Chapter 21
Beatrix
I’m headedto the waterfall with a small picnic basket in one hand and a beach towel in the other after Cooper tells me to go ahead, and he’ll catch up. I can hear the sound of female laughter in the distance as I get closer, and I grin when I hear a small screech, a splash of water, and then another barrage of high-pitched laughter echo off the stone walls. It’s been interesting to see a softer side of Ramsey on this trip. One that likes to help make sandwiches and apparently tickle his friend half to death.
When I get to the fence and see the flash of them getting out of the water, I almost yell out until I realize what’s happening, and I stop short. I should stop staring. Never mind staring, I should stop watching altogether, but I can’t.
The rough way he handles her and the way she’s clearly loving every second has me so turned on I can barely take it. That, combined with having been in close quarters with Coop the last couple of days, sleeping next to each other and desperately trying not to touch, is enough to push me over the edge. I’d kill for a vibrator right now. Something quick to take the edge off. But this is, I’m learning, one of the downsides of camping. Outlets and power are at a premium as is privacy to recharge or use such devices.
But I’m in the middle of the woods alone with the perfect view of a show I shouldn’t be watching. One that has me getting wetter by the second. I’ve set the basket and the towel down at my feet. I’m sliding my hand under my suit before I know what I’m doing. It won’t take much, my clit’s already throbbing, and I’m so turned on that the pads of my fingers slip through wetness easily as I use it to take me closer to the release I need.
I watch as Ramsey flips her over, bending to tease her pussy with his tongue and then licking his way up between her cheeks until she’s moaning his name and begging for more. He slaps her ass and then uses his huge hands to spread her further before he grabs her thighs and pulls her back, teasing her with the tip of his cock.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I’m so close to coming from watching it that I let out my own soft echoing moan. One that’s silenced by a large hand slamming down over my mouth and a hard male body that comes flush with my back. The other large hand wraps around my wrist and stills me in the pursuit of my orgasm. I’m ready to scream on both accounts—that I’m about to be murdered and that it’s going to deprive me of one of the best self-sessions I’ve ever had.
“Filthy fucking girl.” Cooper’s voice is like gravel against my ear. “No wonder it’s so easy for you to hold out. You’re out here taking the edge off by yourself.”
I nip the inside of his palm, and he gives a little grunt of surprise before he eases up his grip.
“Shhh,” I whisper, using my eyes to draw his attention.
“Oh fucking hell,” he mutters just as Ramsey slams his cock into her from behind. Then his eyes shift as he realizes what I’ve been doing, and they move to me, surveying me carefully like he’s uncovered another layer he wasn’t expecting. He wraps his hand around the ends of my hair and pulls my head back so I’m forced to look up at him. “Even dirtier than I thought. Fuck me.”
My cheeks flush with his assessment, and I just give a tiny shrug in response.
“You like watching, don’t you? I know it was on your list.”
“He’s so rough with her. It’s…” I try to think of some eloquent way to put it, but I’ve got nothing. “I want it.”
“Of course you do.” His hands go to the ties on my bottoms, and he pulls on them one by one until my pink swimsuit falls to the ground between my feet. He kisses me again softly, this time at the side of my neck, before he wraps a hand around my throat and slips the other between my legs, dipping his fingers between them until he finds me soaked.
“Fuck me, Trix. You spoil me with how wet you get. The sounds I get to listen to when I touch you like this. So good,” he confesses.
“I just needed something to take the edge off, you know? It’s been so… tense between us since the other night.” I give him my own confession in return.
He bites my shoulder and then kisses over the imprint his teeth leave there as he starts to work me over. “I know. You make me desperate too.”
“I like you like this.” I gasp when hits me just right, and I can feel the edge of my orgasm starting to form.
“You think you do. We should see what you say when I use every soaking wet hole you have to fill you up and fuck you right here in the dirt.”
“Try me,” I taunt him.
His hand tightens around my throat, and his mouth turns up at the corner in a devious smirk.
“Bend over, filthy girl. We’re gonna do more than try.” He slaps my ass hard, enough to leave a mark for tomorrow, and I gasp involuntarily. My stomach tightens with the anticipation, and I bend over and grab the crude wooden fence to help keep my balance on the edge of this overlook. Glancing down at our friend as he starts to fuck her fast and hard.