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We snuck back into the house as quietly as possible. I fetched Sig a blanket and pillow and gave him a long kiss goodnight. I could easily have gone for round two, but instead, I forced myself upstairs to my room.

A few minutes after I’d settled into bed, I received a text from my father.

Dad: You left the light on in the shed.

CHAPTER 38

Sig

Track 38: “Sledgehammer” by Peter Gabriel

My eyes blinked open the following morning, and I woke to find Abby sitting across from me in the living room. “Well, hello there,” I said groggily.

She uncrossed her legs. “Hi.”

“Waiting for something?”

“For you to wake up. How did you sleep?”

“Amazingly well, after the workout you gave me last night.”

She climbed onto the couch and straddled me.

My dick immediately grew to full mast. “What are you doing?” I whispered. “What if your father comes down?”

“I just checked a couple of minutes ago. He was snoring. And the stairs are creaky. We’ll hear him.” She rubbed her pussy along my rigid dick.

“You know this is torture,” I rasped. “I’m suddenly in great need of a sledgehammer. We might have to go out to the shed.”

She stopped grinding, a guilty look on her face. “About that…”

“Don’t tell me you’re done letting me get you from behind,” I teased.

“Not at all. But I don’t think we can use the shed anymore.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Why is that?”

“He’s on to us.”

My eyes widened. “Your father?”

She nodded. “He texted last night that I’d left the light on in the shed. He must have gotten up to use the bathroom and noticed it from the window.”

Fuck.“Well, that’s just bloody great. It’ll be a miracle if he doesn’t kill me before the end of this trip.”

She shrugged. “What are you gonna do? Get his daughter pregnant?”

I pinched her playfully. “You’re lucky you already are, or I might have.”

After glancing toward the stairwell, I wrapped my hands around her bottom and pushed her down onto me for one shameless feel of her soft flesh over my starving dick.

That prompted her to begin grinding again.

“You definitely need to stop that if you don’t want me inside of you in two seconds,” I warned.

“What if I don’t want to stop?” she teased. “How quickly can you finish?”

A few seconds later, the sound of a door closing upstairs registered. Then footsteps. Given that I was currently hard as a rock, this was not good.

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