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“Too long for what?” he asked.

Betty chuckled and linked her arm with his. “For all the good food. Have you ever shopped for Thanksgiving?”

“No, can’t say I have.”

“Oh, you poor man. Don’t worry, it is nothing to stress about. I will help you.” She winked at him, but he was starting to feel a little uneasy as the evening progressed.

It turned out to actually be quieter outside than it was indoors. Inside the grocery store was chaos. Grim didn’t like it. Kids were running around, people were yelling at each other. Others had stopped to simply have a chat in a narrow aisle as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Grim held onto his cart as Betty guided them through the store. He didn’t take much of anything in, and Betty didn’t even bother to pick up the turkeys. He did attempt to argue with her that they needed turkeys, to which she reminded him she already had them completely prepared.

They had to wait in line to check out, and more kids were screaming and laughing. Some were crying, others he saw were yelling at their parents as they wanted a toy or a treat. Finally, they got to the register and were dealt with quickly. The men and women behind the register looked exhausted. The parking lot, if it was even possible, was even busier now than when they arrived.

They filled up the car with all the grocery bags, and seeing as it was now busier, Betty had to wait off to the side as he reversed the car out of the parking space. The moment the passenger side was clear enough for her to enter, she climbed into the front seat.

“It’s freezing out there,” she said, warming up her hands.

He turned up the heater, and then traveled slowly to get them home, as it was getting cold really fast, and he started to feel the ice under his car. Once they pulled up, they worked together, because even though Bettina was there, she was not interested in helping them.

He didn’t like Bettina, couldn’t stand the evil witch, and he wanted her out of Betty and Martha’s lives, sooner rather than later.

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Betty laughed as Grim pulled her into his arms. They were not at her aunt’s home, and instead were at the clubhouse.

After putting away all the groceries, she didn’t know what conversation her mother and Grim had, but he told her they were going to the clubhouse. No reason, no explanation. That was what they were doing, not that she had a problem with that. She was actually quite happy about it, as she didn’t want to spend more time with her mother than she had to. This was a relief to her.

They had gotten through the clubhouse without being stopped, and had been in his bedroom all night. It was now morning, and Betty snuggled against him. She felt the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against the base of her back, and she couldn’t help but moan. They were both naked, and the truth was, she didn’t want to be anywhere else but in his bed.

“Is it already morning?” he asked.

She sighed. “It’s a little after six.”

He groaned. “That is not the morning. That is sick and twisted and no one should be awake at this time.”

“I’m going to need to go home and get started on Thanksgiving.”

“Why? It’s in two days.”

“And I’ve got stuff I need to do.” She let out a moan as he held her tightly, and then his hand moved down to touch her between her thighs.

She sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, and he kissed her shoulder, then bit down. His fingers worked between her slit, and she cried out at the instant hit of pleasure he evoked within her body. It felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop. And he moved from her clit down toward her entrance, where he added a single finger.

“You’re so wet for me, baby,” he said.

He added a second finger, and she couldn’t help but rock against his hand. She didn’t want him to stop. The pleasure was instant, and any thoughts of cooking and Thanksgiving preparations left her mind.

He pulled his fingers from her pussy and started to work them against her clit, using both to massage her nub. She closed her eyes, but then Grim pulled her onto her back, and he took possession of her mouth. She moaned his name, and he started to kiss down her body, going to each nipple, before moving toward her pussy.

It was like he loved to do this to her, and she was more than happy to let him as he worked his mouth over her pussy. He took her clit between his teeth, and she knew he showed a great deal of restraint as he held himself back, but then he soothed any possible pain with his tongue.

She was on fire with need. The pleasure was instant and intense. And she knew it wouldn’t be long before he threw her over the edge. Grim knew what he was doing, and he knew exactly how to kiss and lick her body to get the response he wanted.

He moved up her body, and she expected him to make love to her, only he grabbed her hips and flipped her over so she was on her stomach. Within seconds, she was on her knees, and he spread the cheeks of her ass.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said.

He brought his hand back and gave her ass a quick slap, making her jolt. She looked over her shoulder, but immediately looked forward as she felt him start to press inside her. Inch by inch, he filled her up, and she moaned his name, not wanting him to stop.