by Mallory Funk
“I didn’t even look until my legs turned orange too,” Tara admits.
“I must say, ladies, I love your attire,” Liam says while smirking at us.
I roll my eyes and look at Trevor. “Baby, I hope you like to sleep with your brother’s face next to us because I ain’t changing. Too tired to give a shit.”
“Fuck that. You will sleep naked for all I care, and we will just sleep in my room with my new pink daisy blanket.” I just roll my eyes.
“Okay, but you’ve got to feed me. I haven’t eaten since breakfast. Order though because I don’t trust any of you tonight!” They all laugh at me. I am being serious. They might try and trick us into eating something nasty.
We settle into the living room and are waiting for our food to arrive. I can tell the men are wearing proud grins on their faces which has me fighting hard not to roll my eyes.
“So… How permanent is this colour anyway?” Tara asks prompting us all to laugh.
“It’s temporary. Should wash out in a couple days,” Cole says waving a hand dismissing her.
“And the self-tanner?” Courtney asks glaring at Cole.
“Probably a few days too. I don’t know; you probably know this shit better than I do.”
“Alright, that’s fine. I can totally rock this green hair for the next few days. But T and Court might want to wear shorts and long-sleeved shirts for the next few days,” I say to them.
“It’s summer! Are you crazy?! Do you have any idea how hot it is outside?” Courtney exclaims.
“Hey, show off those crazy orange arms all you want, but I’m just saying that I would wear a long-sleeved shirt if I were you. Are those the only places that you are orange?”
“Of course they are, you pervert!” Courtney says.
“Just asking! It’s a legit question!” I say raising my hands in a surrendering motion.
“God, you are so annoying tonight. Why are you enjoying this so much? Your house was just destroyed!” Court says to me.
“It was not destroyed. Quit being so dramatic,” I say waving my hand at her.
“Well, it’s annoying! If you didn’t look like that, I would almost think you had something to do with it,” T says crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes at me.
I can’t help but snort. “I did not have anything to do with it. You ladies are just in a pissy mood because you didn’t think that they would actually get us back. It’s funny because it was pretty clever. We did have our fair share of pranks on them too. You guys just need to eat and have a good rest, and when you wake up tomorrow you will find this absolutely hilarious!”
“I can tell you that when I wake up with blue hair, I won’t think it’s so funny.”
“At least it matches your eyes.” I shrug and then grin when she glares at me.
“Court is right. You really are annoying.”
This just causes the guys and I to laugh.
We eat and then head to bed. I decide to sleep in Trevor’s bed. When I start to walk toward the bed and he is on the other side removing his shirt, his voice stops me.
“Take off the shirt.”
“Wh-hat?”
“Take it off. Baby, I’m not sleeping next to you when you have that face stuck to your shirt. I look down and snort out a laugh.
I sigh loudly like it pains me to do it. “Fine. I guess I can do that.”
He just shakes his head at me. He climbs on the bed beside me, and I look down at him in just his boxers. I bite my lower lip. I still can’t believe how lucky I am. Not only is he hot as fuck, but he is also a sweet, caring, and good man. He makes me laugh and makes me feel protected and safe. I can’t believe this man loves me and I love him. He has those six pack abs and that V chisel leading down to his cock.
“Baby, you’re looking at me like you want to take a bite.”
“I do. I really do.” A smile spreads across his face. He lays flat on his back and puts his hands behind his neck. “Well, I won’t stop you, baby.”
I get up on my knees at first. I kiss him, and he tries to deepen the kiss but, before he can, I kiss my way down his chest and stomach. I slide his boxers down his legs and take them off. I look up at him and see him staring down at me. His eyes are dark with desire and I know I will never get tired of seeing that look on his face. I love knowing that I made that look happen.
I grab his cock in my hand and drag my hand up and down slowly. I move my mouth close to it and flick the head with my tongue. He lets out a noise in the back of his throat. I lick him from the base to the tip. I know this drives him crazy. I know he would love nothing more than to put his cock inside my mouth.
Once he is breathing heavily, I look up at him again. His eyes lock mine and he hisses through his teeth. “Baby, you’re killing me. Quit teasing and put my cock in your mouth.”
I slide his cock inside my mouth and fit all of him inside of me. I bob my head up and down while sucking him. I am dragging my tongue on his cock while he is in my mouth. I love the taste of him. I love seeing his control slip knowing that I am the one making him feel this way. I know he is trying hard not to thrust into my mouth. Once I can tell that he is close, I start sucking harder and working my mouth faster on him. It’s not long before he is exploding in my mouth and down my throat. I hum in approval. Once his orgasm passes and his body relaxes, I lick him to make sure I didn’t miss anything. I climb on top of him and kiss him slow but deep. I know he doesn’t mind the taste of my mouth. We had been through this before. He told me if he didn’t want to kiss me after, he wouldn’t.
The next thing I know, he is flipping me over and hovering on top of me. He grins down at me, and I can tell how much he wants me just by the look in his eyes. I see the desire, but I also see the love.
He breaks the kiss and starts kissing my neck and slightly biting my shoulder. I can’t help but arch my chest out to him. He drags one hand down and pinches my nipple. I gasp in surprise. He bends his head down and takes the other one in his mouth while still playing with my nipple with his other hand. He bites my nipple and then licks the sting away with his tongue. He then switches nipples and does the same thing to the other letting it go with a pop.
He slides his body down to where he is between my legs. His shoulders are touching my thighs. He uses his finger and slides it across my slit. He lets out a groan. “Fuck baby, you get so fucking wet for me. Every fucking time.”
After that, I feel him flick his tongue against my clit. He uses his finger and slides it around my opening without pushing it in. One hand is holding my hip trying to keep me in place. He knows how to tease me too, and I love it. He knows what he is doing is driving me crazy, but it is also making me wetter than I was before. It didn’t take long for Trevor to find what turns me on or drives me crazy. “Trevor please.” I am at a point where I don’t care if I beg. I know that he loves bringing me to that point. Before I have a chance to think, he thrust his fingers inside me and sucks my clit into his mouth hard. He only thrusts his finger in me a couple times before I’m coming. He doesn’t slow down his assault on my pussy. He keeps going. The next thing I know, I feel the loss of his fingers and mouth. He grabs my hips and turns me over onto my stomach. He slaps my ass and I can’t help but moan. I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance. He presses himself into me slowly. I try to push my hips back, but he holds onto them and keeps me in place.
Once he is seated all of the way inside of me, he slowly drags himself out and then thrusts in hard. I can’t help but moan loud. He thrusts into me hard and fast. “Oh god. Yes. Trevor. Fuck.” I feel him move his hand onto my clit, and he starts rubbing it fast while fucking me hard.
“Paige, fuck baby, get there. I don’t want to go without you.”
“I…” I start coming on his cock before I have a chance to finish that sentence. I feel myself clench around his cock. He lets out a moan and thrusts a few times trying to find his release. When he does, I feel him explode inside me. He comes hard and then places a kiss on my back bef
ore he pulls out. I see him drop to my side and I look over at him.
“Fuck, baby, every fucking time feels better than the last.”
“Yeah,” I sigh loudly, and I start to drift off to sleep. I feel a warm cloth on me.
“Fuck, that’s hot that you don’t mind falling asleep with my cum in you, baby.”
I let out a small grunt, and he chuckles at me pulling me in so that my head is on his chest. I put one leg over his. I sigh again. I can’t help it. I love him more than anything.
“Good night, beautiful.”
“Good night, Trevor.”
I feel him kiss the top of my head before I drift off to sleep.
Chapter Seventeen
Trevor
I wake up the next morning looking forward to the day. Saturdays are usually the days that Paige and I can spend the most time together. Some weeks we like to be lazy and not do a thing. This is one of those weeks. I plan to spend the morning just being lazy in bed with my girl. I look down at her and her head is on my chest. I let out a small chuckle because of her green hair. I loved the fact that she wasn’t angry or mad like Tara.
You’d think that after everything they had done to us that Tara would have come to expect it. I know that Paige and Courtney did. Tara really seemed to think that we wouldn’t retaliate against them. I can’t help but laugh at the memory of Tara freaking out over her blue hair. I also find it funny that Cole put different colours of hair product in the girls’ separate bottles. I knew my girl would find it all hilarious; which reminds me, I have to go grab her clothes because there is no way my girl is wearing my brother’s face on her all weekend. I would wrap her up in one of those blankets of my face if anything- make a toga for her.
Paige begins to stir. I know she is waking up. I feel her smile against my chest. She kisses it and looks up at me. “Morning love.”
“Morning baby.” I give her a sweet kiss.
“Did I dream it, or is my hair really green?” She gives me a small frown.
“No, you didn’t dream that, baby.” I give her a laugh.
“Ugh… If it’s not gone in a week, I am going to kick Cole’s ass.” I can’t help but laugh.
“I’m sure Tara will have already beat you to it.”
“I wonder how pissed she is this morning, or if Derek got her to calm down some.”
“Only one way to find out, baby. Let’s go get some coffee.” I tap her butt.
“Mmmmm coffee! Yes!” She throws on clothes and is running down the stairs before I can even blink. I laugh loudly at my girl. She really does love coffee. I find it cute. I would never tell her that. Paige and the girls really have something against the word cute. Any time that my brothers or I have said they looked cute or were being cute, you could have sworn we told them they were ugly as fuck. They would look at us disgusted that we even dare to mention that word.
I walk downstairs and see that her brothers and Sam are already awake and sitting down at the deck. I make my cup and join them. As soon as I sit down, Paige moves over to my lap. I love that she feels that’s a normal thing to do. In the beginning, I would have to drag her onto my lap, but now she is used to it and knows that I prefer her sitting on me.
“How are you not pissed that your hair is green?” Kyle asks her.
Paige shrugs. “It will wash out.”
“I bet T gave Derek a hard time last night,” Noah says with a laugh.
“She made it very hard,” Derek says walking in with his coffee and waggling his eyebrows at us. I can’t help but snort.
“You can’t seem to help yourself, can you?” Paige asks. Derek loves to turn any conversation dirty. I don’t know how Tara puts up with him.
“Oh sweet, sweet Paige. I haven’t helped myself since Tara gave me the okay”. He then winks at her and smirks.
“Keep talking like that, DARLING, and you will be helping yourself again,” Tara says coming to sit down on Derek’s lap with her own coffee and making us all laugh.
“We seriously need more women in this group. You guys need to find girlfriends so that they can team up with us other girls to get you guys back, and even the playing field.” Paige smirks at them knowing that none of them want a girlfriend anytime soon. Well, except for Derek, but he is already with Tara.
“Hell to the fucking no! I told you that no chick will ever tame me!” Cole says while coming out onto the deck.
Everyone laughs. “Sorry Paige, but it looks like you women are going to be on your own for a long fucking time!” Noah says.
“Exactly. I don’t want to be pussy whipped like Trevor and Derek,” Liam says as he’s coming outside.
“Fuck, I can’t wait until the day a woman comes along and knocks you on your ass! And I know you won’t see it coming,” Tara says to Liam.
“Ain’t going to happen anytime soon, babe,” Liam says and winks at her, earning a glare from Derek.
“Well, if none of you are going to get girlfriends then Kyle, get yourself a boyfriend and he can be on our team,” Paige says to her brother.
“Doesn’t work like that, little sister.”
“AND if he did get a boyfriend, he would be male and therefore would be on our team!” Sam says. All the guys’ heads nod in agreement.
“Nuh uh. No way. Any one of you dates a man and they are automatically on the women’s team!” Paige says, and Tara nods her head in agreement.
“I agree! Anyone that you guys decide to bring around here are with us girls. You already have us girls out numbered,” Courtney says coming out onto the deck.
Paige had informed us shortly after meeting her brothers that Kyle was bisexual. It doesn’t bother any of us. Whoever you want to be with, love, or fuck is your own business, and what everyone likes isn’t the same.
Everyone spends the next hour talking about nothing really, and then the girls head inside to make some breakfast. It’s not until after we are done eating that we hear the girls cursing and balloons popping. We all laugh and go upstairs.
The girls have pushpins in their hands and are popping balloons. “They had to go so far as to put our makeup in balloons. Like really? Who does that?” I hear Courtney mutter.
“Well, I for one am glad they took the coffee mugs down before we had coffee. I would have seriously thought about murdering them in their sleep,” Paige mutters.
We all laugh, and they all turn around in unison to glare at us. That just makes us laugh harder.
“Oh you guys think you are so funny. We will get you back for this!” Tara yells.
“Oh sweetheart, that was already your payback,” Cole retorts. They just roll their eyes.
They spend the next twenty minutes retrieving their makeup. I know they are busy cleaning their stuff. When they scream, I know they found the fake spiders in their makeup kits.
Derek and I had gone to get their clothes. The others protested, but we told them they weren’t wearing Liam’s face for the rest of the weekend. Of course, he was against it. The girls threw the blankets and pillows with my face on them into Paige’s room only leaving one pillow downstairs. They said that they could only handle one pillow, but the rest Paige had to deal with.
We spend the day swimming and BBQing. Then we decide to play some board games in the evening which is where we learn that Paige is really competitive. Courtney did try to warn us, but we told her that we could handle it. Boy, were we wrong.
We had just finished a game of Pictionary. Paige was on Kyle’s team, and that guy looks so terrified of her. He is currently sitting on the couch with wide eyes looking ready to bolt. Courtney is looking at us, smirking as if to say, “told you so.” Paige is yelling at Kyle, calling him stupid, and asking him how he could not know what the drawing she drew was. Honestly, I don’t know what the fuck she drew. I look at everyone else and I can tell that they don’t know either. I hear her growl in frustration and throw the marker at him.
“Shit, what the fuck is it supposed to be then?” Kyle huffs in annoyance.
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nbsp; “It’s Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!” Paige yells at him.
“That’s a fucking turtle?” Kyle yells at her and points to the picture of a thing that doesn’t resemble a turtle of any kind.
We all start laughing really hard, and I see my girl getting angrier by the minute. I grab her by the waist and sit her on my lap laughing. “Baby, that does not look like a fucking turtle! You are a terrible artist.”
“It is so a fucking turtle. You just have to look really, really hard!” she says glaring at everyone.
“If I squint, I can almost… oh wait no that doesn’t work,” Liam says.
Everyone starts another round of laughter.
“It would have helped if I didn’t have such a shitty partner!” She glares at Kyle.
“Babe, not one of us fucking got that the drawing was a fucking turtle!” Sam says wiping the tears from his eyes.
“You guys are so annoying.” Paige huffs and crosses her arms making us laugh at her harder.
“Let’s see your drawing skills, big brother!” She points at Noah, and Kyle and Luke chuckle at that. Noah is on a team with Derek, and it’s not until he starts drawing that I realize that his brothers were smirking. He is fucking good. Shit, he is actually an artist. I could probably do a stickman, to be honest, and my turtle would probably be worse than Paige’s. Noah has skill and Derek smirks at us because he knows now that he has the best partner. Derek can draw well too- nothing like Noah can, but I know that Derek draws a little in his spare time. Shit, we are all going to lose. I look at my brothers and we are all thinking the same thing. We are about to get our asses handed to us.
About an hour later, we decide to call it quits because apparently there is no way we can beat Noah and Derek. As I had assumed, we all clearly suck at drawing compared to these two. I think Paige realized it too. After the first round, she didn’t argue. Noah even drew a turtle to further piss her off. We have a good evening sharing laughs and stories about all of us growing up. I know we all lived different childhoods. Some of the stories Paige and Courtney tell us are hilarious. I can’t help but laugh. They were hell raisers in high school. Since they didn’t really have anyone looking out for them, they spent lots of time hanging out with friends and going to parties.