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I nod. “Cactus. It’s the safe word at the Feasts, so I won’t forget it or get confused.”
“So, cactus means stop?” Garrett confirms, and I nod.
“Yes, if I say cactus, then you must stop. No questions asked.”
He nods this time. “Ok, cactus it is.” He smirks. “Are you about to say cactus to my request?”
“No,” I grin, shaking my head. “I’ll concede and take my hair out for you.Master.”
He grins back as I start working on my hair, searching for the bobby pins holding the twists together.
The light in the tent is dim, the small torch lying on the floor of the tent only giving off a weak warm glow, creating a serene ambience.
Bobby pin after bobby pin, I tug free, putting them in a pile, until all that’s left is two hair ties which secure the piggy tails. Once I’ve pulled the hair ties free, I go to run my fingers through each side to comb out any lumps, but Garrett reaches out to stop me.
“Let me do that.”
My heart rate picks up again as I slowly drop my hands to my lap, reminding myself that I’m safe. This isn’t Brian. This isn’t Master Hill. This is Garrett Cole, and he would never do anything to hurt me.
My lids flutter closed the moment Garrett’s fingers brush through my tendrils. A shiver runs its way up my spine like sparks of electricity. It feels nice. Really nice. I’ll never admit this out loud, but I’ve missed this feeling. Having a man’s strong fingers stroke gently through my hair. Each brush of his nails against my scalp fills me with a sense of peace. A feeling of home.
“You’re stunning.”
Garrett’s whispered words draw my eyes open, and I’m met with his piercing icy-blue gaze.
“Thank you for sharing this with me.” His hand moves to cup my face, his thumb brushing over my top lip. “Now, be a good submissive and go to sleep.”
Fucking hell, it’s going to be a long night. Because Kitty just purred, and my mojo just jumped back under my skin.
12
Rhys
Everything I look at or think about turns into something sexual, so it’s safe to say that Kitty has reunited with my mojo in tow, and she’s ready to play. Eating the breakfast sausage turned into thinking about the smooth silk of a cock sliding between my lips. Wiping up sauce with my finger turned into thinking about licking it off Simon’s chest. Bending over to pick up a stick turned into thinking about bending over in front of a mirror for Ty to spank me. Watching Shaun eat cantaloupe with only his fingers and mouth turned into thinking about him eating me. Even the way Marcus slipped his fingers inside a cup as he washed it had me thinking about his fingers sinking deep inside my Kitty.
Needless to say, by the time breakfast is over and the boys move off to have a hit of cricket in the clearing, I’m a hot mess. My skin is flushed with need, and the friction of walking is doing all sorts of teasing to Kitty, so when Lexi announces that she’s going swimming, I decide to join her.
Now I’m not tooting my own horn or anything, but something has to be said for a girl’s confidence when I step out of my tent in my little red bikini and manage to stop the cricket game mid bowl. Simon’s fastball ends up smacking Jared in the shoulder, causing him to cry out in pain. Meanwhile, my guys pay him no attention, their heated stares following me as I make my way to Lexi, who has on her own cute floral two-piece.
“Damn, girl. You have them all drooling.” Lexi grins, her eyes flitting to Ayden, who only has eyes for her. So does Jared. Even though he’s clearly in pain, his eyes stay trained on Lex, a deep longing adding to the pained expression he wears.
“You can talk.” I fan myself. “I think I just turned full lesbo! You look hot, Lexi!”
Lexi throws her head back, laughing. “Stop it! You like pretty cocks too much. Remember?”
She has a point.
“I do love me a pretty cock.” I lick my lips as we ignore the drooling guys and make our way toward the bank of Ebony Falls. We aren’t the only campers up here this weekend. There’s a family of four who are currently paddling knee-high in the cool water, two young children squealing with joy as their dad splashes them, and another group of about eight, mostly guys with a couple of girls who look like they are in their mid-twenties. They’ve set themselves up on the far bank, which means they must have waded all their chairs and their eski across the water.
“Looks like you’re makingallthe guys drool today, Rhys.” Lexi giggles as the mid-twenties group of guys direct their attention to us, and the dad does a double-take.
“Girl, they are drooling over both of us. Wanna make out and give them a show?”
Another giggle bursts from Lexi’s lips, right as warm arms snake around my waist.
“I’d watch that show.” Shaun’s warm breath feathers over my ear before his lips kiss a trail down my neck. Just like a feline would, I automatically stretch my neck to the side and arch my back, pressing my arse back to feel Shaun’s solid length nudging forward.
“Don’t be gross, Bossi.” Lexi whines, turning in time to see Ayden charging for her. With a squeal, she drops her towel and sunscreen, trying to dart out of the way. She’s not fast enough to escape Ayden Mitchell, though, because a moment later, he has her lifted over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, while Lexi tries to use her hands to shield her arse as it’s barely contained in her swimmers.
