❝ as if i’d ever give you the satisfaction. ❞ fingers sneak under his shirt, hands inching up the length of his torso and bringing the fabric up with them. ❝ your turn. ❞ she rolls off of him as quick as she climbed on top of him, laying on her back beside him. hips lift from the mattress to pull off her underwear and let it rest at the end of the bed.
donny smirks , involuntarily tightening his abs as her fingers slide up his torso. following suit his shirt and pants are stripped from his body. standing at the foot of the body in all his rich boy glory, donovan smirks at his step sister flexing his arms and posing. ❝ come to see the gun show? ❞ he just wants to see her laugh.
with a roll of her eyes she pulls off her shirt, throwing the material at his face. ❝ what if it was your name ? ❞ she crawls on top of him as she speaks, topless and all too pleased with herself.
peeling the discarded shirt from his face, donovan laughs with a smug grin baring pearly whites. ❝ then i definitely have a reason to come in. ❞ his hands remain behind his head, but darkened hues wander far below.
❝ if i get naked, you get naked, hermano. ❞ fingers snatch his phone with the same motion that she dumps the box on his lap, nonchalant as she orders another pizza with the same ease she would on her own phone. ❝ you really should start hanging out in your own room. i could have had a guy with me. ❞
❝ i have no issue with that. but you first. ❞ with a swing of his legs, he settles himself into her bed, hands behind his head and snorting at her comment. ❝ please if no guttural moans of your name are bouncing off the walls, i think i’m safe to enter. ❞
❝ all the pizza is gone. ❞ a pout can be heard in her words, holding an empty box open in her hands. ❝ bummer. i was looking forward to eating pizza naked and watching netflix. ❞
❝ we can order another one. ❞ donny looks up from his phone and smirks. ❝ you can still be naked and watch netflix. i won’t mind. ❞