“Lee!” My name comes out through her surprised laughter. “Put me down.”
She clutches the back of my shirt as I run my hand over her ass, squeezing it. “Tell me whether you wore panties.”
“Been thinking about it all night, haven’t you?” She yelps when I swat her ass hard enough to sting.
“That’s okay. I’ll see for myself.” She squirms in my arms while I open the small metal shed and duck down to carry her inside. There are no lights, only the thin moonlight shining in to outline a few lawn chairs and garden tools in the corner. An empty workbench runs along the wall.
“You aren’t going to be able to see anything in here,” she says as I place her on her feet.
I pull the shed door shut, plunging us into complete darkness. “All I need are my hands, sweetheart.” I pull her against me and her breath shudders when I brush my lips just under her ear. She melts in my arms, and I love that she reacts this way to my touch. I suck at her skin, kissing down her neck,and the little hum she lets out is only the beginning of the noises I want her to make for me.
Her hands delve into my hair, and she slips her tongue into my mouth. Fuck. When she reaches down to caress my hardening cock, I break the kiss and growl into her ear. “Do that again and I’m going to bend you over this workbench.”
“We aren’t having sex out here.”
There’s amusement in her voice, but her words aren’t very convincing, especially since she’s squeezing my ass and pressing her body to mine. She doesn’t object when I unfasten her pants. Smooth hot skin meets my fingertips as I slip my hand under her waistband.
“Disappointed?” she asks when I run my finger along the top of her panties.
“No. I’m looking forward to taking them off you later.” I back her up two steps until her ass touches the workbench. “Are you wet?” She doesn’t get a chance to answer before my fingers travel down to see for myself. Hot breath tickles my neck when my fingertip brushes her clit.
“You are. Look at you.” Her pussy clenches around my finger when I press it inside, and she moans, flexing her hips. “So worked up. Are you thinking about the last time my cock was inside you?”
“Lee, fuck,” she gasps as I finger her while rubbing her clit in steady circles.
“See what happens when you tease me?” I tug her pants down a little more, so my hand has enough room to move, then work two fingers in her and use my thumb on her clit.
“Oh, yes, right there.” The urgency and pleading in thoselow, breathy words tell me she’s already close. It doesn’t take long before her hands fly to my biceps, gripping them tightly.
I lean down to nip at her ear and lower my voice. “I’m going to make you come, and you’ll have to wear those wet panties until I take them off you to fuck you all night.”
The cry she lets out as she pulses around my fingers goes straight to my cock. It takes all my restraint not to turn her around and fuck her over this workbench. Instead, I kiss her again and tug her underwear back in place. I haven’t quite withdrawn my hand from her waistband when the door pops open and we’re hit with a blinding light. Trinity stands there with her mouth open, a flashlight in hand. “Shit, sorry!”
The bright light lowers, revealing my sister standing behind her. Silver curses and scrambles to fasten her pants. She wasn’t really exposed but it’s clear what we were doing.
“We were coming to help with the chairs,” Lacey explains. “Didn’t mean to…interrupt.” Oh, I’m never going to hear the end of this.
Silver lets out a small laugh, grabs a chair in each hand, and starts walking back to the party. Trinity glances at Lacey, then me, and quickly rushes to catch up with Silver.
They’re barely out of earshot when Lacey turns to me, raising her eyebrows. “You should’ve told me you’re seeing Silver! I wouldn’t have brought Trinity to meet you.”
“I’m not seeing her.”
Lacey grins, crossing her arms. “You stick your hand down everyone’s pants, then?” Without answering, I hold out a chair to her and tuck the other under my arm. My glare doesn’t discourage her from talking my ear off on the walkback. “Fine. Be a grouch. But I think it’s great. I like Silver. I should hang out with her more. Maybe she’d like to get together for margaritas sometime. And Calli can come too. Does she know you two are involved?”
“We aren’t involved.”
It’s like I’m talking to myself as she rattles on. “Of course she does. She’s Silver’s best friend. And you’re Arlow’s best friend. It’s so perfect!” she gushes.
“Are you done?” I ask, exasperated, as we exit the graveyard and head toward the others.
Lacey beams up at me. “We both know I’m not. But I’ll let it go for now. Just know that I’m so happy for you. Oh, it could be a double wedding.”
Good god.
Nick sees us walking up and rushes over to take the chair from her before she can start naming my future children. He’d better be good to her. Her rosy view of relationships sets a high bar for him, one I’m not sure any man could live up to, but he damn well better try.
Silver gives me a mischievous look from the opposite side of the bonfire as she takes a shot with Calli. All I want to do is drag her out of here now. One hour. I’m counting it down, then I’m going to finish what I started.
