Living With The Bad Boy

40) Fetish For My Chest

"Are you going to tell us or not?" Nena huffed. They trapped us in the car for about thirty minutes and blindfolded us against our will. It's good to know that I survived seventeen whole years on this planet.

"They're going to kill us and dump our bodies in the lake," I dramatically whispered, practically feeling everyone's eye roll. "No, forget I said that. They're going to bury us alive."

"She gets the dramaticness from me," Luke proudly stated. I tried to reach forward and slap his head but my hand ended up against someone's mouth.

I patted the mouth, trying to figure out whose it was. "What are you doing princess?" Sam whispered against my palm. Shit. Startled, I slapped his lips and retracted my hand, feeling a blush come up.

"This is why you should take off my blindfold," I said, grinning.

"So I'm not even going to get a sorry?" he huffed. I could practically feel his adorable pout.

"Nope," I said, shaking my head. He didn't say anything after that and that got me scared. "Sam? What are you planning? Sam, I swear to god-"

I was cut off by a large and muscular body straddling my waist and laying me flat on my back. Before I could realize how fast my heart was breathing, ten fingers started to tickle my stomach.

I felt my back arch and tried to wiggle out of his hold, dying of laughter at the same time. "Oh my god Sam," I laughed, struggling to breathe. "Idiot, you asshole, get off, I can't breathe."

"Say you're sorry," he demanded, moving his fingers faster. Oh, that sounded wrong.

"Never," I gasped out, trying to push him off. My hands made contact with his chest and abs and I immediately retracted them when I felt a shiver pass through my body.

"Someone's getting handsy," he smirked. "I've got an idea, how about we kick these three out of the car and have some fun in here."

I felt my cheeks heat up and I reached for his ear to pull it. "You twat, levati da me prima che ti tagli il cazzo e te lo leghi alla testa."

"Did you just say that you want to lick my dick?" he asked. "You know what, go ahead, I have absolutely no problem."

"No!" I yelled. "Holy hell, what's wrong with you? I said that I wanted to chop it off and tape it to your head. Pay attention in Italian."

"You two are so kinky," Chase muttered. No brother, that's just you. "When you two get married, I swear, you'll have more whips and handcuffs than blankets. Won't they Luke? Luke? Dude, do you have earplugs on?"

I'm assuming that he took out my brother's ear plugs because he started to loudly scream. "HEY GIVE THOSE BACK! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR MY SISTER FUCKING A GUY, GIVE THOSE BACK CHASE!"

"Luke!" I yelled, feeling my cheeks heat up. I pushed Sam off of me and reached forward to pat his head and smack it.

"Ouch," Chase hissed, smacking my hand back. "What did I do wrong?"

"You all deserve a smack," I huffed. "Nena, back me up here."

"Huh?" she said. "What's going on? I can't see or hear. Why do I smell Sam's disgusting perfume near me?"

"I gave her ear plugs too," Luke explained. I scowled and slapped someone's arm. "Why are my siblings so abusive?"

"Why is my brother so annoying?" I asked back.

"Why does my sister look like a gorilla?"

"Why-"

"We're here!" Chase announced, pressing the brakes on the car so hard that I bumped my head into Sam's chest.