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Sem tries to wrench me off of him, but I just tighten my grip.
“Don’t sound like you hated it. You were begging for it.”
I bite down on his neck roughly, and Sem arches his hips, trying to buck me off.
“You’re going to have to wear me now,” I tease. “You’ll never get rid of me.”
Sem bucks again and then rolls over, so I’m trapped underneath him. My cock twitches against his, and he huffs in annoyance.
“Get off, Maggie,” he mutters.
“Nope. You made your bed. You’ve gotta lie in it now, motherfucker.”
Sem chuckles at my obstinate tone and rolls onto his back again, and I just stick to him.
“You’re obnoxious. Stop sucking on my neck.”
My lips move from his skin with a pop. “You love it, you horny bastard,” I say and then hold on tighter when he stands up, those thick legs pulling us both up easily.
Sem meanders to the small kitchen and opens the fridge, pulling out a beer.
“I could do this all day,” he says, popping the cap off. It clinks onto the counter, and he leans against the wall, resting his head against the cabinets and taking a long swig. I climb up him a few more inches and lock my ankles together behind him.
My stomach grumbles, and Sem eyes me.
“If you get off of me, we could get dressed and go eat.”
I debate the merits of that. I really do, but I ultimately decide to stay right where I am.
“Make me.”
He takes another long swig of his beer and then pushes off the wall.
“Might as well shower then,” he says and walks us into the bathroom, which is actually a decent size for an RV.
As he turns on the water, I say, “You know I hated camping when I was a kid. My dad put me in Boy Scouts. Can you imagine?Me. In Boy Scouts. Camping in tents. Digging holes to poop in. The only good thing about it was all the other boys. That’s when I knew for sure I was gay. Guess it backfired on my dad a little.”
Sem smirks as he tests the water before stepping inside with me still clinging to him.
“Anyways, my point is, I could totally camp in this. I mean, this is like glamping. There’s running water. And a fridge and a toilet. This is amazing,” I say as Sem unhooks the showerhead and runs it over my head. Water slips between us, and then he moves it over his head until we’re drenched.
“You’re going to eventually slip off of me,” he says, and I shake my head as he grabs a bar of soap and rubs it over my back and ass. He spends a little too much time on my hole, and I retaliate by giving him another hickey.
A familiar smell permeates the air, and I look down at the soap in his hand.
“Is that my soap?
Sem blushes, and he shrugs. “Smells like you. I like it.”
Oh, my heart.
“Lean back a little,” he grumbles, trying to change the subject, and I let him. I press my back against the wall so he can wash my chest. And he spends a lot of time there, too, tracing my belly button and rubbing his thumbs over my nipples.
My spent cock twitches between us, and I can tell he notices because he smirks.
“Not a word, Sem. Now give me the soap. It’s my turn,” I say and swipe the bar of soap from him and run it over his broad chest. His eyes watch my hands move over his abs and pecs, and then he grabs the shower head and rinses us off.
My fingers lock behind his neck as he moves out of the shower and when he reaches for a towel, I unhook my ankles from around his waist and slide my feet to the floor.
