Page 25 of Wayward
Calvin slows.
“No,” Haley protests. And I have to agree. I’m trying not to release. Not yet. “Calvin,” she moans, desperation and grit in her tone. Her eyes search mine.
“I’ve got you, Sugar.” I tighten up and thrust into her from below.
“Cheaters never win,” Calvin growls. He picks up the pace again, his rhythm syncing with the pounding of my heart. The Rosewood’s rocking doubles down on our rhythm. Being surrounded by Haley is the only thing that matters. The rest of my brain has melted into oblivion.
“That’s it,” Calvin growls, his voice low and intense. “You like that, don’t you? Both of us, fighting for control.”
Haley’s breath hitches. Her eyes are wide and glassy with desire. “Yes,” she says, as her fingernails grip my biceps. She’s holding on for dear life.
“You’re the boss, Sugar. We’d do anything for you.”
Tension wracks her beautiful face. “Now, please. Now, more.”
Calvin lets out a low growl, his movements becoming urgent and intense. The sheet wall around us vibrates with energy, threatening to crash down. But I’m focused just on Haley, her eyes, her lips, the tilt of her chin as she’s chasing her orgasm. She’s mine. She’s all of ours. I never want this to end.
“Come on,” Calvin urges, his voice gravelly with arousal. “Give it to us.”
Haley’s body shudders, and she calls out our names. There’s nothing discreet about it. The intensity of the moment washes over me, and I can feel my own release coming closer. Calvin jerks erratically, pushing me deeper into Haley.
“That’s it, Haley,” I murmur, my voice hoarse with desire. “Give it to us.”
She tenses. Her body tightens around my cock. “I’m . . . I’m . . .” I surge up and kiss her, swallowing down her moans. Eating her words. I crash over the edge with her. Electrical shocks burst through my body. My vision goes black.
Her head lands on my chest. Fuck, I love her. But I also love breathing. Something that’s really hard to do right now. “Move, Green.”
He slides off, pulling Haley between us. There’s a ripping noise, and the top of the tent flutters down over our heads.
Haley laughs.
“You okay?” Easton says.
I’m fighting with the sheet to pull it off our heads, but it’s the roof and the sides and goes on as long as a rope of scarves pulled out of a clown’s pocket.
“I’m good. Good.” She giggles.
And it has my cock starting to harden again.
“Here we are.” She’s the one who pulls it the rest of the way off our heads.
“Peek-a-boo, Sassy.” Dante’s dressed and looming over the side of the bed.
“Hey.” Haley tucks the sheet under her chin.
“I’ve got first watch.” Dante nods at Calvin and me.
Easton and Zane are lying on the cots on the other side of the room. Easton’s blue eyes catch the soft light from the closet, but Zane’s asleep.
Calvin grabs Haley’s towel from the floor and heads into the bathroom. I hold Haley to my chest, watching her slowly spiral into sleep while I wait for Calvin to finish.
When I’m done with the shower, Penny’s staring at me. She chuffs and scratches at the cabin door.
“Sorry, girl,” I whisper. I take her into the bathroom and convince her to do her business on a dirty towel. If you’ve never been judged by a dog, you just haven’t lived.
Back in the room, she jumps up on the bed and manages to wedge herself between Haley and Calvin.
Dante cocks his head at me. He’s sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall next to the door, Pepper curled in his lap. I smile.
