Page 37 of A Little Campfire Blues

“Watch The Avengers and play with action figures,” Ezzy replied. “After I finish my three minutes in time out. “I know they have a bunch of stuff in the activity center, but I’d really like time where it’s just us.”

“Me too,” Axis said. “I love all the stuff there is to do, but sometimes it’s a little overwhelming.”

“It is a lot to take in, isn’t it,” Mack said.

“Uh-huh,” they both replied.

“Fortunately, there is plenty more time to try it all, at our own pace, so no one winds up too exhausted, or anxious and over-stimulated, to enjoy themselves.”

“Can we take the floating island out on the lake after supper?” Ezzy asked. “We can float and talk and watch the sun set, then go back in for more Avengers movies?”

“I think that would be a great way to spend the rest of the evening,” I said.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Mack concurred.

“They have UTVs ready to take us back to the main hall,” I pointed out. “Let’s go catch a ride.”

Ezzy wobbled a little when they stood, and I put my arm around them while they shook their foot. “It fell asleep.”

“I think mine did too,” Mack said, taking a few experimental steps as Axis stood and placed a hand on his arm to steady him. “I’d have been in real trouble if we’d stayed on the ground much longer.”

“Same,” Axis said, while Ezzy snuggled against my side for the walk.

We sat in the far back while Mack and Axis sat in the middle for the drive, though I noticed he didn’t attempt to snuggle and instead, stuck his binky in his mouth before folding his hands in his lap. He leaned into the embrace when Mack put an arm around him for the ride and that’s when it clicked for me that Axis rarely initiated physical contact with any of us. He’d never been like that when we were growing up, but the years seemed to have stolen some of the joy he used to get out of being freely and unabashedly affectionate. Out of all of us, he’d always been the one to seek out hugs, probably because he’d rarely got any at home and craved every opportunity to enjoy them. Something told me that he hadn’t had a lot of that in his life during his timein Portland, but I knew it was way too soon to suggest that he join us in Eugene. He’d have to make the decision for himself, and I really hoped he would, because we belonged together and we belonged with Mackenzie. The pieces just fit.

In our lifestyle, when you knew, you knew, no matter how short the timeframe. With gatherings like this being as rare as they were, and kink clubs being few and far between, we had to seize every opportunity that was offered to find happiness. As we headed for his Jeep to drive back to the cabin, I was firmly convinced that my happiness would only be found with the three of them.

Chapter Fifteen

Ezzy

“Tag, Tag, Tag!” I chanted as I waved my flashlight around, sending slashes of light all over Roman and the tree he was half hidden behind.

“You got me!” Roman declared, stepping from behind the tree and turning his own flashlight on.

“You’ve got thirty seconds to hide while I hunt for the other two,” he informed me.

Picking my way over branches and logs, I took off in search of the perfect hiding place, only to damn near jump out of my skin when a hand touched my leg.

“Shhhhh.”

My heart felt like it was in my throat when I looked down to see Axis’s face and arm sticking out of a moss covered log.

“Get in, there’s room for both of us,” he whispered, so I did as he said and squirmed up inside the fat hollow log beside him and turned my flashlight off.

“Ro is totally going in the wrong direction,” I whispered, snuggling against him when he lifted his arm to wrap it around me.

In the darkness, I couldn’t see his eyes, but I could feel the warmth radiating off his body and the way his jeans clung to him like a second skin. Shifting his hips, he turned on his side while I mirrored his movements, the flashlight slipping from my fingers as I slid my hand along his side.

“I think we’re about to tick off another first,” I murmured, brushing a kiss along the edge of his jaw.

The groan he let out sent a shiver up my back as he hauled me closer and slid his fingers through my hair, then kissed me like it was the last time he’d ever have the opportunity. There were probably grubs in this log, and spiders, and who knew what else, but I couldn’t have cared if there were ladybugs crawling all over me; every moment was perfect. Deepening the kiss, I plastered my chest against his, slid my hand beneath his shirt, and lightlyraked my nails down his back, just to feel him arch and rock his hips.

He was as hard as I was, fingers digging into the ass of my jogging pants as he rocked me against him. We made out like the teenagers we’d been the last time we’d done this, rocking, squirming, and breathing hard and heavy as we sought as much pleasure as we could manage before we got caught and one of us had to take over being it.

My hair snarled on some bark, and I hissed, freezing as the strands were pulled, but the careful way he untangled them and kept his hand pressed against the back of my head so it wouldn’t happen again soon had me forgetting all about the slight bit of pain I’d felt. His fingers were cold when he slid them beneath the waistband of my joggers and over my ass, chuckling against my lips.

“Commando?” He murmured.

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