Without Law 18 Eric Vall (reading well TXT) 📖

and she bit her lip and looked around nervously.

I was about to ask if she was okay, but then I realized what she’d meant when she said ‘kind of’. My tiredness immediately dissipated at the thought of Bailey coming into the tent to seduce me, but I wasn’t about to show her that.

My hippie girl was adorable when she was nervous or embarrassed, so I thought I’d play dumb for a moment or two.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah,” Bailey said, and she shook her head vigorously and held up her hands. “I’m fine, I just…”

Even in the dim light of the tent I could see her face grow red with embarrassment.

“You just what?” I asked, but I couldn’t help the wide grin that came over my face.

“You know,” Bailey laughed, and she swatted my leg playfully. “You’re just messing with me.”

“Guilty,” I chuckled, and I sat up and grabbed her by the hand to pull her down to me until my face was just inches away from hers. “Is this what you came here for?”

My hand was still wrapped around Bailey’s wrist, and I could feel her whole body tense from our closeness. Her chest rose and fell quickly as she puffed hot air out against my lips.

“Yes,” she gulped.

“Good,” I said with a smile, and I slowly leaned in and captured her lips with my own.

Bailey inhaled sharply as our lips touched, but as I slid my hand up her arm and to the back of her neck, she relaxed into my embrace and let out a soft little moan as I guided her down to the bed.

“Tav,” she whispered as I kissed along her jaw and down to her neck.

I nibbled on her soft skin and breathed in the scent of her as my hands moved along her perfectly shaped figure. I touched her ever so lightly as I traced her hourglass shape with my fingers, and I felt her whole body shudder with pleasure in response.

The beautiful blonde arched her back up, and her fingers made their way into my hair as I moved my lips as far down on her neck as they could go.

Once I was blocked by her sweatshirt, I decided it had to go, so I tugged from the bottom upward, but just as I slid the piece of clothing over her head, I heard the familiar sound of the tent zipper behind me.

“Well, hey there, Bailey,” someone laughed.

Busted.

Chapter 4

I turned around to see Tara standing in the doorway of the tent. The light from the moon shone behind her back, so her face was darkened with shadows, but I knew it was her from her figure, and the way the moonlight reflected off her incredibly lightly-colored hair.

“Or should I say ‘hey there Bailey’s boobs’ instead?” the platinum-blonde asked, and she cocked a hip to the side and placed her hand on it.

“Oh, geez,” Bailey gasped, and she tore her sweater from my hands and yanked it over her bare chest. The hippie girl was known for not wearing a bra, and now was no exception.

“Bailey, you know I’ve seen you naked, right?” Tara laughed.

“Well, yeah, but…” Bailey’s voice trailed off as she bit her lip with embarrassment.

“Relax, relax,” Tara said, and she stepped into the tent and knelt down to dig into her bag. “Normally, I’d probably try and join you, but I’m too pregnant and sick for all that right now. I just need some fresh ginger from my bag, then you two can carry on with your little fuckfest.”

“Ughh,” Bailey groaned, and she put her hands over her face, clearly mortified.

“Did you have to put it like that?” I chuckled and nodded my head at Bailey.

“She knows we’ve all had sex together, right?” Tara asked with a laugh. “I mean, you’d think she’d get over this embarrassment at some point.”

“Yeah, but I agreed to it then,” Bailey mumbled. “This was… unexpected.”

“There you are,” Tara said as she pulled out a small baggie from her luggage and held it up, then she turned to Bailey and smiled. “Like I said, you can carry on now. No need to stop the fun on my account, I’ll just leave you all to it.”

“Thanks,” I laughed, but Bailey just continued to hide her face and shake her head.

“Oh, and one more thing,” Tara said as she stepped through the tent door.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Really give it to her good,” Tara said, and she swatted the air in front of her as if she were spanking an imaginary bent over person.

“Tara!” Bailey exclaimed through her fingers. “Oh, my god!”

“Then go like this…” Tara said as she grabbed imaginary hips and thrust her crotch forward to imitate doggy-style. “Do it nice and deep and put a baby in her just like you did for me. Kay?”

“Goodbye, Tara,” I said with a shake of my head.

“Byyyyeee,” the platinum-blonde laughed as she zipped up the tent door.

I turned back to Bailey and smiled at the fact that she still had her face hidden. I slowly peeled away her fingers and looked into her blue-ish gray eyes.

“Are you okay?” I asked, though I couldn’t help how adorable I found her in that moment.

“I’m fine,” the blonde breathed, and she looked up at me and bit her lip for the hundredth time in the past five minutes. “She did say not to let her ruin our fun…”

“And so we won’t,” I laughed and picked her up so I could lay her down flat on the bed.

Bailey squealed with excitement when I grabbed her, and that turned into a sexy laugh as I started to kiss down her now once again exposed chest.

Once I reached her breast, though, her laugh turned into heavy breathing with