by Reese Rivers
“I think you’re drowning those flowers, Kells.”
The water gun clicks off and I turn slowly on one foot to glare daggers at Linc. That’s just fucking great. Here he is with his gleaming, sun-kissed chest, abs, and muscle-filled arms looking like a motherfucking god - to tell me how to water my own damn flowers! Without even thinking about it, I squeeze the trigger and blast him with a spray of water, right in the middle of his broad, lickable chest. When I click it off again his eyes are wide with surprise and he looks at me like he can’t believe I just did that. I purse my lips and narrow my eyes at him.
“So sorry, you looked a little hot there,” I tell him with a bucket-load of sarcasm.
He drops his chin and tilts his head to the side so I can see him clench his jaw and then he shakes his whole body, sending droplets of water everywhere. When he lifts his head, the look in his eyes has me stepping back and biting my lip. He tosses both hands through his hair to slick it back and then he’s stalking toward me.
“I tried, Kells. I really did. I backed off, we all backed off to give you space so you could make up your mind. So, we wouldn’t rush you. But here you are wearing next to nothing, with all that skin and all that hair and I just can’t. I’m only human. Every man has his breaking point and you just pushed me over the edge of mine. I’m going to take you inside, strip you bare, spread you out on the bed, and taste every sweet inch of you until you moan my name and beg me to make you come. What do you say to that?”
My mouth is hanging open and my eyes are pinned wide as I drop the hose and whisper, “Thank you, Jesus.”
He lunges at me and I’m up and tossed over his shoulder causing me to squeal out a laugh but it switches to a moan when he spanks my ass and it goes straight to my core, sending wet heat to my pussy.
“That’s for torturing us by wearing that tiny, sinful little outfit.” He tells me while rubbing the sting away. I just moan again when his big fingers rub a little too close to the pulsing need between my legs. His steps falter for half a beat and then he’s double-timing it to our camper and pounding up the stairs, kicking my bedroom door open and laying me gently across the bed. He stands there flaying me with his hot eyes and then his hands are sliding up my bare thighs with his thumbs brushing over my mound until he hooks the band of my shorts and pulls them off of me. He leans back again and stares down at me, his tongue darts out to swipe over his lip as his eyes focus on my bare mound, sending a throb of need straight to my clit. Thank you, maintenance spa day! Linc lets out a harsh breath and then those big hands are sweeping up my body again until he reaches the bandeau wrapped around my breasts, hooks his thumbs under it, and slides it right up and over my head, flinging it aside. Every inch of me is straining, crying out to be touched as he stands there, looking over my body like he is trying to memorize every curve. He slowly shakes his head as his eyes meet mine.
“You fucking slay me, Kelsey.”
Finally, his mouth comes down on my skin. He lifts and bends my knee and runs hot wet kisses and licks up the inside of my thigh until he reaches my center. A hot wet kiss burns against my lower lips and then he’s moving higher but only until I cry out in need and then he stills and goes back down.
“Fuck, I can’t wait. I need to taste you.”
He breathes out against my skin and then his hot tongue is parting me with a long, deep stroke - sending my back arching off the bed as my fingers thread into his hair and clutch. He tastes every soft, sensitive fold of me with long sweeping licks and I’m rocking against his mouth. Searching for more, searching for everything.
When his tongue probes my opening, I thrust my hips up - wanting him to fill me so badly that I cry out for more as his tongue slides in and out of me. He pulls his mouth back and one thick finger takes the place of his tongue, stretching my pussy as it slides into me. My slick cunt is still begging for more and as if he can read my mind he adds another finger, stretching me further and thrusting as his lips close over my clit and he sucks. It’s been so long, so fucking long since I’ve been touched this way and the sounds coming out of me could be from a wild animal as he curls his fingers and scrapes against the tender walls of my channel - hitting that perfect spot with every thrust of his fingers. The tip of his tongue draws circles around my swollen clit and then hits it with a hard flick, sending me halfway off of the bed as stars explode and wave after wave of pleasure rocks through me, my walls clenching around his fingers. He licks me through the waves and when I fall back to the bed and my hands fall from his hair, he pulls his fingers out of me slowly.
I can barely breathe as the aftershocks rock through me and my pussy clenches on emptiness. I need more, so much more. My hands find his shoulders and slide over them feeling every hard ridge.
“Linc, please. I need to touch you.” I tell him in a breathy voice filled with want.
He lifts off of me but only for the briefest moment to slide his shorts off over his hips and then his body is sliding up mine and my hands are running over all those delicious bulges and ridges that I’ve been staring at for days. His mouth hits mine and our tongues mate as my fingers run over the ripples in his broad back and slide to his hips. I can feel his hardness pressed against my leg but I want to feel him in my hand so I nudge him over onto his side. My fingers find him, wrap around his thick width and slide that hot, velvety-smooth skin down his shaft - making him groan. God, the weight of it, the length of it feels perfect under my fingers but then he’s capturing my wrist and pulling me away from him so he can position himself between my legs and I’m gasping, pleading, “Yes!”
His hot, intense eyes never leave mine as he slowly pushes into my wet heat inch by inch and my eyelids flutter half-closed at the thrilling stretch of my walls until I’m gripping him completely and he stills.
“Fuck, Kells. You’re so goddamn tight.” He growls out as he holds his body still above me.
The ache of him filling me, stretching me, feels so damn good but I want so much more. My body moves on its own and my hips roll up, causing him to groan. My nails dig into his back and I arch up again, begging him with my body to move, move, move and a small whine of need slips out of my parted lips. His will to go slow breaks at the sound and he pulls back, almost all the way out, and then thrusts deep. My legs wrap around him and I lift my hips to match every thrust.
“Linc … oh God … yes … don’t stop!” Tumbles from my lips as I gasp out the pleasure he’s filling my whole body with. It’s been so long, so fucking long. His large, strong fingers dig deeper into my hips and lift me to a different angle as his pace increases and his throbbing shaft hits that magic spot inside of me with every stroke. The thrill of the first flutters fill my core as the orgasm builds and I feel myself tightening around him, causing the sexiest growls to fall from his lips that only speeds up my pleasure. The whole camper sways and rocks as I thrust up my hips to meet his every stroke and when he lifts me higher and drops his hot mouth to capture one of my aching nipples in a hard suck and then flick of his tongue, my whole world detonates and my walls clamp down on his cock, squeezing and milking him through one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Linc’s response matches mine as he roars his pleasure and I feel his hot seed fill me deep inside.
He holds me crushed to his chest as we come down and work on getting our breathing under control. When he finally lays me back down on the mattress his hand comes up and brushes back the hair from my face. I’m still stunned and overwhelmed by what just happened but the emotions swirling through me match what I see in his eyes.
“Linc … ” I breathe out not even knowing how to explain what I’m feeling but he just gives the tiniest shake of his head and slides his thumb over my lips.
“You’re so beautiful. So … everything, Kells. I never dreamed … even before, I never thought I would find someone like you. You’re everything I could ever hope to find in a woman.”
He stares at me intently before capturing my lips in a slow, deep kiss filled with so much meaning that
my heart races even as it aches for the love his kiss promises. When he slides his lips away from mine and looks down at me again I have to blink back unexpected tears that prick at my eyes.
“I know this is fast, all of it, all of us - but in one short week, hell, in one day, you captured me, us. Your strength, kindness, your beauty, your adorable quirkiness. God, you’re the total package, Kelsey. I’m so, so very happy we climbed your fence and you let us into your life.”
I just fucking melt. I’m a puddle of feels. All the feels that I have to sort and slot into place to make this crazy fit into my own. I thread my fingers back into his hair and just stare into those deep green eyes that are promising me the world as I try and find the right words but before I can come up with them I feel his cock begin to harden inside me again, sending a tremor through my greedy pussy as it purrs, “More, please.” My channel flexes around him and a sexy, smug smile spreads as his eyes heat up. Without warning, he rolls us so his back is against the mattress and I’m straddling him. My body takes over as I sit up and roll my hips as my hands map his strong, ridged chest and abdomen. My head tips back as I start riding him in earnest but voices come through the thin bedroom door and I freeze even as he lifts his hips to thrust deeper.
“No, baby. Don’t stop.” His rough, plea-filled voice rasps out. “Let them hear your pleasure. Let them dream of making you come like this.” He begs me as his fingers find my slick, tight clit and begins to tease, sending hot sparks through me. I can feel the hot flush rising in my chest and face even as my hips rock and roll against his hardness as my next orgasm builds. Everything fades away as I ride him, taking him as deep as I can, chasing the next wave. My head falls back and a loud moan of pleasure fills the air. Somewhere in the back of my desire-soaked mind, I know the others can hear me. One part of me is embarrassed but the awakened sex siren in me revels in it. They told me I could have them all, that I didn’t have to choose. Knowing that they’re all listening to me as the wave crashes over and I scream my satisfaction just amplifies it and sends my orgasm higher than the last two.
I crash down onto his chest, all strength drained from my limbs. His lips latch back onto mine and his tongue soothes me even as his hips begin to piston up against me, fucking me hard and fast. I’m surrounded by a glow of pleasure as his hard, fast thrusts build on the orgasm I just had, sending constant aftershocks through me. My pussy squeezes his cock again and again until his movements become frantic and with a bellow, he slams one final time into my body, filling me with his heat once again.
Kelsey
Iwake with a smile on my face and stretch, feeling a delicious soreness in my body and in between my legs. I roll my head on the pillow and see that I’m alone but that’s ok, I just want to lay here for a few minutes and savor how I’m feeling. Three … three orgasms with the last one going on and on so four? Five? I laugh out loud and slam a pillow over my face to muffle the gleeful squeal I’m letting loose. Oh My God! I can’t believe that just happened. I have never and I mean NEVER - had more than one with a guy before. Linc just destroyed me in the best possible way. Seriously, holy fuck!
I just lay there with the biggest shit-eating grin on my face until I remember that the others came into the camper during the last one and I was … loud, like scream to the heavens loud. I groan even as I grin because … three motherfucking times I came.
I don’t even care how incredibly awkward it’s going to be when I leave this room and have to face Devin, Oliver, and Grayson. I’m sure my crazy will flood back into my brain, but right now? I thrust a hand up in front of my face and flick each finger into the air like I’m counting into a song. One … two … three! And the crowd goes wild. I roll over and bury my face into the comforter and take a deep breath that fills my senses with Linc. Holy hell, that body of his, that cock? Mmmmmm … I already want it again. I want my mouth on him. I want to taste him, feel the heat of him and hear his sexy growl when I slide my lips over his throbbing cock and take him into my mouth. A flare of heat flashes in my pussy and I laugh again into the blanket at the sex addict he’s turned me into.
I lay there for a few more minutes and realize that the camper is quiet and still. No one is inside right now. I roll myself off the bed and sway a little on my wobbly legs, snatch my robe, and dash into the bathroom. Never once does the grin leave my face the whole time I’m in the shower. As I wash and rinse I work out how I’m going to play this with the others. I’ll be cool, right? This doesn’t need to be a whole thing. People have sex, it’s natural. I don’t need to be all crazy Kelsey and act like a fool about it, right? Right! I got this, no big deal, just another day … three fucking orgasm day … but same, same. I’m going to own it. I’m a badass woman that gets shit done so yeah, all good.
By the time I’ve dressed, this time in a pair of cut-offs and t-shirt and thrown my wet hair into a ponytail, I’ve convinced myself that I am woman and they already heard me roar so deal with it, boys. I square my shoulders, take a deep breath, here I go! With a bland, pleasant little smile on my face, I throw open my door and march down the steps. I glance out the window and see all of them hanging out on the patio couches with Dev standing behind Oliver with … and then I’m throwing the door open and screaming like a lunatic.
“Don’t you fucking dare, Dev!”
He freezes in place as all eyes turn my way.
“Drop those shears and step away from the hair or I swear to god, I will shave half your head in your sleep!” I growl at him.
He blinks a few times at me and then looks down at the huge handful of Oliver’s hair that he’s pulled straight up and was getting ready to cut straight across. Slowly, like he is holding a loaded weapon and the SWAT team has him covered, he lets go of the hair and steps back. I keep glaring at him until he holds the large pair of gardening sheers away from his body and lowers them to the coffee table. When he steps back and holds his hands up as if to show he is no threat, I narrow my eyes at him and then nod and focus on Oliver.
“I will cut your hair … properly … if you want a trim,” I tell him sternly.
He nods slowly and cautiously like he doesn’t want to make any sudden moves so I nod and then smile.
“I can trim all your hair if you want,” including the others in my offer.
I get three nods so I duck back into the camper to grab a comb, a spray bottle of water, and a proper pair of scissors from the bathroom. I only make it to the second step when I hear Linc sigh through the door I left open.
“I’m so in love with that woman.”
Of course, that causes the full-on crazy press to come roaring back into my head and I trip on the last step and crash into the wall. Did he just … he was joking, right? Like, I would profess my love for cheese but I wouldn’t marry cheese kind of love. My head tips to the side as I consider how much I love cheese so … ok, bad example. He obviously doesn’t mean he loves me, loves me. He’s just under the post-sex glow and all. Right? Right, normal, Kelsey. Be normal!
I push up to my feet and grab what I need for my own personal pop-up barbershop and take it all outside. They’re all still in the same places except for Devin, who’s sprawled out on one of the couches with his trademark smirk as he watches me drape Oliver in a towel and spray down his hair. As I run my fingers through it a small smile lifts my lips. It’s so thick and dark and the perfect length to clench in my fist as he … A deep shudder wracks my body as images float through my mind and I feel his big hot fingers slide up the back of my leg as I stand there in between his.
“Next! I’m next.” Grayson calls out, breaking me from my erotic fantasies and causing me to swallow hard and step back and then around to his back. I can feel the hot blush staining my cheeks as I keep my eyes down and get to work.
I trim Oliver, Grayson, and finally Linc’s hair. Devin is warding me off with a crossed set of fingers like I’m some demon hairdresser from hell … he’s not that wrong I suppose. When I whisk the towel from around Linc’s shoulders, done with h
is cut, he slides both of his hands up the back of my legs until he’s cupping my ass and pulls me against him, planting a kiss in between my breasts. He tilts his head back and the hot desire I see in them has me wanting to saddle up on his lap right there and then even though the others are watching. My mouth gets closer and closer to his when a booming crack of thunder splits the air and I flinch back.
We all look up and see the dark, angry cloudbank of a storm headed our way and I sigh with relief. The storm will break the heatwave and cool things off for a while. Everyone helps me clean up, sweeping the cut hair and pulling the patio furniture closer to the camper and further under the canopy to keep it dry.
We spend the next two days huddled up as the rain pours down - filling the time with movies, cards, and board games. As much as we all get along, there’s an underlying tension in the air between us all. Touching, teasing, and flirting is at an all-time high but with all of us in the small space together - I just can’t bring myself to take it any further with Linc or any of them. It doesn’t stop Linc from sliding into my bed every night and slowly stroking my body until I’m panting with need but I never get the release I’m dying for.
By the third day of rain, I have a constant ache between my thighs and I need to get out and away from them. Linc is watching a movie from the couch while Devin and Oliver read books, sprawled out in the recliners. I don’t know where Grayson is but the bunk room door is closed so maybe he’s taking some alone time too.
“I’m going to the cavern,” I tell them. “Just going to collect the eggs and then I was thinking of making a stew and biscuits for supper. Anyone need me to bring anything back?” When I get negatives all around, I turn and dig out a rain slicker and throw it over my head. “See you in a few hours!” I call out and then dash out the door. I take a deep breath and enjoy the smell of ozone and wet earth for a moment before making a run to the cavern.