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They both opened their doors and got in.
“Well, how do you know we haven’t already slept together?”
They both stopped and got back out, and I knew I was fucked.
Trevor took a step closer, making me take two steps back. “Have you? Have you slept with my baby sister?”
“No!” I shouted. “And fuck, even if I did, do you think I’m going to tell you now?”
He pointed to me. “It don’t matter if you don’t sleep with her until your wedding night. Your ass is still getting kicked.”
I felt the goofy ass smile hit my face. “You think she’d marry me?”
A look of horror washed over my best friend’s face. “W-what?”
“You just said our wedding night. You see us getting married someday?”
Trevor stumbled over his words. “I mean, I guess I could see it. Hell, I don’t know. We’re late!”
He spun on his heels and jumped into the truck. I climbed into the back seat, and Steed turned to face me. “Well played, my friend. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone get Trevor to stumble on his own damn words.”
Trevor hit the gas and took off toward the main barn. “Fuck you, Steed. And fuck you, too, Wade!”
Steed and I chuckled as Trevor turned on the radio, drowning us both out.
I stepped onto the porch of the cabin and peeked through the window. Amelia was sitting there, pen tapping against those beautiful lips. I knocked on the window, causing her to jump and look. A huge smile spread over her face as she quickly rushed to the door.
“Hey! What are you doing here?”
Before she could say another word, I pulled her to me and pressed my lips to hers. Amelia let out a moan and wrapped her arms around me. We were soon lost in the kiss and before I knew it, her legs were around my waist, and I was carrying her to the table.
“Wade,” she panted, her hands slipping under my T-shirt. “I’m so horny.”
Smiling, I worked my hand under her bra, pinching her nipple and bringing out a nice, long moan.
“You been writing naughty things, Ms. Adams?”
Her eyes caught mine. “Want to help me with a scene?”
Swallowing hard, I reached down to adjust my dick. “Hell yeah, I do.”
Her tongue moved slowly across her lips. “I need to see a man’s reaction to his girlfriend getting off in front of him.”
“Jesus Christ. Are you trying to kill me?”
She slowly nodded while placing her hands on my chest. Giving me a push back, she slid off the table.
“Sit in that chair, cowboy.”
I did as she asked.
Amelia moved to the sofa and pulled up the dress she was wearing to reveal a pair of blue lace panties. She slipped them off and dropped them onto the floor. My heart was going to fucking beat right out of my chest.
She sat down. “What should I do now, Wade? What would my hero want me to write?”
Where in the fuck is my voice?
“He’d, um…” I laughed. “Do you really want me to tell you what I’m wanting, Amelia? Cause I’ll be honest with you. It’s dirty as hell.”
Her face turned red, and she nodded. “Tell me, Wade.”
I took my cowboy hat off and set it on the floor. I couldn’t believe I was going to do it, but if it was inspiration for her book, I’d gladly be tribute.
“Spread your legs so I can see your pussy.”
She gasped at my use of the word pussy. By the way she licked her lips, I could tell she liked it.
“Like this?” she asked, slowly spreading her legs open.
“Yes.”
Her finger went to her mouth as she gently bit down. “Now what?”
My dick was angry, pressed tightly against the fabric of my jeans, demanding to be let out.
“Slip your fingers inside. Work yourself.”
Her chest rose and fell as she trailed her fingers up her thigh and slowly pushed them into her pussy. A hiss followed a moan.
“Jesus Christ,” I whispered.
“Now what, Wade?” she asked as her voice turned heavy.
“Make yourself come.”
She smiled. “Do you like watching me?”
I laughed. “If you could see how fucking hard my dick was you wouldn’t need to ask.”
“Take it out. Tit for tat, Mr. Adams.”
Standing, I unzipped my pants and dropped them, allowing my dick to come out and play. Sitting, I slowly stroked my cock as I watched her move her fingers in and out of her wet pussy.
“Mmm, you are hard.”
“If you’re trying to test my willpower again, you’re doing a hell of a job,” I said, moving my hand slowly up and down my shaft.
“What do you want me to do now, cowboy?”
My mouth was getting dry. “Go faster. Touch your breasts.”
Her smile grew bigger, and she increased her speed with one hand as she grabbed her tits with the other. Her head dropped back against the sofa, and she started groaning.
