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“Can’t sleep?” she whispers softly.
I shake my head.
“Are you staying up waiting for us to go to sleep so you can make a run for it again?”
Now it’s her turn to shake her head. “I gave you my word, and I’m not about to break a promise.”
“I’m sorry about earlier.”
She gives me a lopsided smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “It’s all right. No need to apologize.”
“Let me make it up to you,” I offer, scooting a little closer to her.
Nat draws her eyebrows together before mouthing the word “Now?”
Lifting my hand, I place my index finger in front of my lips, making a hush sound. I let my other hand drop below Natalie’s blanket to find her leg. Grabbing the back of her thigh, I drape it over mine.
She lets out a little gasp, but doesn’t make a move to stop me or pull her leg back. I take the small grin on her lips as an invitation.
Dallas is still snoring up a storm while I drag my fingertips over her thigh until I make it to the edge of her panties. Sliding the thin fabric to the side, I run two fingers through her surprisingly wet folds. I know Nat gets waxed regularly, so I’m not surprised at her bare pussy.
She closes her eyes and sucks her bottom lip between her teeth as I draw small circles over her clit. I continue putting pressure on the small bundle of nerves until Nat’s breathing changes and her pussy gets even wetter.
Her smooth skin meets my rough palm, and my cock is hard enough to break through ice.
Having Dallas in the same bed with us only seems to add to the allure of the situation. Her thighs quiver against my legs, and her breathing becomes erratic. She grabs my wrist, moving my hand how she wants it until she throws her head back. With a soft moan, she falls apart on my fingers.
One final shudder runs through her body, and I know she’s coming down from her high. When I pull my hand from her panties, her eyes flutter open. She has a beautiful smile on her face that makes my chest expand with pride.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she whispers.
“I can.” Bringing my hand up to her mouth, I hold my fingers to her slightly parted lips. “Taste yourself,” I order.
Natalie’s eyes flare with newfound lust as she takes my soaked fingers into her mouth. She closes her lips, sucking the wetness off my fingers while lapping her tongue around them. Once they’re all clean, I pull my fingers from her hot mouth.
“I think I can go to sleep now,” she tells me with a yawn. “Goodnight.” She closes her eyes, and the room goes eerily silent, too quiet.
I notice Dallas is not snoring anymore, and I wonder if he’s awake. I can’t help but smile mischievously at the thought. I’m going to rub this in his face tomorrow either way. He’s going to be so mad, and I am going to love every second of it, just like I loved every second of making Natalie come.
8
DALLAS
Ican’t believe he fingerfucked Nat while I was sleeping next to them. That bastard.
When her soft moans woke me up, I figured she was just dreaming. But their little conversation after made it very clear what they did.
The sun has just come up when I open the front door and walk out into the frost covered yard. The icy grass crunches under my boots as I make my way to the car. I unlock the door and grab the bag of breakfast items I picked up yesterday.
When I get back into the cabin, Natalie is standing in the middle of the living room. “I was wondering where you went,” she announces.
Now she’s wondering what I’m doing.
I let my gaze shamelessly wander down her half-dressed body.
“See something you like?” She flirts, grabbing the hem of her shirt. She rides it up her thigh until I get a glimpse of her pink panties.
“I do, but unlike you, I’d prefer not to have an audience, and Griffin could walk in here any moment.”
Her cheeks actually turn a shade of pink. Her embarrassment surprises me.
“I didn’t know you were awake.”
I can’t help but laugh. “So that makes it better?”
“Of course it does. I didn’t think you would’ve noticed.”
“You didn’t think I would have noticed somebody coming while getting finger-fucked in the bed next to me?”
Her embarrassment is completely gone now and has been replaced with hearty laughter. She throws her head back and wraps her arms around her torso as to rein in the laughs from her chest.
Shaking my head, I set the bags of groceries on the kitchen table and pull out the assortment of pastries.
“Oooh, bear claws, my favorite.” Opening the plastic box, she grabs one of the sugary pastries, taking a big bite off the corner.
