Page 89 of Adrift

“No,” I answer because I’m an ass like that.

“It’s him. Who else is there?” Zane’s quick to reply.

“Don’t mind me, I’m just looking for my shirt to dry off.” I clear my throat.

“We have a towel. You should take the towel,” Haley says. I can hear her moving around, getting the towel. “How’s the fire?”

“Dead.”

“Sorry, thank you for trying. Here, take the towel.”

I move toward her voice, but she’s moved too, and she smacks into me. Her chest is bare. Her skin is clammy. She’s naked. I’m naked. And I grab her around her waist because the raft is shaking and I don’t want her to tip over. Or at least, that’s the story I’m going to go with, because it can’t be the softness of her skin or the way she smells of coconut and rainwater. My dick is instantly hard, and I want to lick her.

“You’ve been having fun?” I push my nose into her neck. Her hair is damp with rain and sweat.

She doesn’t miss the opportunity to touch me. Her hands trail down my back to my bare ass. I took my underwear off earlier today to keep it dry, for something dry to sleep in. But now I don’t care. This girl is driving me mad. I have to have her.

Haley’s fingers trail around my bare ass cheeks, causing goosebumps all over my body. I let my hands travel down her sides, exploring every inch of her in the darkness. Zane and Easton are over there. I hear them moving. Are they mad that I’ve stolen the prize? Are they going to pull her out of my arms? I’m not going to let that happen. They’ve had their fun; now it’s my turn.

I kiss down her neck, just stopping to nibble on her breast. My other hand finds the remaining one. Damn, she’s perfect.

I’m hard, my cock standing at attention. If we’re going to die, we might as well have some fun before we go.

Her hands are in my hair. Her fingernails scrape along my scalp. I trail my tongue lower, nipping at her waist as I go. I had my fun feeling her body break apart on me not long ago. My cock remembers all too well. I’m hard again. I want to pull her down to the floor of the raft and fuck her. Hard.

Something’s different. I twist my ear to the door flap. The rain, it’s stopped; the wind is blowing but not as fast. A sliver of moonlight is fighting its way into the raft. I can make out Haley, her gorgeous body in front of me. Her dark nipples, Zane and Easton behind her. Easton is sitting up. Zane is lying on the cushion, both of their heads turned toward our silhouettes. It’s an instant, but I break. This goddess belongs to all of us. Just like Zane mentioned before. She’s ours.

I lick her clit, and her fingers pull on my hair. I suck her into my mouth, one quick harsh pull, and I move my head away, untangling it from her hands. I pick her up and put her down next to Zane. But I’m on her, between her legs, my cock nestled at the tip of her pussy.

“Fuck yeah.” Zane makes it sound like he’s at a football match. But his hands are on Haley’s breasts. I’m holding my cock, inching it in. I’m not ready to be a dad, and that’s what the pull-out method makes you. “Damn, don’t stop.” Zane’s voice is on edge.

“I’m on the shot. And I’m clean,” Haley practically whispers.

My balls tighten. I feel like an ass for hesitating.

“I’m clean too,” I growl out. I push in. She’s tight, despite how often I’ve had my fingers in her in the last twenty-four hours. “Fuck.”

She clamps her legs around my waist, and I have to bite the side of my cheek to keep from coming when her pelvis tips back. Her pussy fires around my cock, and it’s heaven. It’s so dark I can’t see her face. And I want to say fuck it and squander the power to see her. But then the wind picks up the flap and I see her. She’s kissing Easton. Zane’s head is on her breast. And fuck, it makes me harder. I’m not going to question it. Why the hell should I? It’s unbelievable, and I’m going to take it for what it is.

“You’re so fucking good.” I thrust harder, driving all of us into a rhythm that will leave us on the other side of reality, and the raft.

Muffled cries come from Haley, and there’s movement next to me. She’s got her hand wrapped around Easton’s dick and is yanking him off. I pull her up tighter, giving her arm more room.

“Fuck, Haley.” Easton’s gritty voice rages over the wind. He sits up. He’s let go of her mouth, and I lean in. Zane’s got a finger on her clit. He’s stroking more than her, and I’m not going to think about how I feel about it. I only know that she’s fluttering around me. So wet and tight, so close to losing control of her senses.

I brush my mouth against her puffed lips. They’re warm and soft, and when I swipe my tongue into her mouth, she tastes of musk and sunshine. She’s more than I could hope for. Zane’smoving on her hard with frantic, tight actions. And hell, I’m about to come from it. I grab her hips and tilt them up, my cock and tongue moving in unison.

Her back arches and her pussy flutters around me. I’m a wild animal. Pushing hard into her, each thrust sends her deeper into the raft. The whole thing is shaking, or that might be my insides. I’m sheeting white with pleasure. A galaxy is born behind my eyes.

And I come in her. I might never stop. I reach out and hold her up and off the raft’s floor.

Easton screams. Zane isn’t far behind. We’re one mass of arms and legs shaking.

Haley’s low moans pitch sharp. “Oh my, yes.” She’s screaming as her feet clamp into the back of my butt, and that’s it for me.

I set her down slowly, my cock still twitching in her. This whole thing is crazy. The raft is stifling now. It’s damp and stinks even more of sex. But when I settle on top of her, holding myself up to keep from squashing her, I have to laugh. I can’t help myself, because damn, that was the strangest, most amazing thing I’ve ever done. And I can’t wait to do it again.

Easton moves to the opening and ties it up. It’s not raining anymore, and the moon is almost shining. I should go back out there. But instead, I settle into the side where Easton was and roll Haley into the middle. My cock is still in her, and I don’t want to let her go.

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