" God, you feel so fucking good,” Trevor groaned, making his wife moan while the sounds of Haley whimpering echoed throughout his room accompanied by the sounds of a bed hitting one of the bedroom walls while Reese laid there, staring up at the ceiling as he tried to block out the sounds of his cousins trying to make their wives scream for the third time that night. "

― R.L. Mathewson , Delectable (Neighbor from Hell, #9)