I have a confession to make. My notebook is filling with letters I’ve written to you that I’ll deliver as soon as I get back to Perry’s cabin. (No mail service in the woods.) But there’s an issue I’ve been skirting around, with all my talk of what I’ve seen and learned on this trip.
Firstly, you and I both know I’m going through a rebellious phase. I never expected to go through this in adulthood, but I guess that’s what happens when you play by the rules all through middle school, high school and college.
When everyone else was sneaking cigarettes and leaving the club with strangers, I was hitting the books hard and trying to make my daddy proud.
Now, how bad does it look that I’m damn near twenty-seven and still acting like this? I know what you’ll say. You’ll say I’m an adult, and I’m allowed. I’ve been telling myself the same thing for the past week. I just wonder how much of this is about positive exploration and how much is escapism.
The only reason I came out here was to run away from Marson Oil and Gas. My dad thinks I’m nervous about taking the job, but the truth—as you know—is that I just don’t want it. And the problem is that I don’t know what I do want.
Anyway, when I tell you this, you have to promise me that you won’t judge me. I mean, I know you won’t. You never do. When I told you how badly I made a fool of myself behind Jason Stratham, you were ready to hop a plane to California to kick his ass for me. But this is different.
Maria, I had a three—
Dry kindling clattered to the ground beside her, and Nadia jumped and slammed her notebook shut. “Back already? I was just writing a letter to Maria—my, uh, my best friend. I met her in that hurricane I mentioned. Something about danger that makes people bond…” She realized she was rambling and bit her lip in an attempt to stop talking.
Lincoln eyed her in amusement as he sat near the fire. “Sounds exciting. Telling her about us?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Nadia laughed nervously. “I’ve tangoed with gossip rags before. Some secrets are best taken to the grave.” You hear that, self? She shoved her notebook under the leaves of her bough bed and returned to the fire just as Perry brought out the moonshine.
“Since it’s Friday night, I figured the three of us could celebrate making it through the first week of training. Congratulations! You’ve earned yourself Mason jars to go with your hunting knives,” he said with a grin.
“About these gossip rags,” Lincoln persisted. “You’ve been in the tabloids, Nadia?”
Nadia cringed, reliving the ugly memory. “Six months ago, my ex-boyfriend cheated on me with a reality TV star who shall not be named. You probably know her. We tried to keep the breakup low profile. Unfortunately, the details got out, and I had to stare at crying pictures of myself on the front cover of National Enquirer for weeks. Part of the reason I ran off to the islands was to get away from the coverage.”
“That’s where you went through the hurricane?”
She nodded. “I learned two things from that experience: One, be prepared for anything, and, two, don’t give them anything to talk about. Damn my ex.”
“Hear, hear.” Perry handed her a Mason jar and filled it halfway with clear, smooth corn liquor.
“Jason Stratham will think twice before he cheats on someone else,” she said as she took a generous sip. “When you mess with a Marson, you take on the whole empire.”
Lincoln laughed heartily. “You are something else, Ms. Nadia Marson, a force to be reckoned with. He had to be an idiot to cheat on you.”
“Trying to butter me up, Lincoln? Flattery will get you everywhere. I was the bigger idiot,” Nadia admitted. “I stuck with Jason, even though I knew he was all wrong for me. It took the paparazzi to get me to wake up and come to my senses. I’ve been single ever since. Maybe that’s why all of this has happened.”
“All of what?” Perry met her gaze.
She giggled and waved her arms to encompass the waning campfire and the three of them. “Oh, you know! Tumbling into bed with you guys. It’s not like me. I’m typically a very boring person.”
“I can think of a number of ways to describe you, but ‘boring’ doesn’t make the list.”
Nadia shrugged and focused her attention on her drink. The hooch was cold and crisp but had an instant warming effect. The heat started in her chest. Or perhaps somewhere in her pelvis. She squirmed. “It’s better to be boring, Perry. If anyone finds out what we did, they’ll run with the story. That’s why I didn’t want to be seen at the hotel with you guys.”
“It’s nobody’s business what we do out here,” Perry topped off her glass.
Nadia knew she should say no to alcohol, but she accepted extra with a smile. “Nobody’s business what we do out here? Is that an invitation?”
“I’m just saying…Hypothetically speaking, even if some crazy tabloid investigator braved the elements to get the scoop on what we’re doing in the woods, you two could easily deny it,” said Perry. “I wouldn’t want to be rich or famous. I prefer my privacy. But I know a thing or two about speculation, and what people think is going on doesn’t matter if they can’t prove it.”
“You still haven’t answered my question,” Nadia said carefully. “Is that an invitation?”
Chapter 8
“Do you want it to be?” Perry asked. The camp was quiet, save for the sound of the crackling fire. Lincoln looked from Perry to Nadia, feeling the temperature rise between the three of them. All week, they had kept their desires in check, but it was the end of the first stage, and the alcohol was flowing freely. With one simple question, their best efforts at feigning indifference was shot to pieces.
Lincoln wanted Nadia to give the go-ahead, to move one step beyond the tease and give voice to what he was thinking. Why keep up the charade? He was tired of pretending. They were so far away from civilization that they could do whatever they wanted to do. Social norms were irrelevant, what people thought of them was irrelevant.
He took a hasty swallow of moonshine and felt the fiery spirit burn its way through his chest as Nadia shrugged noncommittally. “My father warned me to protect my reputation,” she said finally. Lincoln’s shoulders slumped. “But…”
Nadia let the statement trail off, but she knew that Lincoln and Perry were waiting with bated breath. Lincoln knew his emotions were written plainly, while the survival instructor kept a poker face. “Well?” he prompted.
Nadia wordlessly lifted her thermal shirt and drew it over her head, revealing a black tank top. Her full breasts strained the cotton fabric, and Lincoln’s arousal ticked up several notches. “Well, what they can’t prove won’t hurt us, right?” Nadia whispered.
Perry restlessly ran a hand over his abs, as if still trying to hold himself back. She unfastened her fatigues and let the pants fall to the ground, and he lost the battle. “Get in the round lodge. You’ll catch a chill,” he ordered.
Lincoln quickly pushed to his feet and opened the door to the lodge for her. Nadia brushed past him, her excitement palpable. He could almost taste it. He filed into the lodge, and Perry stepped in behind him and shut them away from the rest of the world. The heat from the campfire permeated the enclosure, providing enough warmth in the shelter for Nadia to completely undress.
She was naked and vulnerable between them. She laid a hand over Lincoln’s crotch, and his manhood lengthened and hardened in response. She eased Perry’s erection from his pants and slowly masturbated him. Then, she freed Lincoln’s cock and brought the men together. It was different and erotic. Perry’s rigid shaft probed his. Lincoln bit back a moan.
“Is it bad that I want both of you?” she asked thoughtfully.
“No,” he sighed. He wanted them both, too. The lodge filled with the sound of heavy breathing as she leaned forward and drizzled a silky web of spit over their erections. Lincoln let his head drop back in wonder.
With a groan, Perry cupped him by the neck, and Lincoln stumbled closer, throwing his arms around the buff survival instruct
or to catch his balance. They kissed feverishly as he ripped off Perry’s shirt and shrugged out of his own. Nadia slid to her knees and unbuckled his fatigues.
In seconds, her mouth was on his swollen cock and his sounds of pleasure were muffled by Perry’s hungry lips. They flowed seamlessly to the bed of leaves. Gone was the reticence of the first time. The taxing week of self-restraint went up in flames, and they eagerly touched, kissed and explored each other.
“Tell me I’m not the only one whose been dying to do this,” Lincoln sputtered.
“You’re not,” Nadia swore. On hands and knees, she shifted her attention to Perry. Her dark hair curtained her face as she lowered her mouth to his erection. He sucked in a breath, and his face tightened with ecstasy.
“No, I tried,” Perry hissed. “I tried to keep this from happening, but I can’t. Still, this changes nothing! I’m in charge of—Oh, fuck, Nadia!” She took him deeper into her mouth, rendering them both speechless.
Perry rode her face slow and hard. Lincoln watched the X-rated scene play out with throbbing anticipation. He watched the way Perry brushed her hair back from her face and stared at her with unconcealed appreciation. The way his lips parted in a muted scream, and his eyelids fluttered from the rapturous oral sex.
He was unbelievably beautiful, but so was she. Nadia’s body danced sinuously as her head rose and fell. Lincoln could not resist touching her. He palmed her tight snatch, slipping his middle finger into her slick, wet heat. As she rocked against his hand, she emitted wanton sighs of excitement, and his manhood hardened painfully.
Lincoln shed the rest of his clothes as he repositioned behind her. He spread her buttocks and placed his mouth over her dewy lower lips, eating her out as she rocked on hands and knees. Her intoxicating scent filled his nostrils.
Her pussy advanced and retreated, and he dipped his tongue into her copious nectar, fucking her with the pliable spear. The wicked act seemed to trigger something wild and uninhibited within her. She trembled and jerked in rapture. Her plaintive cries increased in volume. “Mm, give it all to me!” he hummed greedily.
Nadia reached back and gripped a fistful of his wavy hair. He caressed her clit with the tip of his tongue, letting her guide his face. He closed his mouth over her pulsating erogenous zone. Her cries grew even louder, echoing in the night. As her excitement climbed, so did Perry’s. The survival trainer clutched her shoulders and raked his blunt nails over her back, struggling for self-control.
“You have to stop,” Perry warned. Nadia whimpered in disagreement. “Fuck! You’re amazing, but you have to stop.” Perry forcefully pushed her away. Spasms roiled through his massive cock as if he was milliseconds from blowing his load. Lincoln stared at the fat purple tip, mesmerized. Perry clutched himself, shuddering.
“Come here,” Lincoln whispered to their princess. He grabbed her under her knees and dragged her into position. Her long, curvy legs parted for him. Dipping the spear of his tongue into the folds of her pussy, he licked his way to her pounding clit and sucked. With rhythmic pulls of his lips and tongue, he tantalized her to madness.
“Lincoln!” she cried out breathlessly.
Right there, he thought. He was in the right place. He penetrated her body with two probing fingers and let his tongue sweep over her clit. Up and down, faster. He probed and prodded her G-spot while he tasted her. “Give it up for me,” he whispered.
“Oh, God! Lincoln!” She bucked against his mouth.
He was so focused on his task that he did not notice Perry until the sexy military vet gently nudged him from behind. Lincoln glanced over his shoulder in surprise. “Perry…?”
“No! Don’t stop!” Nadia trembled beneath him and cried out. She writhed in Lincoln’s arms, and her pelvis jerked forward to meet his mouth. Lincoln gave her his attention even as he tried to attend to what Perry was doing.
“Just breathe,” Perry whispered.
Lincoln felt slick, warm liquid spill down the crease of his ass. “Careful,” he gasped as Perry eased a finger inside of him. Along with the stinging pain came tingling anticipation. He was scared, but he was eager. Nadia mindlessly clasped his face to her body and grinded against his mouth in climax, and Perry dominated his imagination with the in and out press of his digit.
It loosened him for more. This is what you wanted, Lincoln told himself. His mouth went dry as he tried to prepare for what would come next. When Perry rose on his knees and placed the blunt tip of his cock to his entrance, he was as ready as he would ever be. The first attempt shot daggers of shock through his system. Lincoln tensed and cried out. But Nadia sat forward and brushed her mouth over his, tasting her essence on his lips.
“Shh…relax,” she whispered soothingly. Her hands smoothed over his forehead and swept around to the back of his neck as she locked eyes with him. “You can stop at any point. If it gets too intense, say the word.”
Lincoln nodded. He thought about all the dates he had gone on just to make someone happy, all the pretending he had done in Hollywood. He thought, strangely, of Carmen, whom he had turned down on the set of Vengeance with a Vengeance in a rare authentic moment when he had not felt like keeping up appearances. Then, he remembered how it had felt to let go at the hotel with Nadia and Perry.
This was the moment he had been waiting for, another chance to be himself completely. This was what Lincoln wanted, and it would take crossing this threshold to get it again. He squeezed his eyes shut and exhaled, letting the tension flow from his body. He felt Perry stroke himself along the seam of his ass and whispered, “I’m ready.”
Perry’s arm snaked over the plane of his hip to anchor him in place. He pressed forward with slow, steady determination as he soaked Lincoln’s asshole with more spit. The extra lubricant eased the transition. Lincoln’s neck turned vibrant red as he received him inch by inch.
Perry groaned. His erection surged past the tightest stricture, and Lincoln whined softly as the discomfort turned to something different—something wet and unexpected. He was stunned by the pleasure. It hit out of the blue and flamed through him like wildfire.
“Perry,” he gasped.
“Yes! Oh! Yes!” Perry shuddered. The momentum of his excitement powered through his hips. He pushed deeper into Lincoln’s body, thighs bunching. They slammed together. He grabbed a fistful of Lincoln’s hair and pulled him back to arch his spine as he fucked him harder.
Lincoln clamped his bottom lip between his teeth. When he opened his eyes, he saw Nadia touching herself. Her seductive stare heightened the moment. She turned around and lay on her stomach in an inviting pose. Lincoln fell forward on top of her.
With her legs together, he straddled her ass and guided his erection past the hills of her derriere. He found the valley of her pussy and thrust his throbbing dick into her body, and her mouth dropped open in a hoarse scream of ecstasy.
Her pillowy soft pussy enveloped him from tip to base, and he clutched her closer. She fucked him like her survival depended on it. Her heart-shaped ass jiggled with every spirited bounce. There was something about her reactions that made him lose control. It was the wild hair or the excitement on her face, her pink lips sobbing his name.
Perry’s determined strokes propelled Lincoln back and forth, like Perry was fucking them both. Lincoln wrapped his forearm around Nadia’s neck and nibbled her earlobe, panting against the side of her face with every delicious move.
All he could think was more. He wanted everything they had to give and more.
Perry grabbed Lincoln by the hair and brought his face around for a steamy kiss. From this vantage point, he could watch Lincoln’s reaction. But he could hardly focus on the grimace of ecstasy on his lover’s face for marveling at his own rapture.
He spread Lincoln’s ass cheeks and went balls deep. He felt like he would blast off any second. He looked down in amazement at where their bodies connected, and he listened to the sounds their bodies made as they slammed together.
His thick, corded cock plow
ed into Lincoln’s receptive ass while Nadia writhed beneath him. The three of them rose and fell with fluid grace. The very thought of what they were doing was almost enough to make him come, but he held back.
He had never been intimate with a man, and the differences were stark. Instead of soft, yielding flesh, Lincoln’s body was muscular and hard. His taut buttocks clenched around Perry’s shaft, leaving him awestruck by the tightness sucking him deeper. The faster he plunged, the tighter Lincoln seemed to become.
In the back of his mind, Perry wondered if he would ever be the same after this. Nothing sexual had ever been this intense, and he doubted anything else would ever measure up. Growling, he rolled away. “Enough!”
“Gah!” Lincoln exhaled in a daze when he pulled out.
“You’re so fucking good to me,” Perry whispered, kissing him hungrily.
“Why’d you stop?”
“I’m gonna come.”
“Is that a bad thing?” Lincoln grinned.
Perry chuckled and sat back, masturbating. “I’m not ready for this to end.”
Nadia begged Lincoln to keep going, and he flipped her on her back and eagerly rubbed her clit as he pushed inside again. Perry watched her tight sheath clench around Lincoln’s pulsing dick. He could see her juices dribbling down. He spit on his hand and stroked himself faster as Lincoln squeezed her breasts, turning him on even more.
Lincoln rose over her and pushed her legs back, putting one calf over his shoulder. He rocked slow and hard, and she moved sinuously to meet his thrusts. Perry reveled in the magic of her body. His lips parted in a tremulous exhale. Her wetness never seemed to dissipate. Perry slid a hand down her flat stomach and touched the hot, wet glory between her legs.
“Nadia, Nadia, Nadia…Do you feel like a bad girl?” His other hand sprinted up and down his stolid shaft, and the look in her eyes said they were fighting the same battle in the war not to come too soon. “Say you like it,” Perry whispered. He caressed her face with the pad of his thumb. He stroked her lips with her creamy nectar. With a sultry moan, she captured his finger between her lips and sucked.
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