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I began to sink to my knees, taking her shorts and panties completely off. I stuck them in my back pocket as a souvenir. Once I was on my knees in front of her, my green eyes met her hazel ones in the dark. She looked fucking breathtaking. The moonlight through the trees cast such delicate shadows over her body.

I rubbed her swollen clit with my thumb and explained what I wanted from her. “Game play, Little Birdie. I am going to eat you out, and I want you to come in my mouth.” I swiped a finger through her pussy lips, groaning at how wet she was for me. “You’re going to put both legs on my shoulder and lean back against the tree. I won’t let you fall, baby. Let me make you feel good.”

I don’t think she has ever moved so quickly. As I was on my knees before her, I guided her right leg onto my shoulder and then positioned her so she could bring up her left leg. I scooted closer steadying her, hands gripping her ass so tightly that it was bound to leave a mark.

“Fuck Reed,” Our eyes met. “I need you to taste me.”

She did not have to tell me twice. I devoured her cunt. I am not sure who was louder, me or Wren. She tasted better than last time. I sucked, licked, and kissed until she was shaking.

“Fuck I’m so cl—“ She let out a moan so loud it echoed throughout the trees.

I gently got her feet back onto the ground; her legs were shaking from her intense orgasm. I wiped her release off my mouth with the back of my hand. She stood there staring at me and panting. I quickly unzipped my jeans and pulled them downwith my boxers, leaving them pooling at my ankles. I scooped her up using the tree to steady us.

Her name left my lips like a prayer as I entered her, and her gasp undid whatever was left of me.

We moved together like a secret we’d always kept—desperate and perfect and just a little wild.

“Fuck Wren, you’re so tight. So fucking wet. Feels so good. I love having my dick buried in your needy little cunt.” The pace I kept was brutal. She was moaning and saying something that didn’t sound like real words.

Her pussy squeezed me tight, and I knew she was close.

“Reed. Please. I’m so close again. Come with me, please.”

Two more thrusts and she was moaning out my name and clenching down on my cock. I spilled inside of her knowing she would be walking back to our friends with my cum sticky between her legs. She was mine.

The branches above us swayed, leaves whispering, the lake catching moonlight through the trees. As my penis softened, I pulled out of her and helped her back into her shorts after pulling up my own. She laughed at the realization that I took her panties.

“I love you,” she said, quiet but certain. “I think I’ve always loved you.”

My heart slammed against my ribs, and for a second the whole damn world tilted.

“Wren,” I whispered, and kissed her like it was an answer. Like it was a vow.

54

REED

The walk back to the bonfire was slower this time—Wren’s hand tucked tightly into mine, her hair a little mussed, her cheeks still pink from more than just the summer air. Neither of us said much. Didn’t need to. The quiet between us was warm now, pulsing with something unspoken and real.

The fire came back into view, glowing brightly, they must’ve added more logs. Lena was the first to spot us, sitting cross-legged on the bench with a drink in hand. She raised an eyebrow the second she saw us.

“Well, well,” she said slowly, dragging the words out with a grin. “Everything okay?”

Wren opened her mouth. Closed it. Tried again. “Yeah! We just… walked. Talked. Trees and stuff.”

“Trees and stuff,” Dax repeated, smirking as he leaned forward. “You two were gone a while. Thought maybe you got eaten by a bear.”

“If Reed was the bear,” Cam muttered into his drink, not quitelooking at us.

Wren’s entire face turned red. She made a small, strangled noise and sat on the bench, wrapping her blanket around her shoulders.

I cleared my throat, trying like hell not to laugh. “We’re fine. Just needed a minute. A little fresh air, that’s all.”

Dax leaned back, still grinning like the devil. “Sure, Whitmore. Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

As I settled next to Wren, I caught Cam’s eyes across the fire.

He didn’t say anything—but his brow lifted, and he gave me this look like he already knew. Like he’d known it was coming. I gave him a small shrug and half a smile, a silent yeah, it happened. He shook his head once, but there was no judgment there.