Chapter 4
The walk to our tent is quiet and I savor the feeling of being alone with Lucas. I can barely contain my excitement. As soon as we duck inside the tent, I turn to face him. His eyes are hooded and dark, and his lips form a half-smile.
He sits down, cross-legged, on our sleeping bags and pulls me into his lap. I fit my ass against his hardness and wiggle, pretending I need to get comfortable. I’m going to take a shower soon, but he deserves a little teasing first for what he did to me at the lake.
His hand travels slowly down my arm until he cups a breast. I gasp softly as my nipples tighten and my pussy pulses with pleasure.
His fingers squeeze my tit, and he kisses my neck, murmuring against my skin. “I was so close to fucking you in the lake.”
My breath hitches in response, and Lucas slides his hand from my breast, down my flat belly, dipping beneath the waistband of my shorts. His palm is warm against my bare skin, and I drop my head back as pleasure ripples through me.
So much for me teasing him. He’s doing a good job of working me up more than I already was. I want to know what’s happening tonight before desire fogs my brain and I forget to ask. “Why is Mike coming to visit?”
Lucas unbuttons my shorts so he can reach more skin. He’s intent on what he’s doing, but he kisses my nose before he answers. “I invited him for s’mores.”
Uh-huh, right. There’s no way I believe he’s coming for s’mores. “That’s all? Nothing else?”
He chuckles and slides his hand further down my shorts, brushing his fingers over my wet panties and rubbing me through the fabric.
“Ohhh god,” I moan.
I’m so distracted, I don’t notice he didn’t answer. Ms. Kitty is buzzing, and I’m desperate for him to fuck me. I need him.
“Are you ready to beg for my cock again?” His voice is husky and his fingers slide my panties aside so he can rub my clit.
I nod and then shake my head no. I’m so aroused, I can’t think straight. What did he ask? Oh yeah, I need to beg for his cock.
My voice is barely above a whisper. “God, Lucas. Please fuck me.”
He chuckles softly. “No, that’s for later.”
Whaaat? He told me to beg, and now he’s not going to fuck me? I want to argue with him, but I’m too turned on to think straight. Fuck, he’s driving me crazy.
I cup my hands around his face and pull him down for a kiss. Our tongues duel for dominance as I ride his fingers.
As soon as our mouths part, I ask, “Did you tell Mike about the challenge?”
“Yes.” He kisses me again, and I try to take control of the kiss, but he keeps pulling away.
I whine in frustration. “Why aren’t you fucking me?”
He lifts his head and smiles at me. “Because you have to wait for tonight.”
Oh, hell no. He’s teased me long enough that I don’t want to wait. I can get his cock now, and I’ll still want it again later. I grip his hair and kiss him passionately.
He groans and pulls away, laughing. “You’re so impatient.”
I lean up and nip at his bottom lip. “I love your cock, and I’m always hungry for it.”
He tries to change the topic. “Well, we’re going to shower — ” I look up at him, hopeful, and he cuts himself off. “No, get that look off your face. We’re showering alone.”
Dammit.
He continues. “Then I need to go buy some more firewood. You’re going to stay here and think about what I might ask you to do tonight for the challenge.”
He slides his hand out of my shorts. Yeah, this isn’t going how I hoped.
“Fine,” I huff at him and climb off his lap. His laugh is infectious, and it coaxes a smile from me. As much as I claim to dislike being edged, a part of me also loves it.
I knew Lucas had plans for this weekend, but this seems beyond having a vague idea of what he wants to do. It really seems like everything he’s doing is calculated, and it’s leading me towards, I don’t know?
Fucking Mike?
Shit, do I want it? As I carry my shower supplies with me to the bathroom, a wave of lust rolls through me, and Ms. Kitty flutters in response.
Yeah, who am I kidding? I want to fuck Mike.
I don’t want to assume this is where the weekend is leading, because I told Lucas I wanted to go slow with the hotwife plans.
But a weekend of escalating challenges is slow enough, and I’m ready to take the next step.
This camping trip is exactly why I love Lucas so much. How many husbands plan an entire weekend set around thrilling their wife with little adventures aimed towards turning her into a crazed nympho?
I’m so fucking lucky.
Lucas takes longer than necessary to buy wood at the tiny store on the campgrounds. I suspect he’s off planning something for tonight.
I’m showered, dressed, and sitting at the picnic table, lost in a daydream of Mike fucking me while Lucas watches. When I hear voices getting closer, I lift my head and squint into the bright sunlight.
A man and woman are walking past our campsite. I recognize them from the day before. It’s the guy who smiled at me while I was showering with the blinds open.
He winks at me. I suck in my breath from shock and feel myself blush. A second later, my nipples harden and I shift my position so I can press my pussy against the wooden bench.
The woman gives me a tiny wave and a knowing smile as they continue past, but neither of them greet me. Ohhhh fuck, did he tell her he saw me in the shower? If so, she seems to approve. I hope she got a nice hard pounding after she found out.
My daydream switches to thinking about those two going at it in their tent before I shake my head to clear it. Fuck, Lucas needs to get back. I’m getting turned on by every little thing.
When Lucas walks back from the store carrying a bundle of wood, I hop up from the bench and rush to him. “Where have you been?”
My voice is deeper than normal. I know I sound turned on and excited. I’m sure he can tell as well.
He gives me a speculative look. “I had other business to attend to. Something fun for tonight.”
Tonight. I’ve gotta wait for tonight.
He sets the wood down by the campfire and walks back to me. I try one last time to seduce him into the sleeping bag. I walk my fingers up his arm and rub his neck. Using my most seductive tone, I purr at him, “So now we go make sweet, sweet love for hours, right?”
When I run my other hand over his chest, he stops me by wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight. “Baby, you have to wait. We have a hot date tonight.”
I raise my eyebrows at him. He’s finally admitting this is more than a meetup with Mike for s’mores? “Who said this was a date tonight? I thought we were going to stuff ourselves sick with marshmallows and chocolate.”
He laughs and his eyes sparkle. “Trust me.”
“Hmmm, maybe,” I tease.
He kisses me, and I melt against him. After a few moments, his hands move to my hips and he pulls me to him. His cock is hard, and he rubs against me as he asks, “What do you think is going to happen tonight?”
My imagination is running wild, and I’m giddy with anticipation. “I think we’re going to play a game.”
“A game?”
I tip my head up and give him a slow grin. “Yeah, a sexy game.”
“What kind of game would that be?”
“A hot one.” I can be mysterious as much as he can.
He grins and kisses my nose. “You’re such a bad girl.”
“Yep.” I laugh and push him away from me. “That’s why you love me.”
If he won’t fuck me right now, I need to find something to occupy my mind. Otherwise, I’m sure to work myself into a frenzy. I blow him a kiss and climb into the tent to grab my e-reader. I’ll read a clean romance and hopefully cool down a bit.
Nope. My clean romance didn’t get my mind off tonight, and I tried to guess what Lucas is going to suggest. I finally settled on strip poker. I’m not sure how he expects us to do it while the people at the campgrounds are still awake, but I think Lucas is going to get me naked somehow.
When I go outside, I lounge in one of the camping chairs we brought with us. Lucas keeps himself occupied by sharpening the end of three sticks into points. Oh fuck, maybe we really are having s’mores.
The rest of the day drags. By the time Mike’s supposed to arrive, my panties are wet and I’m jumping at every footstep I hear. Mike is five minutes late — not like I was watching the clock on my phone or anything. When he finally arrives, the sun is setting and Lucas has the campfire blazing.
The guys greet each other like they are the best of pals, confirming my suspicion they were making plans on the sly. Whatever. They can have their secrets. I’m sure I’ll find out soon enough.
Lucas breaks me out of my sexy daydream. “Jessica, baby?”
“Yes, love?”
“Can you get the chocolate bars from the cooler?”
“Sure.” I stand up to head past him towards the cooler. He grabs my wrist and pulls me close to him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs in my ear and then tilts my chin up so he can kiss me. “After you get the chocolate, I want you to put on the sundress you wore on the hike yesterday. Don’t wear any panties.”
My heart skips a beat at the thought of having so little clothes on again.
Oh yeah, this is totally going to be strip poker.
He’s making sure I end up naked. I nod my agreement, unable to speak, as he kisses me again.
When he walks away from me, I hurry to the cooler.
I practically toss the chocolates on the picnic table and hightail it into the tent to change.
I strip quickly and slip the sundress over my head. I breathe a sigh of relief when I don’t feel uncomfortable wearing the dress with nothing underneath. Hell, it almost feels normal.
When I get back to the guys, Lucas has arranged our camping chairs in a half circle around the campfire, and facing away from the main campground. I still don’t see any pack of cards out. Huh. What is he up to?
Lucas gestures towards the middle chair. “Sit down, my goddess.”
I give him a soft smile. Okay, I don’t mind this so far. After all, I am his goddess, right?