“Pris, you don't have a bad side.”
I laughed and took another bite of my s'more. Everything felt a little bit brighter right now. Between the sound of the fire crackling, people chattering, and the occasional stray howl or snort from a horse . . .
Everything was perfect.
I had to admit it—there was something that felt right about sitting next to Sky. I couldn't let myself think that way though. They'd be leaving soon enough.
Nevermind having them sit on my lap at the tractor was one of the hottest things I've ever done.
On that thought, it was time to go to bed. Not to sleep—it was time to get my vibrator and work out some of the sexual frustration I felt from today. I licked the leftover chocolate and marshmallow off my fingers, and then stood up.
“I’m hittin’ the hay,” I said. “Need any help getting back to your room?”
Oh god, that sounded like an invitation. Sky shook their head, though, taking it the way I had meant it.
“I think I should be able to find my way. Thank you for today, Pris. Especially for that tractor ride.”
That tractor ride would be exactly what I was thinking about as I pleased myself. I winked at them, and then turned on my boots, waving my hand.
“Good night, everyone,” I called.
Everyone wished me good night and I made my way back to the house, stepping into the quiet. I breathed out slowly, savoring the moment. It was rare to be the only person in the house. The wood creaked underfoot down the hall to my bedroom. I slipped inside and shut the door.
Everyone else would be up for a while, which meant I could have the bathroom to myself for just a little bit. I quickly gathered up my things, and then carried them back down the hall to the shower.
Locking myself in, I flipped on the hot water and stripped. I gathered my curls and slid on my shower cap. There was no need for a washday today and I was glad, because the deep conditioning alone took forever.
It felt good to be out of my clothes and away from everyone. I stepped into the shower, tugging the curtain closed. Steam swirled around my body as I ran my hands up and down.
Already, my thoughts turned back to Sky.
It was just a fantasy—one I had no business having. But I didn't stop myself. Because it was just that, afantasy.
A fantasy, never hurt anyone, did it?
The hot water relaxed my muscles as my fingertips slid down to my pussy. I sucked in a breath, stifling a moan as I circled my clit, dipping further down and realizing just how wet I was.
Damn that tractor ride. Having them sit on my lap had been the best worst idea of the century. Their sweet scent and the softness of them lingered in my mind.
I could still feel the sunshine on my skin and blazing heat creeping up my spine. I covered my mouth to stifle any sounds I might make as I circled faster.
A soft groan left me, and I thought about what it would be like to be with both Sky and Beau.
“Damn it,” I rasped.
I had no business thinking about the two of them together, but I’d seen how Beau looked at them. I’d seen it, and it’d sparked something in me.
I knew both of them would take direction well.
The idea of having two submissives at the same time . . . Or even making Beau do things to Sky, instructing him on how to touch them . . .
Thatwould be the perfect situation.
“Fuck,” I mumbled.
Not to mention, all the kinky things we could do together.
The saying that three was a crowd got it all wrong when it came to kink and love. Not that I was in love with either one of them . . .
