Sold To the Grizzly Don (Alcee and Bruno) novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Alcee couldn’t recall a single time in her life where she’d laughed as hard as she was laughing tonight. Her ribs ached. Her lungs burned. Her cheeks felt stretched. She’d never felt better in her life.

There was something to be said about feeling safe and secure in your home with your girlfriends, both new and old, making you feel like you could live again.

Amal and Alere both quickly realized they did not have the physical flexibility to do half of the dance moves needed and so they’d climbed up on the back of the sofa and ate candy and drank wine while Susana, Lorita and Genevra were popping, grinding, and almost doing backflips on the floor of the theatre room..

Susana flopped to the floor. “I give up. Let’s try something easier.”

“I can do the macarena.” Alcee giggled loudly when they tried to get her to come back to the dance party. “We did it a lot at the high school dances.”

“And the chicken dance!” Amal added. “And Gangnam Style.”

“Oh, and I can do the cha–cha slide.” Alcee remembered.

“I know that one!” Genera yelled out and turned back to the screen where they’d been playing music through the surround system and searched for the Cha Cha Slide song.

“Let’s go!” Amal grabbed her and dragged her off the sofa,

In seconds they were laughing hard again, gasping for breath as they did the dance moves the singer called out on the speakers.

“Alcee you have no rhythm.

“Who needs rhythm? She has Torq. He just uses her as a ragdoll. He probably just picks her up and does what he needs.”

“Hey!” she protested and then shrugged. “Yeah, you’re right. He does like to take control, and I like letting him.

“I bet Kylen would do the same to Genevra,” Amal nodded. “He’s a big guy and you’re petite like Alcee.”

“He definitely does in my wet dreams. Genevra giggled with the girls. “I think we’re out of wine.”

“We are but,” Alcee snickered, “Torq put a bar in here.” She pushed a button on a wall, and it slid sideways to reveal a fully stocked bar.

“Is that gin?” Lorita was climbing over Alcee to get to the bottle. “It’s like he knew I was coming to visit!”

“Gin? Oh, t

that’s called panty remover where I’m from,” Amal nodded. “You know, in Hoboken.”

They all laughed.

“We’ll keep you away from Tank, Lorita.”

“Why? I’d let him use me like a ragdoll,” Lorita snickered. “He has the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen. He reminds me of superman.”

“Superman?” Alcee was trying not to laugh as Amal found a bottle of vodka and was searching frantically for mix. “Why superman?”

“He’s nerdy, right. You can see he’s really smart and nerdy but then he’s got this big buff chest thing going on. I bet he has an 5 tattooed on it. I want him to wear glasses and then whip them off and pull his shirt open like Superman does ”

“You’re insane,” Alcee giggled. “His eating habits are almost as bad as Torq’s. He can shove an entire sandwich in his mouth in one go and

swallow it whole.”

Lorita held up her boobs, “somehow my nips got hard over that notion.”

Her words had the women cackling like fools.

*I still want the dirt on Tito. You didn’t tell me much. Is he really a man whore?” Amal asked Lorita and Genevru.

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Chapter 92

“No.” They shook their heads together. “He’s actually a good guy. The whole thing where Torq ended up with the STD from the girl who screwed her boyfriend and all of his family and friends by default, made them all very wary. Torg, Tito and Bastiano are pretty cautious.” Genevra commented seriously as she took a glass of the gin mixed with tonic water from Lorita. “I’ve been on the receiving end more than once of a scolding from Bastiano about how important it is to be very careful who I’m with because even the sharpest people get caught in had situations.”

“And then you fucked a woman and her husband.”

“I didn’t fuck them!” Genevra argued. “I let her go down on me and I held her toys for her and kissed her. I blew him. That’s the extent of my sexual experience and he told me I was terrible at blow jobs by the way.”

“Wait. Are you a virgin?” Susana was aghast.

“Yup.”

“And you suck at sucking dick? Amal added he

“Apparently.”

Amal added her own disbelief.

“Oh, we need to fix that!” Amal was rooting around the bar and pulled out a muddler. “We’ll use this.”

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