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“I won’t ever recover from this conversation, will I?”
“How do you think I feel? I know he wants it, but whenever it gets close to that time, he pulls away.”
I frown.
“What? Like he has a headache?”
“Honestly? I think being the most popular guy in school is too much performance pressure…” snort.
“He always was a perfectionist.”
“Yeah he is.”
She smiles dreamily.
“Enough of that.” I smack her, and then grin.
“So, really what we need is a little Temptation Island thing going on when the guys get back up here, Make it so he can’t say no.”
“I’ve tried seducing him.”
She chews her thumbnail.
“Yeah, but have you used the secret Ryan weapon?”
“Are you seriously helping me fuck your brother right now?”
I cringe.
“Just don’t ever remind me of this conversation.
Now, here’s what we’re going to do…”
kak The boys come back to the lake house about an hour later.
I’m lounging on the couch in nothing but a towel wrapped around my body, reading Harry Potter.
“Woman! Make me”
Easton starts yelling and takes in the towel and my near nakedness.
“Your pussy.
Now.”
“Standing.”
Ryan sighs.
“Right behind you.”
“Then stand elsewhere,” Easton growls.
Ryan stomps off into his room with Sadie.
“Gonna take a shower before we eat.”
I grin and hold up my hand to keep Easton from pouncing.
“What?”
“In three, two, one…”
I count.
And then a door slams.
Moaning.
A lot of screaming.
“The hell is going on?”
Easton asks, trying to tug at my towel still.
I burst out laughing.
“Just helping out a friend…let’s just say Ryan has a very specific weakness…”
“For Sadie?”
“I walked in on him one time watching porn where the girl was tied to the bed, all four posts, and I was traumatized for life.
Just thought I’d keep them occupied while we…”
I stand and drop my towel.
“Play.”
“Fuck.
Yes.” Easton reaches for my boobs, his rough hands running across my nipples before lifting me against his wet board shorts.
I undo the ties in a vain attempt to shove them down his hips.
He growls against my mouth.
“Better idea.”
“Hmmm?”
He carries me toward the master bedroom, then the bathroom.
I assume we’re going to shower when he opens another door and takes me outside to a private rock shower near the waterfall.
“Wow!”
“Mmmmm.”
He sets me on my feet and kisses me hard.
“Was thinking the same thing..wow.”
I grin up at him,
“I needed this.”
“Me too.” He takes my mouth again, then turns on the shower, the water goes from cold to hot, but I barely notice as we kiss beneath the spray.
And I just know everythingis finally, FINALLY falling into place.
Easton
Damn it she feels so good.
I don’t deserve this fucking hot body.
I can’t kiss enough skin, my lips feel numb from trying to kiss her hard, from trying to bite her skin, to taste her and consume her, make her mine forever and ever.
My favorite parts of her are on display and every single inch of skin.
There’s a rock bench near the rock wall.
“Turn around and bend over.”
With a grin, she does just that, her wet hair slapping against her cheeks as she smiles and kisses me, then bends over.
Her hands placed firmly on the rock as I grip her hips from behind.
My dick is so hard it hurts.
Harper.
It’s only ever been Harper, the way my body responds is borderline embarrassing, but fuck I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I tease her pussy with my tip, rubbing it back and forth down the length of her lips.
Her body jolts back.
slap her on the ass.
“Patience.”
She lets out a moan.
“Seriously?” Islap her ass again, this time it leaves a red hand print.
Fuck, I like the way that looks, so I do it again and again until she’s moaning and writhing, arching back against me, like her body’s searching for my cock, but can’t find it.
I laugh.
“You desperate yet?”
“Easton!”
“That’s my name.”
I laugh harder, then give her my cock, but not all the way.
I enter about a half inch and stay there.
“Don’t move.”
She moans, her back arches.
“Why are you torturing me?”
“You torture me every day.”
I rub the places I slapped with my hands and look at us, semi connected, the way my cock pulses to be inside her so hard that I probably have no blood left in the rest of my body.
Water slams against us, just adding to the sensations around us.
I rub her ass, then lightly tap it again, moving my hand around her hips, but careful not to fully fuck her.
Inip her ear with my teeth and whisper,
“I’m going to fuck you, but first…I’m going to punish you.”
“I thought you just”
I lightly slap her pussy with my palm.
She squirms.
“Don’t move,”
I order.
She whimpers my name as I kiss down her neck and slap her pussy again.
She can’t help but move.
I can’t help but want more.
But I can’t last much longer.
She’s too beautiful.
Too perfect.
Too primed.
I thrust into her and groan at how tightly she holds me, every fucking time as I move, my body slamming against hers as she keeps her hands firmly against the rocks.
I know I won’t last.
Not after the teasing and torture or the fucking view of her bent over in front of me as I move within her body.
Her back arches again.
“Easton, that’s so good…deeper…harder.” (groan and dig my fingers into her hips, pulling her back against me so hard that I see stars.
Fuck, I know I’m going to come, I can’t last much longer.
I reach around and pinch her nipple with my fingers and suck on her neck, then whisper,
“Let go.”
She does exactly that.
Which is good, since I was holding on by a thread, as I release inside her, all over her, all over us, and wonder if I can just stay like that for the next hour until I’m hard and can do it all over again.
She slowly moves away from me and turns.
Face flush, body red with marks from my hands.
She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me.