He was much slower to answer this time. Eventually though, he nodded.
“Good, that’s all I need to hear.”
He yawned, and the way his body moved beneath me was so sexy I could barely stand it. I wanted to kiss him until he couldn’t take it anymore, then climb on top and finish him off again. But he was tired. The past few nights, he’d been up late.
Instead, I bounced from the bed and began looking for my clothes. Not that I’d come in here with very many clothes to begin with.
“We’ll talk more in the morning,” I said sweetly, kissing him one last time. “You sleep.”
“Sleep…” he murmured drowsily.
I slipped from his bedroom and into the hallway, leaving the sex-infused air behind. I still had sex on the brain though. And with a million and one things to plan, sex on the brain could really get in the way.
I looked left, and then right. I supposed I could slip into Sawyer’s room; and wake him up with my mouth. He’d let me ride him until I was finished, like he did last time. Or I could climb into Bodie’s bed and push my panties into his mouth, while whispering dirty things into his ear. That worked last time, too.
I paused, realizing I was hornier than I thought. Greedier than I thought.
And a greedy girl would wake them up and doboth.
~ 31 ~
SAWYER
“Well, would you look at that,” chuckled Carter. “He lives.”
It was already dark by the time I got to The Refuge, and that was unusual. Then again I’d had an unusual day, hijacked by a wide variety of errands; almost all of which had been given to me by Hayden.
Of course, it also didn’t help that I hadn’t left her bed until just before noon.
Last night had been pretty fucking wild. It started around one in the morning, when Hayden sexted me a photo of herself lying in bed, legs open, one hand resting between her thighs. I could only see two of her four fingers. It didn’t take long to realize where the other two were.
By the time I’d stepped into the hallway, Bodie was already there. He held up his phone.
“You too?” he’d asked groggily.
The photos she’d sent him were closer up shots. As such, they left even less to the imagination.
“Wasn’t sleeping anyway,” he’d shrugged. “Let’s go.”
Together we’d entered the bedroom, and already it smelled like sex. Soft moans and dim lighting led us to her gloriously naked form, still writhing from her latest climax. As itturned out, Hayden had started without us. She was way ahead of us in the orgasm department.
Her lips were wet, her eyes glazed with lust. The expression on her perfect face was pleading, as her long hair spilled out over the pillows beneath her.
“Use me,” she whispered, breathlessly.
From there, it was a desperate two-man race for the drawstring on our sleep shorts. I was the lucky winner of that little contest, but just by the look in Hayden’s bedroom eyes I should’ve realized how worked up she was. If I had, I would’ve known that last night was going to be a marathon, and not a sprint.
“Beer me?”
I hopped into my seat, and Carter slid me a cold one. I could tell right away that something was amiss.
“Alright, what is it?”
He held up a finger as he turned away to help someone else at the opposite end of the bar. I looked to Grizz, wild-eyed and wild-haired. Hunched over his eternal beer, he only shrugged.
“I already asked him who farted in his elevator,” Grizz croaked. “He came in here like that.”
Left alone with my thoughts, my mind invariably drifted back to last night. We’d spenthoursusing Hayden; kissing her, touching her, making her feel absolutely amazing. Bodie and I took turns between those tan, supple thighs, making love to her slowly and deliberately through the silent darkness. We also alternated holding our hands over her mouth as she arched herback and climaxed around us, again and again, before finally filling her, from both ends.
