Lahat ng Kabanata ng Lovers In Disguise: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

go, then shoves up her shirt and bra, leaving most of her body exposed. As I have to shift my griparound her middle anyway to let him do that I switch hands, leaving her just enough time to cry outbefore my other palm is cutting off the sound for the most part again. Her will to fight renewed Bellakeeps pushing at us, but to no avail.She also doesn't stop when I stroke my free hand down her stomach, then cup her pussy, in one motionboth rubbing against her clit and Jazz's cock.I keep doing that for a while, relishing making them both moan. Jazz in the meanwhile is busy playingwith Bella's tits, only causing her to squirm even more.With my dick all hard against her ass I soon can't keep this up anymore, and Bella doesn't even pickup cursing us again when I let go of her face.Letting go of her altogether I pull my own pants down, then push her far enough away from me so thatI can move. Grabbing her thighs just above the knee from behind I heave her off the floor, f

ignore my own risinganxiety.I'm somewhat tempted to suggest we just keep on driving and avoid the whole possibility for disaster,when at the last traffic light before we reach my parents' house a familiar vehicle comes to a stop inthe lane next to us.Emmett grins at me from the driver's side, an unfamiliar place for him since Rose never gave updriving until she had the little bundle of joy currently sleeping in her mother's arms next to him. At herhusband's antics Rose looks up, too, pursing her lips at what I guess is a frown on my face.The light switches to green and Emmett, for once behaving as childish as Rose so often claims that heis, hits the gas to slip into my lane before us.That way we arrive just after them, conveniently spilling all of us together onto the well-tended frontsteps.There's the usual greeting, hugging and back slapping, before Rose and Bella both snark at us guys toget the heavy stuff from the cars instead of gossiping. When I pass by h

Rose still looks less than ecstatic, but then again she seems tired and strung out since she got here."Okay, how about this. I'm thankful for my husband remembering that he pledged he would be ondiaper duty whenever he's home, even at 4am in the morning. And I'm thankful for my wonderfuldarling daughter letting me sleep for up to three hours in one go before she loudly demands me todemonstrate again why we're mammals. Anything else? Oh, right, I'm thankful for endless reruns ofTV shows at night because otherwise I'd never get to catch up on them all in just under a month!"Everyone except Alice and my father seems to find her answer hilarious, the same as with Emmett'swhen he keeps it short with a loud, "I'm thankful for not having to smell gherkins on Rose's breath24/7 anymore!" Then they kiss, probably with a little too much tongue than most people would findappropriate, but I don't think either of them really cares.Once Rose and Emmett are behaving like proper pa

"It's not your fault, man, and no reason to apologize. Can't really be a great moment for you when youfind yourself poking an anthill like that without even knowing that it's been there all along."Nate has the grace not to answer, and after a moment Jazz nods, then walks by him to rejoin theothers. I wait for him to say something else but when he doesn't, I shrug."If you haven't figured it out already, he's Alice's ex. And if you were wondering, they didn't break upfour weeks ago."With that I leave him there alone in the kitchen, wondering if this will be the last I've seen of him, ornot. The mood inside the dining room hasn't changed much, Rose and Alice are still missing, and notquite surprising my mother has managed to procure a glass of Scotch for herself that she's sippingdaintily. Sagging back onto my seat between Bella and Jazz I'm surprised to see Nate return so soon,but before the awkwardness can get any worse by itself, the girls enter the room. I'm not s

I feel my whole body tense with apprehension, but force my voice to remain civil as I answer with aquestion on my own."Why are you here, mom?"She opens her mouth as if to offer one of her cutting, ironic answers, but then closes it again as shethinks better of that."I came here to talk to you, that's all. I also bring this meager offering of food, if that helps make meappear less threatening."I feel like smiling despite the feeling of unease still gripping me, then nod."Sure, do you want to come in?""If you want me to, but why don't we take a walk in the park, like we used to when you were inkindergarten? I even brought some stale bread for the ducks," she adds with a gentle smile.It's obvious that she's trying to pacify me – whether I need to be pacified or not – and before I cananswer Bella slips in beside me, one arm slung across my lower back to keep herself anchored therebeside me. She greets my mother with a sad but nevertheless nice smile, the gesture