Getting Dirty (A Three Sisters Story Book 2)

by Kat London

  “And what about this?” I asked, prodding with hope in my voice. “What does it mean to our friendship?”

  “It means you’re going to finally feel what it’s like to be with a man.”

  My body vibrated with a shiver of excitement, followed by another shiver.

  “Come on. Let’s get back to camp.”

  FOUR

  We could barely keep our hands off each other on the way back to the campsite. Stealing kisses between the trees. Touching. Wanting. The campground was still an hour away. It was too long to wait. I needed him now.

  The next break in the trees, I pulled Gavin behind me, until we were far enough back to not be seen. Turning toward him, I pressed my back against a tree—nerves vibrating through my body. He reached up, sliding his finger across my cheek as he slid a strand of my hair off my face and behind my ear. Cupping the side of my face, he leaned forward and kissed me softly on my cheek, repeating the action slowly as he moved toward my lips. By the time he reached them, the nerves had heated up my skin—everywhere Gavin had touched me zapped with electricity.

  I wrapped my arms behind Gavin’s neck, pressing myself against his groin where his hard erection pressed back. I ran my fingers through his hair, which was still wet from the lake. I could barely keep my hands from trembling, as he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

  I rolled my hips against his, as tiny gasps of pleasure escaped my lips. A fire burned between my legs, and there was only one thing that was going to put it out. I moved my fingers to his chest, tracing the edges of his muscles between his pecs, then pulled my lips away from his and kissed along his jaw until I reached his neck. Gavin’s breath sucked in sharp. I continued down to his chest, taking each nipple into my mouth for a gentle pull. I crouched down to my knees, placing my face right in front of his cock. It pressed against the front of his briefs begging to be let free. When I finally reached up and pulled at the band of his boxers, I met Gavin’s gaze. His dark brown eyes met mine, begging me not to stop.

  As I pulled his boxers down, his thick, hard cock bounced free. Wrapping my hand around its girth, I began to stroke his shaft as cries of pleasure escaped his lips. When I placed my lips on the tip, Gavin’s hands grabbed either side of my head, guiding my face closer. His cock slid effortlessly, filling my mouth as his body shook. When I picked up my pace, his breath came out faster and his groans louder, until suddenly he was calling out my name.

  “Oh, Cher,” he groaned. “Wait. I want to come together.”

  I pulled back in surprise. No one had ever said that to me before. I looked up at Gavin, worried that something was wrong. But his face smiled down at me.

  Pulling me up, Gavin leaned forward until his lips were next to my ears. “I’ve waited a long time to be with you. I’m going to make you enjoy every second.”

  His lips moved down the side of my neck to my shoulder, where his hands pulled down the straps of my bathing suit until my arms were free and my breasts were exposed to the cool mountain air where my nipples tightened. He kissed along my collarbone as his hands cupped my breasts. I arched my back, pushing them into his hands, wanting more than just a soft caress. He responded by giving them a gentle squeeze as he nuzzled his face between my two plump mounds.

  I turned my chest, teasing his mouth with my nipple. He instantly took the bait, wrapping his lips around the tip and softening my stiff flesh in his warm mouth. My breath caught in my throat as shudders of pleasure rippled down my body. In response, he slid his other hand down the front of my bathing suit, sweeping over the warm mound between my thighs.

  His touch made me burn with excitement, my hips bucking toward his hand. But when his fingers delved between my soft folds—wow—it was more than I could handle. A cry of pleasure sprang from my throat, and I grabbed the back of Gavin’s head, desperate to hold onto something as his fingers tantalized my clit.

  He stood, thrusting a finger inside of me as his lips crashed against mine. My hips gave a surprised jerk against his hand, making my mind go wild. My hands ran madly through his hair as my tongue explored his, and his other hand left my breast, gripping my ass as he pulled me closer. When a second finger entered me, my mouth let go of his and my head snapped back. His lips trailed hungrily down the side of my neck as he worked his fingers inside of me, against my swollen bud.

  “Don’t stop,” I begged my body shaking as I teetered on the edge of orgasm. In my multiple attempts to find love, these moments of pleasure were so few and far between. I didn’t want Gavin to stop. Ever.

  I ran my hand down the front of Gavin’s chest until I reached his hard cock, which had been in my mouth only moments before. The head was wet with excitement. He grunted as I slid my palm around the top, squeezing it as my hand slipped over the head, popping it out between my thumb and forefinger as my hand slid down his girth.

  “Ohmygod,” Gavin grunted against my neck. “I need you. Now. Before it’s too late.”

  I released his cock and started pulling at the top of my shorts as Gavin’s hands released me from the edge of ecstasy. We were a mess of hands and arms as we scrambled to free ourselves from the last of our clothing. The moment we were free, Gavin spun me around, and I gripped the trunk of the tree arching my back to invite him in.

  His hand slid down my backside, spreading apart my wet folds, sliding up and down teasing me with his touch. Every time his fingertips reached my clit, my legs shook with pleasure. When the tip of his cock replaced his fingers, I couldn’t stand another second.

  “Please,” I begged, pushing myself back against him as I spread my legs apart further. “Fuck me.”

  His cock slid in front of my opening where it hesitated only a moment before he pushed his full erection into my tight opening. I squealed with delight as he pushed deeper inside of me, pressing me against the tree over and over again with each thrust. I couldn’t believe how wide he was, how perfectly he fit inside of me, driving me with an animal-like ferocity that could only come from a man of the mountains.

  I started out pressing myself back against him, colliding with his hips. But the deeper he went the sooner I lost myself, my body gyrating with pleasure with every movement of his cock inside of me. The sensations increased faster and faster, until suddenly with a painful ache I tipped over the edge, hearing myself screaming with ecstasy. I held tight against the tree, my legs shaking from the explosion of pleasure.

  As if my cries were all he needed for permission to finish, Gavin held on tight as his hips slapped against my ass, faster and faster until he hit me with one last push, crying out loud as he collapsed on top of me. His body shook, tense and hard as his hands moved from my backside and wrapped around my waist. The spasm of his erection moved against my swollen insides, letting tiny bursts of pleasure rack through my body.

  We stood like that, embraced between our bodies and nature, hot and wet in the wild. A sigh escaped my lips, as I shifted to stand. Gavin’s cock slid out, instantly leaving me wanting it again. His hands guided me around, where our naked bodies met, now hot and sticky from pleasure.

  He spun me around and pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing my swollen breasts against his hard chest. I nestled my face into his neck as he ran an arm up and down my back. My face flushed from his touch, so soft and gentle against my bare skin.

  “That was amazing,” he whispered, kissing the top of my head. “It was everything I always imagined it would be.”

  “I can’t wait for more,” I whispered, running a hand down his chest. “Tonight.” He didn’t answer right away, which brought back my usual feelings of insecurity. “That is if you want to.”

  He pulled back, lifting my face to his. “There’s nothing else I want more. Don’t forget that, okay?” I nodded, and he leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss against mine. When we finally pulled apart, he gave me a sexy smirk. “Now let’s get back to camp so we can start round two.”

  FIVE

  I couldn’t contain my
excitement when we got back to camp. The idea of spending all night with Gavin was enough to make my stomach flutter and my legs quiver. How had I not seen his interest all these years we’d been friends?

  As I unpacked my bag inside the tent, I thought of every place he touched me. Kissed me. Made me wild. My clothes were covered in the dirt of the forest floor, and I laughed as I remembered the pine needles I’d brushed from Gavin’s hair. Before I finished I heard Gavin’s voice mid-conversation, so I hurried outside to see who was there.

  His face was twisted in frustration as he talked on his cell phone. We’d left them behind when we went on our hike as service was hit-and-miss on the trails, but here in the camp you could sometimes get enough bars.

  I busied myself searching through our cooler for something to eat. When Gavin hung up, the sound of his hiking boots crunched along the ground in my direction.

  His voice came out deep and gruff. “If you keep bobbing about bent over like that, I’m not going to be able to control myself.”

  I looked back and gave my bottom a little shake, smiling as he groaned. “Maybe I want you to lose control,” I teased.

  “Argh,” he groaned. “I’m sorry to do this, but I have to get back to town.”

  “Oh, no.” I stood up, spinning around to face him. “Is everything okay?”

  He nodded, taking me in his arms. “It will be. It’s staff stuff. Being boss is hard sometimes. But I promise I’ll make this up to you.”

  “Deal,” I said.

  While we packed up camp, Gavin got another call. He mouthed an apology as he took it, and walked down toward the water for privacy. I finished loading the Jeep and climbed in the driver’s seat to wait for him, biting my cheek as I worried about what was going on.

  The ride back was quiet. I desperately wanted to reach over and take Gavin’s hand, but it was never free longer than a minute. Gavin spent most of his time getting frustrated as he kept losing his cell signal. By the time we turned into town, he was texting like a Wildman. What on earth was going on? When we pulled into the garage, he quickly jumped out of the Jeep and grabbed his bag. I crossed my arms as I leaned against the trunk, feeling helpless as a frown crossed my face.

  He looked up from his phone and paused. “I’m sorry.” His brows pushed together. “I’m being an ass. It’s just more urgent than I realized.” He leaned over and pecked me on the lips. “I promise I’ll call you as soon as I’ve got it under control. Okay?”

  I nodded, forcing a smile on my lips. “Is there anything I can do?”

  He shook his head. “Just don’t hold this against me? It’s not how I pictured our first time.”

  When Gavin was out of sight, I turned to start unloading the rest of the Jeep. My doubts were soon replaced by his last words, and warmth filled my chest. Had Gavin really pictured us together?

  “You’re back early.” Ali appeared at the door of the garage. She leaned against the jamb, crossing her arms as her forehead wrinkled.

  “Gavin got a call about work,” I said, looking away from her frown and focusing back on the camping gear. “It was an emergency.”

  “Well he’s still being charged for the overnight,” Ali said matter-of-factly. “We don’t run a charity.”

  I ignored her as I stacked the gear on the shelves along the opposite wall. Ali was always about business. She didn’t get that emergencies could come up. I didn’t know why she cared—it’s not like she owned Three Sisters. The adventure tour company we worked for was actually owned by three sisters who used to live in the valley. They’d all moved away years ago, only popping in a few times a year to check in. Ali was their acting manager. Sometimes she took the job way too serious.

  “So,” she continued, “seeing as you’re back early, want to come for drinks with some of my clients? We’re on our way out now.”

  I finished putting the last of the camping gear away and turned to face her. Ali was dressed in high heels and a black leather skirt, while I was still in cargo shorts and a tank top. While her skin glowed and her hair was shiny, I felt filthy from rolling around with Gavin.

  The thought of Gavin made my cheeks flush hot. “I was thinking about checking in on Gavin when I finished. You know, see if he needs my help.”

  Ali narrowed her eyes. “What do you mean, help? Why are you acting weird?”

  I quickly tore my gaze away from hers as I rushed past her into the locker room. The click of her heels chased after me. “I’m not being weird. I just wanted to see if everything was okay.”

  “You’ve never cared about hanging out with Gavin before,” she said, showing up next to my locker as I undressed. “Spill. Now.”

  “There’s nothing to spill,” I said, as I pulled off my shirt. When my head popped out from the other side, she was fixated on me. I knew Ali. She was not going to give up. “Fine. We might have—kissed. And by kissed, I might mean I slept with him.”

  “Cher!” I reeled back as she punched me in the arm. “Finally!”

  “I know.” I hung my head in my locker. “But now what do I do? I want to text him but what if I’ve ruined our friendship?”

  “Impossible,” Ali said. “That boy has had the hots for you as long as I’ve known you. Now hurry up and clean up so you can go see him.”

  Hope filled my insides as I met her gaze. Ali’s bright blue eyes were ablaze with excitement—a rare trait in my overly-sarcastic friend. “Do you really think so?” I asked. “I’m just worried it’s too fast.”

  “Gawd, Cher.” Ali rolled her eyes. “It’s been two years. Take the plunge already.”

  I smiled. “Hurry up and get out of here so I can clean up.”

  A smile crept across Ali’s face. “Deal.” She winked before turning on her heel. “Try not to be such a dirty girl next time.”

  I waited until the click of her heels disappeared out of the office, before stripping the last of my clothes off. Leaving them in a heap on the floor in front of my locker, I slipped into the showers and turned a nice flow of hot water. Steamed filled the tiny room as I let the drops fall all over my body. As the water cascaded over my naked body, it washed away the coat of filth from my hike with Gavin, but not the memory of his touch.

  Grabbing my bar of soap, I ran my hand down my neck, remembering every place Gavin’s lips gently pressed against my skin. My hand moved the soap across my chest, lathering both nipples as I pictured Gavin’s tongue in its place. I moved the soap slowly down my torso, grazing my groin as I bent over and lathered each leg. On my way back, I ran the suds along my inner thighs, thinking of Gavin’s hand spreading my legs apart, moving his face between them.

  My other hand slid effortlessly down my body, reaching the slippery fold between my thighs. My fingers slipped inside, teasing my clit as I imagined Gavin’s fingers in their place. Moving quickly up and down, bursts of pleasure exploded at my fingertips, stemming from deep inside of me. I pressed my forehead against the cool tiles of the shower wall as my legs began to shake at the idea of Gavin and me together again.

  As my orgasm shuddered down my legs, I pressed my thighs together holding my hand in place. My other hand was free, having lost the soap moments before. I stayed like that, under the hot water, until the last sensual ripple finished its course.

  As I ran the towel across my now sensitive skin, I found myself filled with confidence. I was going to Gavin’s store to check on him, because number one, I was Gavin’s friend, and number two, I wanted more.

  SIX

  Every inch of my body tingled with excitement as I drove to Gavin’s store. Would he be excited? Or would he be too frazzled from his emergency? Doubt seeped into my confidence, making me regret my decision to stop in. But I’d stopped home after my shower and primped and primed myself into a hot piece of ass. Hair curled, nails painted, and a tight black dress was just what I needed to turn Gavin into mush in my hands.

  But when I pulled up out front of Gavin’s store, everything was dark. I still put my car in park and tried the doo
r, in case someone was inside, but it was locked. I peered in the window, and everything looked okay. Nothing was damaged or messy—not that I knew what I was looking for.

  I got back in my car, frowning as I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel. What could have been so important to drag Gavin back to town? There was only one way to find out.

  When I pulled up outside of Gavin’s townhouse, the warmth of his lights spread out into the evening. He appeared at a window and I quickly opened my door, waving to him. But he turned his back before he saw me. My confidence renewed, I made my way to his front door and pressed the doorbell.

  “Hi, Gavin—” I began as the door opened. But it wasn’t Gavin who stood on the other side of the door. It was a woman. Pretty. Thin. My age. I faltered over my words, scanning her face for some explanation as to why she was there. When one didn’t come, I mumbled an apology. “I’m sorry. I must have the wrong house.”

  “Oh, wait,” she said, offering a smile that made her look even more beautiful. “Are you looking for Gavin? We were just about to have a late dinner, but I can get him for you.”

  I stepped back off the step, stumbling back a few paces before getting my balance. “Gavin—uh, no—I’m not looking for him. Wait—do you live here?”

  “Pardon?” she said, frowning.

  “I just meant—”

  Before I could finish a little girl no more than five or six ran up behind her. “Mommy, I’m hungry.”

  “I’m sorry,” I said, shaking my head. “I should go.”

  I turned, moving as quickly as I could to my car praying that Gavin didn’t see me. I didn’t need things to get even more awkward. I was already on the brink of utter embarrassment. I got into my car, started the ignition and threw it into gear. Without looking back, I peeled down the street, escaping my total humiliation. Who was that woman? Gavin’s girlfriend? And if she was, then what did that make me? I’d never been the other woman before—at least not that I’d known.