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A laugh bubbles up my throat and bursts free as I take in Simon’s serious face.
“What? I’ll do anything for you.” He admits, and I shake my head, giggling.
“You’re the best, Sy. If I ever want someone to piss on me, I’ll ask you first.”
He beams. “Deal.”
20
Rhys
Heaven. I’m in it, and I never want to leave. Heaven being Garrett’s arms, oh and Simon’s little spoon. I’m hot and sweaty, but I don’t care. Being held like this in sleep is quickly becoming an addiction. These guys are quickly becoming an addiction. An addiction I don’t think I’ll ever be able to give up.
“You awake beautiful?”
I feel like I’m Lexi West. All blushy and shit. Jesus, these guys are turning me into a chick from a Christmas Romance, swooning over her lover.
Do I care?
Hell to the no!
I shift off Garrett’s bare chest onto his shoulder so I can peer up to his face.
“I’m awake.” I grin, and he returns it, his icy-blues half-lidded from sleep.
Fuck, that’s sexy. I can’t wait to see what he looks like after sex.
“Did you sleep ok?” He asks, brushing some of my long dark strands off my face.
“Yeah. Best night's sleep I’ve had in ages.”
It’s true too. Once Marcus and Garrett returned from wherever they ran off to, we all settled in, and it felt normal. It felt right. I’m pretty sure I fell asleep smiling.
“That’s good.” Garrett’s eyes follow his hand, which is now travelling down my arm in a gentle stroke.
“Gaz? You know that stuff you told me about having a relationship without sex? I think I understand it now.” I bite my lip as I gear up to put a voice to my thoughts. “The way I feel. It’s an addiction. A craving. A longing. The thought of not having you in my life, of not having Marcus or Simon or Shaun or Ty. It feels like it would literally kill me not to have you all. I need sex, sure, but I needyoumore. I needthemmore. Knowing that scares the shit outta me. I’ll never survive it if any of you guys leave me. I just know it.”
Garrett studies me for a long, tense moment. Have I said too much? Did that sound too clingy? My self-doubt comes to a crashing halt a moment later when Garrett leans down and presses his lips to mine. I ignore the fact that Simon is wrapped around me from behind and reach forward, clasping Garrett’s curls, desperate to have him closer. He’s just as desperate, his large, strong hands pulling at me like he can’t get close enough, and it’s not until Simon chuckles that our frantic kissing eases before we pull apart.
“Sorry. I-ah… Got a little carried away.” He doesn’t look sorry with the grin he’s wearing and his wild blue eyes.
“You don’t have to stop on my account.” Simon’s head appears at my shoulder before wet lips slap on my cheek.
“I agree with Sy. You don’t have to stop.” Shooting Garrett a wicked grin, I trail my fingers over the firm ridges of his six-pack, trailing closer to the band of his shorts.
“Stop it.” He grins, snatching hold of my hand and shifting it higher. “Now isn’tourtime.”
“When is our time gonna be? How long are you gonna leave a girl hanging?” I whine like a little bitch before I feel a hand snake around my waist, gliding up to cup my breast.
“I’ll look after you, Cherry,” Simon whispers against my ear before taking my lobe in his mouth.
It feels nice. Really nice.
“No time for that. We have to pack up camp before the olds get here.” Marcus sits up, slapping Simon over the head with his pillow.
“Cock-block.” I frown, eyeing Marcus over my head, but the fucker doesn’t care. He grins and winks before moving to the zip to open the tent.
“Later,” Simon whispers in my ear again, and I crane my neck to give him a kiss. It’s short but hot enough to make Kitty protest when he rolls away from me to get up.
