Saved by the Devil [EDITING]

24•A normal gal

•Davina DeLuca•

"How are college parties?" I asked Diavolo as he stood by the pool; butt-naked.

My husband looked at me over his shoulder and rose an eyebrow "Wild; unfit for you."

I whined "I can be wild too."

"Show me," he turned around crossing his arms.

I giggled looking at his dick "Diavolo Jr has a tan, now."

"I know," he chuckled and moved his hips in circles so his length would move too which made me laugh out loud "see? You can't be wild, you're my precious little bunny," he pecked my forehead and I gripped him by the dick "ouch!"

"I can be wild!" I whined looking at him "let me show you!"

He nodded and I quickly let go of him. Diavolo sat down where I was lying down and covered his lower half with a teal towel "What are you gonna do?"

"Well," I cleared my throat "I can do some Hawaiian dance moves," I swayed my hips slowly to one side and then to the other as my arms simulated the calm movements of the waves "see? I can be wild."

My hubby grinned as he crossed his arms "You're the cutest human being ever."

I whimpered and stomped my feet on the floor like a little girl "Tell me about college parties!"

"Fine! Fine!" He patted his left thigh and I immediately took a seat "First of all: bikini tops are a no-no, second: tequila is God, third: there's probably a teacher fucking a student somewhere, fourth: there's probably someone losing their virginity in a bedroom," he wrapped his arms around my waist "number five: beer pong amongst the jocks, six: the shy girl in the kitchen drinking orange soda and eating Cheetos because she's too afraid to speak to the boy she's liked since kindergarten, seven: sleeping on the front loan is a must, eight: you don't know if you're stepping on puke or cat food–"

"Ew!" I covered his mouth "why would anyone want to go to a college party?"

He bit my hand so I would pull it away "Parents are not around, you can do whatever you want."

"Who did you play in this chaotic drama?" I straddled him.

Diavolo chuckled as he tickled the sides of my waist "I was a multitasker."

I crossed my arms and rose an eyebrow "Of what?"

"Well, I could be fucking a girl and playing beer pong–"

"In front of everybody?" my eyes went wide.

My husband nodded "Everyone was so drunk most of them didn't remember anything but how epic it all was."

"I want to go to a college party," I grinned.

He shook his head "No, bunny."

"Yes, handsome," I giggled.

"Bunny, I don't think it's a good idea because of everything you've been through; it could be a triggering environment," he said seriously.

Diavolo is right, it could trigger some of my traumas so I'll stay away from college parties...then an idea came to me "What if I organize a college party for the two of us?"

"Bunny–"

"Hear me out," I mushed his face as I spoke, "it's gonna be the wildest party ever, just you and me."

"Fine," he said "but you can't have a drop of alcohol."

I squealed getting off of him "Did you hear that baby?" I patted my belly "our first college party!"