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anyone given you anything or asked you to carry—” Her question’s cut off when she slips the Purple Yurple vibrator from its bag. It’s ten inches long and nice and thick. Luca likes to put it in my pussy while he fucks my ass if Uncle Domani’s too busy to join us.
    “ What the hell?” Her voice rises until it’s shrill on the end and draws the attention of the passersby. And it isn’t as if Bertha keeps it down, either. No. She has to get everyone’s attention. “What’s this? Girl, are you some kind of a nympho slut person?”
    I grit my teeth. I am, but not like she means. I only fuck the men in my ex-stepfather’s family. Not every freaking man on the planet.
    The woman clucks her tongue and sets it aside, diving back into the bag. She tugs out my three quart sized bags, each filled with several three ounce bottles. All of ‘em packed with God’s gift to sexaholics: lube.
    “ And what’s all this?”
    I feel my face heating up. “Lube.”
    The woman’s face goes blank. “Lube?”
    I nod.
    “ I’m going to have to test all of this.” She clutches the bags in one hand. “Thomas!”
    I look over at Luca, and he’s smiling wide now. The ass.
    “ Thomas!” Bertha raises her voice. “This nympho chick says this is lube. I need you to test it!”
    Oh, God, let the ground swallow me up now. There’s a chair behind me and I slump down onto it. I would be totally okay if the world ended right about now.
    “ Now, missy, I still have to pat you down. Don’t sit just yet.”
    Any thoughts at exploring my bi-curiosity just flew out the window. I’ll forever equate lesbian sex with a pat-down by Big Bertha.
    It feels like hours later, but only fifteen minutes have passed when I finally escape the clutches of Bertha and Thomas.
    And also short two quart-sized bags of lubricant.
    Damn it.
    By the time we’re finally through security and at our gate, we’ve only got time for a quick call to Uncle Domani before we start boarding.
    The minute Daddy hits the send button, I snatch the phone from his hand, earning a loud laugh from him in response.
    I just glare. The ass still thinks the security fiasco is funny.
    Uncle answers on the first ring. “’Lo?”
    “ Uncle Dom, did you know you can only have one bag of liquids? Did you? ‘Cause they took my…” I glance around and lower my voice “…lube away.”
    “ What? ”
    I stick my tongue out at Luca, feeling better now that I’ve got someone just as outraged as I am. “I know, right? And she waved my Purple Yurple around like it was a freakin’ sword.”
    “ Wait, back up. You brought lube in your carry-on? Are you serious?”
    Huh. Maybe he’s not as on my side as I thought. I think he’s more surprised I brought it rather than the fact that it got taken. I swear. I get no love.
    Growling, I shove the phone at Luca. “Talk to your brother.”
    He snags it, but also wraps an arm around my waist to tug me onto his lap. I land with a thud and a squeak, but wiggle until I’m settled and lay my head on his shoulder.
    He chats with his brother, getting through the story using a hella-less amount of words than I would’ve used. I just relax against him, letting the vibrations and rumbles of his voice travel through me with every word he speaks.
    Then I get mad all over again.
    “ You’d think she’d know better.”
    I elbow him in the side and he grunts, making me feel a smidge better. If I could smack him in full view of the people at the airport, I would.
    He leans forward and places a soft kiss to my temple. “Yeah, our girl’s in need of a little release when we get there, I think.”
    Okay, anger gone, insert tingles in pink bits. Yay!
    I nuzzle his neck and he gives me a few more kisses, a squeeze to my hip and I feel the twitch of his cock beneath me.
    The announcement for boarding interrupts our snuggles, but at least I have a promise of more later.
    While he’s finishing his call with Dom, I grab my bag and our tickets and get in