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Forty-Two
BROOKE
“Your ass is FREEZING!”
Devin hissed the words into my ear, maybe even loud enough to be picked up by the camera’s mic. But he was right. My backside was a block of ice against the warmth of his body, wrapped tightly around me from behind.
I apologized for the millionth time, even as I squirmed tighter against him. He felt amazingly good, even through all our layers. In time I began warming up all over. My body kept stealing the heat from his until we were both snuggled into a perfect nest of warmth, thermals, and the heat trapped by our sleeping bag cocoon.
“Camera’s still on, huh?” Devin murmured, jerking a chin toward the little green power light at the top of the tripod.
“Screw em’,” I yawned. “Anyone watching two people sleep on block of ice surrounded by snow should expect some cuddling.”
He nodded into my shoulder, pulling the sleeping bag even tighter. The two big hands resting over my stomach unclasped themselves, and I felt a palm sliding smoothly downward over my lower belly.
“What about this?” he whispered. “Should they expect this too?”
His hand moved even lower. There was a brief tug as he undid the drawstring of my sweatpants, and then his fingers pierced the rim of the thermals they’d given us for warmth.
I sighed dreamily as he began rubbing down there, moving in such incredibly slow circles it was almost like not moving at all. To the camera we were two spooning bodies, utterly motionless, maybe even slumbering. But down in the hidden warmth of our shared sleeping bags…
Devin’s fingers moved further south, slipping beneath the lace of my panties. I groaned softly at the feel of skin on skin. The pads of his fingertips were like fire against my flesh, and I’m sure they felt equally hot as he dipped them gently inside my molten pussy.
“OhGod…”
I shifted slightly, moving my body closer to his so he could penetrate me even more. I felt immeasurably good, squeezing my thighs together. Driving his middle three fingers deeper into my body as my breathing quickened and I gasped in delirium and pleasure.
“Think you can have an orgasm without making any noise?” he whispered into my ear.
“I can damn sure try,” I hissed over my shoulder. My eyes rolled back, even as my lids fluttered closed. My neck craned slowly backward, pinning my head against his shoulder. “Word of warning, though. If you make me come… I’m literally going to pass out.”
“Good, then at least one of us will sleep well,” he murmured, as his fingers got to work.
My ass gyrated slowly against my lover’s crotch as he slid his palm up and down, over and over the top of my heated mound. It was pure delirium. Sheer ecstasy. Totally unlike any pleasure I’d ever received, only because I was so far gone with exhaustion and lack of sleep.
“You feel sohot,” I heard him say. “So totally wet…”
His arm slid forward as he fingers plunged deeper inside, mastering me, taking me over and making me his. I would’ve given him anything he asked for. I would’ve thrown off the covers and the sleeping bags and mounted him right there in front of the camera, the film crews, the entire world.
That’s just how much I wanted and needed to come.
“Shhhh!” he whispered, as my whimpers got louder. “Don’t moan, don’t cry out.”
My lips moved to form words I could barely understand, much less say. “B—But I can’t help it,” I stammered. “I can’t—”
“Just relax,” Devin whispered, burying his face deeper into my neck. “andcome for me.”
I sighed again and spread wider, lending him full access to my body, my essence, and anything else he might’ve wanted. With the camera behind us, it might’ve looked like we were only cuddling. I didn’t care. At this point nothing else mattered but the exquisite pressure between my thighs, and the release of that pressure, through Devin’s magical fingers.
“I—I’m gonna…”
In the end I was moaning, mumbling, grinding back against him. Sliding in and out of the ecstasy of my rising orgasm, which exploded over me starting at Devin’s wonderfully-rotating fingers and rocketed rapturously upward, to crash over my endorphin-soaked brain.
I wanted to scream and arch my body into his, but with his arms and legs he held me locked tightly in position. It was all I could do not to thrash or cry out, as each successive wave of my slowly subsiding orgasm brought me that much closer to blessed, wonderful sleep.
