Page 19 of Enraged

Instinctively, we both looked down. My chest was pressed against his, my full tits flush against his tattooed chest.

“It, uh, feels warm,” I stuttered.

He laughed so hard his body shook, the vibration rippling against every sensitive part of my body.

“Warm on the inside or on the outside?”

“The outside. The inside feels normal.”

Nodding, he released the grip he had on me.

He’s telling you to get off, dumbass.

Humiliated, I slid across him, feeling all the forecasted eight inches against a place that had never seen that many inches at once.

Bitch, you need more whiskey and a wet dream.

Dakota

Holy fuck.

I don’t know what was scarier, hoping and praying Lena didn’t die in this hot tub from a panic attack, or hoping and praying my little lieutenant didn’t make his way through that little convenient opening in the front of my boxers to make contact with her bare pussy.

On the built-in bench next to me, she shivered.

“You’re freezing, aren’t you?”

She nodded.

“I’ll go grab us some towels. Wait here.”

Doing my best to make sure the tent I was pitching was out of sight, I climbed out of the hot tub and scurried inside.

I’m blaming the entire reaction of the southern hemisphere on grief induced insanity.

Grabbing two towels from the linen closet in the hallway, I dripped my way back outside.

“Look alive, Lena Loo. Here’s your towel!”I sat it on the edge of the hot tub before turning around.

Please do not slip and fall getting out. Please do not slip and fall getting out.

Feeling unbelievably thankful for the absence of a thud, I dried myself off.

“Are you covered?”

“Yes, wrapped up. Where did you put your sweatpants?” Her teeth chattered as snow began to fall around us.

“They’re on the couch. Go get warm.”

I followed her into the house, grateful for the blast of heat that smacked me in the face as I crossed the threshold.

The sound of the bathroom door shutting calmed my frayed nerves as I rifled through my bag for something to put on.

“Did I take the only thing you had to wear?”

Fuck, she is quiet as a church mouse.

“No, I have more, I’m just trying to find it. Are you warmed up?” I glanced over my shoulder.

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