Page 216 of Shattered Silence Duet

Whatever the reason, camping had become my favorite thing to do with them. The lingering looks, the constant touches. So when Max was tasked with cooking dinner tonight, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. Every time his eyes would meet mine I’d blush, wondering if he knows what I’m thinking. I kept making excuses to pass him, my hand or assaccidentallygrazing his groin, hoping he’d stop cooking and take me right then and there.

So when he said I knew what I was doing, he was right. But he didn’t do it when I was waiting for it. He waited for me to drop my guard before coming for me. I just didn’t think it would end with him throwing me in the lake. I thought it’d end with my back against the tree as he pounded into me.

Suddenly, I’m lowered into his arms and he smiles down at me mischievously. We’re standing at the edge of the lake and I grip his arms, hoping if he throws me in, at least I’ll take him with me.

“Alright, trouble. You have two options. Option one, I throw you in the lake. Op?—”

“Option two!” I say, cutting him off.

“You don’t even know what it is,” he laughs.

“Doesn’t matter, it’s gotta be better than that cold lake,” I tell him hopefully.

“Alright, you asked for it.” He turns and carries me back to the campsite as Daisy barks, excitedly running along beside us, wanting to get in on the fun she’s sure we’re having.

“Alright guys, she chose option two,” he tells the others as he carries me into camp.

“Fuck yeah!” Tucker exclaims as he starts undoing his belt.

My eyes widen. “Umm… Max? What exactly did I agree to?”

Tucker starts laughing. “You didn't tell her?”

“She didn’t give me the chance,” Max says, dropping me to my feet in front of the picnic table.

“Oh, Sugar, you should have taken option one.”

“Why?” I ask with wide eyes as I see all seven of my men look at me with predatory gazes.

“Because,” Max says, grabbing the hem of my shirt and ripping it over my head. “Option two is each of us getting a piece of you, all over this campsite.”

“And you thought I’d have a problem with that?” I ask in amusement as Max yanks my pants down and pulls off his own clothes as fast as he can, eyeing my body as he goes.

“Did I forget to mention that you don’t get to come?” He asks right before he spins me around and pushes my chest down to the table. He pulls my panties aside and sinks two fingers into my wet core, making me gasp as he groans.

I feel his hard cock run up and down my ass crack as he works me up quickly. “Fuck, baby. You got me so hard, I can’t hold back for much longer. I’m gonna come so fast in this juicy pussy of yours.” His fingers retreat and his cock replaces them, filling me up as I cry out.

He places one palm on my back and the other squeezes my ass as he pushes himself all the way in. He growls as he holds himself there for a moment before pulling back and slamming into me. I cry out from the dual sensations of being fucked by him while being pressed into the unforgiven wooden table.

My core starts to tighten as he cries out and his hot cum shootsinside of me. Just as I’m about to reach my own peak he pulls out of me and pinches my clit.

“Ah!” I say, trying to squirm away from him, which only makes him chuckle as he presses his chest to my back and hugs me. I relax with a sigh, as his warm, sated body melts against me.

“Alright, lemme at her,” Tucker says right before Max is pulled off of me. He pulls me up and turns me to face him. He’s shirtless, wearing only his cowboy hat and jeans that are unbuttoned and showing off his trimmed happy trail.

I lick my lips in appreciation. It’d recently come to his attention how much I like seeing him shirtless in his cowboy hat. It’s led to some fun bedroom times where the hat is the only thing he has on.

“You ready for me, Sugar?”

“Always,” I whisper right before his lips crash into mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and he hoists me up by my bare ass as my legs circle his waist. He tries to devour me with the kiss, our tongues clash as I try to fight for dominance.

I feel a warm body against my back and break the kiss to see Tucker has pressed me against Ben’s naked body, where he stands against a tree for support.

“Hi, Princess, you think you handle us both?”

“Will you let me come?”

“Nope,” he says, a grin splitting his face before he kisses me. Tucker starts working my clit as Ben’s hands find my chest. He pinches my nipples softly, making them instantly hard for him.