Page 100 of Sinners Reunion

“That was fast,” Cat mutters to Bennett.

I wave her off. “It’s not the gummy. I just keep picturing someone beating their dick to⁠—”

Another fit of giggles steals my voice.

Josie strolls toward me as I try to regain my composure. She bends near my ear. “We should get you back to the RV,” she whispers. “You’re kinda high, my guy.”

The rush of her warm breath sends prickles of excitement through my skin. Gooseflesh rises, and I damn near groan her fucking name. I pull her onto my lap, and she squeals.

Can she feel how hard I am for her? I grit my teeth and flex my cock.

Her eyes widen.

Oh, she feels it, all right.

“Bedtime for us,” Josie says.

“Gross,” Bennett groans.

Aven grimaces. “Agreed. It’s like picturing my da boning a college co-ed.”

“That gives me a story idea!” Quinn says.

But their voices are already fading as Josie drags me toward the RV. Also fading is my ability to follow a coherent thought. Perhaps I’m feeling the effects of that gummy after all.

She gets me safely inside, then helps me down to my boxer briefs. I lie back on the bed and enjoy the show as she sheds her shorts. She pulls her bra through her tank top. This is an excellent combo. Her nipples press against the fabric, and her sheer underwear leaves so little to my imagination. I float on a dreamy cloud of thoughtlessness, and I admire her body.

“My mouth is watering for you,” I say, but then I smack my lips. “On second thought, could you be a love and fetch me the bottled water? I fear I have a touch of cottonmouth.”

Sitting up on my elbows, I watch as her hips sway toward the mini fridge. I can’t help the growl that rolls out of me as she bends at the waist, then looks at me over her shoulder.

My sandpaper tongue scrapes over my lips. “You’re being a naughty little brat, aren’t you? Because you know exactly what you’re doing to me, bending over like that.”

She smirks at me, then bites that lip, and pre-cum dampens my abdomen. Maybe that’s where all the liquid in my body went—straight to my fucking cods to prepare the next load to fill her with.

“Are you sure that shit wasn’t laced with Viagra?” Josie asks as she eyes my cock straining against my underwear.

Maybe it is the gummy Bennett forced on me, but I’m feeling especially randy this evening. I’d grovel at her feet if she would just touch my cock right now.

No wonder Bennett and Cat fuck like rabbits. It’s this feel-good chemical.

She returns to the mattress and straddles my waist. I part my lips and tip back my head as she pours water into my mouth, stopping before she waterboards me. As I look up at her smiling down at me, caring for me in my vulnerable state, I’m overwhelmed by a need to be close to her in a way I’ve never been with anyone else before.

And I must be dying, because I don’t mean sexually.

“Would it be so bad?” I say, hoping she’ll read between the lines.

Would it be so bad to try? Could we come back to this if it didn’t work out?

But her eyebrows pull together, and she cocks her head. “What planet are you on, dude?”

I shake my head. Until I know how other things may play out, I can’t let on that I’ve fallen for her.

That I’ve started to consider something more.

That some feelings don’t fade with time; they grow and take root in the soul.

I stroke a strand of hair out of her face. “What do you say we see if I can come when I’m high?”