why am I here?”
“I’m asking myself the same question.”
“I want to fuck so bad right now. Get Josh drunk and I’ll come back to your apartment, we can fuck on the bed while he’s out cold.”
The thought chilled her, and she made an exhilarated exhalation that gave herself away.
He liked it, smiling, biting his lower lip, eyes darting around to make sure they were alone and no one was watching. “Come closer,” he said.
Now she was looking around too, back to his lonely angled roadster, the tree-line beyond the parking lot, back from where she’d come, off to her right . . . As she stepped closer, she leaned aside to peek down the arched alleyway, saw the garden and the Dragon’s fairly lights and patio lanterns.
“You have to go,” she said quietly.
His eyes locked on hers as he drew down his zipper, his smile tugging to one side.
“What are you doing?”
“You know you want it.”
“Even if I do, we can’t do it here . . .”
“You said show it to you.”
“I know,” she complained, voice thin and whiny as she closed the gap so they almost touched.
“Take it out, Kimmy.”
She glanced around again, and if anyone watched they were so close together it would be hard to decipher what they did. Her hand went inside the gap of his fly, and her fingers clawed over the hot and hard column of his arousal. “God,” she sighed, “you are so big . . .”
“Let’s go to your place.”
“What about Josh?”
“Send him to one of his buddies and they can stay up all night playing Magic Cards.”
Her hand fondled him, felt the veins pressed out on his shaft, felt how urgent his arousal was. “He’s getting drunk . . .”
“Yeah?—I can fuck you doggy over him while he sleeps . . .”
Now she wetted between her legs. Could feel a sticky flux in her panties. She moaned and chuckled at the awfulness. “You are so evil,” she said, tugging his cock, trying to withdraw it from his fly. It wouldn’t emerge and Devlin had to help, dipping his knees and tugging his fly to one side, his finger fish-hooked under the fabric. When his cock was yanked free it slung a long silvery strand of his lubrication. She thumb-swiped it, ran a circle over his urethra, marveling at the size of his fully engorged cock head. The urge to feel it slide inside her got her mind fading, her consciousness dragging down to the shadow realm of terrible desire. She moved his cock upright, going around like the hand of a clock, his long penis coming up to her sternum. She leaned against him, pressed it between their bodies and watched a gem of pre-come swell in the cup of his urethra. “Fuck,” she groaned. How deep it would go . . .
“Or I can fuck you right here while your husband’s around the corner . . .”
“I can’t Devlin, even if I wanted to, I—”
“You know you want to,” he said, his large hands on the narrow of her waist and holding her against him, their faces so close.
“I want to, but . . .” It would hurt . . .
Now he wheeled her around so it was her back against the wall. He loomed over her, his cock on her stomach, probably oozing out his natural lubrication all over the fine fabric, and he took her lips with his own. She let him, melted under him, slinking against the brick wall and giving him her tongue. Soon both her hands circled his huge cock and began to pleasure it, squeezing stroking . . . his hands roamed her body, his right hand going low, tugging up on her skirt.
“Oh, not here . . .” she gasped, kiss smacking away wetly and her looking around. She let his cock go and it tapped against her.
Eyes on hers, his hand went up her skirt, fingers stroking her thigh, curling up and over the wait of her panties now and guiding them downward . . .
Comments
Michael Monroe
This is so dark ..Hating to love it so far..can't believe how Josh is written to be so weak and trusting in Kimmy...Problem he really doesn't know his wife is cuckolding him. I would compare him to Pete...but he allowed his situation to occur in front of him...I not sure Josh has anyone on his side... Katrina will probably play a big role later in story.
CSH
Well, yes he’s in total, complete denial, and he’s not nearly done yet. He’s just getting started in the denial game.
CSH
Yes, they are both about fantasies that thrill us in ways we don’t actually want to see in real life.
CSH
Suffering can help someone look inside themselves and understand, at that moment of greatest distress, what they truly want and what they truly fear. Sometimes those two things are the same. Like moths to a flame, I think there is a self-destructive element in all of us. There’s also cruelty in us all and many are surprised to find how cruel and evil they can be when the moment comes.
DavidnDaria
Hmm... I've always written that Josh was in denial. Even posted a song by Cool For August titled "Denial"... Now, he's just, well, scared to death and that fuels his denial. It's easier to not believe the worst in someone that you love than it is to believe the worst of them.
Glaucon
It's interesting, as two body genres erotica and horror probably have more in common with each other than with any other genres.
Chinookfan72
I’m with you RCH all the way until you say Kimmy will tire of Devlin and that she has no emotional bond.. That is way to confident an assertion I think we can make at this point. It could play out exactly as you suggest, but that isn’t the only way it could go. As for the emotional bond, she might not have one now (again, I’d argue we don’t know. Sure she is telling herself she should hate this guy, but if I’ve learned anything from this book it’s that Kimmy and Josh aren’t honest with themselves. So just because she says it, doesn’t make it true.), but that doesn’t mean she can’t develop one overtime. For instance if for some reason Josh doesn’t go to Cayman and Devlin does then Kimmy will be spending a lot of time with Devlin doing non sexual things and bonds could be formed. Again, not saying she will develop a bond, but there is a clear path forward for KT to take the story in this direction if this is her intention.
CSH
Gotta say, that’s a bit darker than what I had in mind, LOL.
KT Morrison
I am absolutely writing horror. No question. Seriously.
KT Morrison
Suffering can make for a great tale. It can be a journey to learn from, to experience. It may not be for enjoyment but for an edification. Not just for titillation!
KT Morrison
This is a great find! (and Canadian!)
KT Morrison
Definitely.
RCH
There is a whole combo of things Josh is in denial the truth is too hard to take so he creates a reality he can handle. Kimmy, she is trying to have her cake and eat it too. Additionally Kimmy is in the first stages of the chemical high of a new sexual partner. All those bonding chemicals and Devlin's pheromones are in the process of helping her bond with him. Guys aren't as effected but it what keeps a mating pair together. Lots of passionate sex frequently till the female is impregnated. of coarse our bodies don't know about BC so we act on our hormones. Josh is old news but a familiar partner. Kimmy will tire of Devlin eventually he is just a boy toy for Kimmy and there is no emotional bond. Will Kimmy seek another thrill ride? It's possible addicts are always looking for the next high and the next...
RCH
A dark ending would be would be someone being killed or maimed. With Devlin who knows what horrible things could happen. I think there is a limit to what Devlin would do to Josh or Kimmy. He has a reputation to uphold too. So I don't see him having Josh feminized, castrated, etc. That would be beyond any thing KT's done but I could see a cock cage in Josh's future, but I don't see it necessary as Devlin hold a great deal of power over Josh by shear intimidation. Now what if psycho (is it) Johnny gets out of prison looks up his old buddy Devlin? KT holds the keys she is the puppet master she'll set the darkness level in due time.
CSH
I think that’s more likely at home but, yep, Josh the next day saying, “God, what’s wrong with me? I got so drunk I imagined seeing Kimmy having sex with Devlin!”
CSH
We’ll see. It’s a dark story, and I enjoy that but I don’t think it necessarily has to have a dark ending. Though what constitutes dark is a matter of opinion. There are actual practicing cuckold couples in the world even ones with a strong DS tilt. Not saying that’s where it has to go, I’m just pointing out that the end is not preordained. Maybe a divorce, maybe an alternative lifestyle. Even with what threatens to be really extreme behavior there are lots of ways to take this.
DavidnDaria
I hope Josh catches Kimmy and Devlin in the act at his party! Oh, the horror! Drunken Josh, Kimmy convincing him he was seeing things... This is what pisses me off. Josh, grow a pair!
JamesIsAsleep
Holy shit this song is phenomenal and on point!
RCH
Well, Kimmy may end up "Living the Life" but there has to be regrets along the way. We don't know how things will work out for Josh or Kimmy? Kimmy may trade Josh and a family for travel and corporate life only to see Josh and his happy family later say a 20 year HS reunion. She, the successful lawyer living alone in a high end Toronto high rise condo. Josh a successful marketing VP living in the country with his wife, four kids, dogs and horses (my view of heaven). There's no regrets for Josh there! I've known people that never wanted kids and that their choice. Kimmy and Josh had a family in their plans. If they split then maybe she'll have regrets, not Josh he'll get what he wanted just with a different wife.
CSH
Perhaps it’s just horribly erotic.
Wess
Yes. And KT seems to find a way to make so many of us happy!
Chinookfan72
to each their own.
Wess
Chinook, I can't get on board with Kimmy living the life after trashing Josh. I would rather see her struggle with some serious guilt, regret and sorrow if she ruins her marriage. Throw in Josh catching her in the act and exacting some revenge. But I do agree, the new Kimmy is smokin.
RCH
The only thing I'd change the title to "Josh Reflects"! That song is spot on!
DavidnDaria
"It's my party and and I'll cry if I want to..."
Tim ziegler
Didn’t know I was going to be reading erotic horror!
Donkatsu
Oddly, eh? Maybe right over the target. Good choice.
CSH
Isn’t this a little like reading a Stephen King novel and then asking everybody how they could possibly enjoy horror stories?
Chinookfan72
i won’t speak for everyone as I’m sure there are multiple reasons why people enjoy these types of stories. However, for me, I’m not rooting for Josh’s demise. The worst thing that could come from Kimmy’s choices is divorce and at the end of the day if they are meant to be together they’ll figure it out, and if they aren’t then better they figure that out at 28 with no kids than 38 with 3. He’ll still have his health, wealth, family and friends around him so even in the worst case Josh will be fine in due time. What I’m rooting for is Kimmy’s personal growth. Take the sex with Devlin out of the equation and I like who Kimmy is now way more than who Kimmy was at the beginning of the story.. Nothing is sexier to me than a women being with you because they want to and not because they need to. She was too young and inexperienced when she got married and needs to explore her options, she owes it to herself. Finally, I’ve said this before but I related to the bull in these stories not the cuck so this type of erotica (cheating wife) happens to be my preferred type.
CSH
Oh wow is that the theme song for this one or what!?
Tim ziegler
Damn spot on song! Please explain the glee in the demise of Josh I really don’t get it.
Glaucon
Speaking of songs, heard this on the radio just now and thought it oddly relevant: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlvZT5Q1YG8
DavidnDaria
We were writing the review for Book 4 on Amazon when that song popped into my head. I thought immediately of Josh outside the hotel, unable to eat, then going inside, lost. It broke my heart. I do see it as Devlin stalking, as well. I think Devlin is after something more than just Kimmy. It's sick, completely sick. It's just one of the reasons this series is so disturbing. The torment Josh AND Kimmy feel is brilliantly written, so brilliant that for me, there has only been scene that is erotic for me and that's the scene outside Josh's party, that's clearly going to be ruined somehow. It's what Devlin does.
CSH
I think Devlin is stalking them both not just Kimmy.
DavidnDaria
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMOGaugKpzs Watch it. It's completely appropriate. Torment.
CSH
All of them, eventually? Except maybe one.
CSH
I assume public sex against a building could get you arrested there. Maybe as Devlin suggested it’s safer to get Josh really smashed and drop by the apartment after he nods off.... of course that would mean he probably has to call in sick the next day and he would have to ask for Friday off on Thursday which would be tough.... poor Josh.
RCH
It's hard to type one handed!
DavidnDaria
Red, Have you ever noticed more typos and stuff in hot parts of stories? Makes one wonder. :)
RCH
Typo last sentence: "over the wait of her panties now and guiding them downward . . . "
DavidnDaria
The ending was quite erotic.
JamesIsAsleep
I also want to say a good riddance to that pesky "No kissing" rule that Kimmy established. Who needs that rule anyways? Edit: Of course, it was fantastic that it was a rule to begin with though ...
BNR
People walking by could cold shower them in a heart beat! OR KARINA driving by to get something she forgot back on the patio. But if they play some right there would be pretty hot, though! Even if he doesn't get her completely... If they go all the way, we won't have such a hot encounter for them when they are all in Cayman.
CSH
There seems to be a lot of foreshadowing here. Devlin screwing Kimmy in the apartment while Josh is passed out, Josh having to watch. So Devlin doesn’t think about Josh at all, huh? This is gonna be great, and Kimmy has stopped resisting at all and is an active participant.
Chinookfan72
you can’t let the well run dry!
RCH
I'm sweating! That was a hot chapter! So many things are accelerating for Kimmy and Josh! Bring on chapter 8. While she still got a uterus full of little Devlins it won't hurt to top up the supply!
JamesIsAsleep
So I made a comment that maybe Kimmy must think it was pretty hot how patient Devlin was being, well maybe he isnt so patient ... lol Kimmy is definitely getting more careless. Interesting that we have no Josh perspective in this, it leads me to think we'll see that he is aware that Kimmy is gone, but I guess we'll find out how long it takes for him to realize. Definitely like the idea of Josh being too drunk to be 100% of his right mind. Really fucking hot chapter. It never ceases to amaze me how a strategically placed "God you're so big" always seems to work exactly as intended. I chuckled at Kimmy's reaction to Devlin's "you'll want to take a ride on it" retort. Also chuckled at Kimmy's wit seeing Devlin the creepy dude in an alley yanking his junk, "Is that gift for me or you?" "Keep touching and itll be second hand." I love good banter!
Donkatsu
92.7% of them.
Donkatsu
Yep, perfect, even to the angled roadster across two parking spaces. All that’s missing is the guy yelling at him for taking up more than one space and acting incredibly envious. A couple of typos, but who cares when chapter 8 awaits.
Chinookfan72
Excellent chapter KT.. I wonder if any of Devlin’s suggestions will come true.
