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“Let me taste you.”

My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I stroke myself. Quin kicks my feet apart a little more before his fingers find my hole again.

“Ah, yeah,” I moan, dropping my head back.

It’s not long before my muscles are tightening, and my breaths become more shallow.

“Quin. I-I’m com-ing.”

His mouth closes around my tip as the first splash of cum shoots out. He swallows it down and sucks me deeper into his mouth as I finish.

When I feel like my legs might give out on me, I step back and then collapse onto the couch next to him.

“Fuck, that was good.”

He stands up and starts fixing his clothes. “Always is. Our peeping Tom is gone.”

“Like her whole RV?”

Quin shakes his head. “Nah. Just no longer watching us.”

“What are you gonna say to her tomorrow when she questions you about fucking your brother?”

He snorts. “I doubt she’ll ask.”

“You don’t wanna clear the air about us not actually being related? I mean…I don’t want people thinking we’re incestuous.”

He laughs. “Considering our moral high ground?”

I chuckle. “Speaking of. I have a plan for tomorrow.”

CHAPTER THREE

QUIN

We getup before the sun is fully in the sky. Robert and Kas decided to start their trek earlier in the day, so I’m packing his bag full of essentials while he puts on layer after layer of clothing.

“I haven’t seen anyone else out here,” Kas says, sitting down to put on his boots.

“Just Anna.”

“Right. Think she’ll be a problem?”

“Not one we can’t handle.”

I zip up his bag and place it by the door. “Okay, you should be good to go. I’ll start on the same trail an hour after you leave. If you happen to deviate, try to text me. Service is spotty, so who knows?”

“I’ll find you if I need to,” he says with a wink. “You told Anna you were going to hang out with her today. What if she ends up looking for you? Or wants to join you on the hike?”

I shake my head. “Don’t worry about that.”

“All right. Well, I’ll see you soon,” he says, lifting the bag from the floor and slinging it over his shoulder.

Once the door closes, I pick up the rest of the sandwich I was eating earlier and finish it in two bites. After I get dressed, I peek through the window and spot Anna’s RV still in its place.

Outside, I light up a cigarette and glance at my watch. When I look up, Anna’s opening the door of her RV and walking out.

She freezes for only a second when she sees me, but descends the three steps and smiles while lifting her hand.

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