Page 32 of Little White Lie


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“The what?” he asks.

“The giblets? Are you just making up words now?” he laughs.

“Honey, the giblets is the bag that’s placed inside the carcass of the turkey. You take the bag out before cooking and usually use it to make the gravy.”

“Still no clue what you’re talking about, the internet gave me these instructions, I’m pretty sure that if this imaginary bag you guys are talking about was in there, that they would have told me to take it out.” He shakes his head.

“Oh boy, you shouldn’t believe everything that you read on the internet,” Denise quips.

“Oh no, he cooked the giblets.” Maddie whispers.

“The giblets are the heart, liver, and gizzard, sometimes the neck. Oh no, we need to see if it was a plastic or paper bag.”

“A gizzard? What the hell type of language are you guys speaking?” He sets the knives down and looks at us with confusion.

“Is there a party in here that I wasn’t invited to?” Dean’s dad asks.

“Your son left in the giblets.” His mom replies.

His dad looks at him sympathetically then turns to his daughter who is now standing beside him.

“Take no chances, we’re ordering Chinese.”

“Come on dad, I’m sure everything will be fine.”

“Son, do you not hear these ladies, it smells like you took a torch to a plastic bottle in here. Denise, Chinese.”

“I’m sure that I can salvage the bird. We can just cut around this giblet thing.”

“That’s not how this works, Dean, I’m going to need you to step away from the bird. Denise, please take the bird out with whatever trash is in the receptacle.”

“But what about all the other food?” Dean asks, looking around the room. “I’m sure we don’t need to order Chinese, we can just eat the sides, right?”

“I haven’t finished all the sides, I was waiting for the turkey. It’s okay, we can pick at the sides all week, and go grab some turkey or chicken tomorrow to make thanksgiving sandwiches.” I tell him.

“Did I ruin thanksgiving?” he asks.

“Well, the bird is ruined.” I reply.

“Yeah, Thanksgiving isn’t ruined.” Maddie says with a smile.

“That’s very true. It’s about the people that you spend it with. You know, like your family. Both blood and chosen,” his mom smiles.

Chapter Eleven

Dean

My lips whisper across her skin as I make my way up her body.

“I need more,” she says in a satisfied breath.

My cock throbs with the need to be situated inside her warmth, the light friction from the blanket as I rutted against it while my tongue explored her silky folds, as she grabbed my hair and pulled when she came.

She squirms underneath my touch as I hover over her. The crown of my cock nudges her entrance, I put all my weight on one arm and fist my cock, holding it and with a light thrust of my hips, I insert my tip in, wet it, then pull back out.

She groans at the loss, but hisses once I do the same move. A moan of pure bliss escapes her lips as I push all the way into her welcoming warmth. I lower myself down and take her lips with mine as our bodies move perfectly together. She wraps her legs around my back and with the heel of her feet, she guides me as I bury my cock to the hilt.

I slow my movements and hold myself over her to watch her. I move the hair off of her face, causing her to open her eyes. With my hips pulling out and pushing back in slowly, I can feel every inch of her. I know when I angle myself in just the right way, it makes her delirious and on the brink of full pleasure. I want to watch her come, I want to watch the ecstasy fill her body and I want to forever be the person to make her feel this way.

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