Raw Silk

by Delilah Devlin

  “What’s to keep him from watching?”

  “Would you really mind?”

  Lacey bit her lower lip. “Not if it’s what you want…”

  “That’s my girl,” he drawled.

  Jake knelt beside Camille and cupped the back of her head. “I want your clothes off. And you in the middle of that stream.”

  She grinned. “Are you coming in, too?”

  “No, Danny and I are setting up camp. We promised you wouldn’t have to lift a finger.”

  “But that’s not fair.”

  “Sweetheart, we already have plans for how you’ll pay us back.”

  “Jesus.”

  Jake tapped her nose and straightened, heading to the packs where Danny was already pulling out their store of camping gear.

  Lacey smiled after them. “Guess we get to play.” She began eagerly stripping off her clothes.

  Camille glanced around, but other than the birds twittering from the trees on either side of the creek, they were alone.

  Jake tossed her and Camille towels and soap on a rope then went to work unpacking his backpack in earnest.

  The women climbed down the rocky bank to the stream. Camille’s toes sank into the sandy bottom, and she sat, sighing as the water cooled her overheated skin. “This is delicious.”

  “Want to get the boys hot and bothered?” Lacey said, settling in the sand beside her.

  “We’re breathing, aren’t we? Doesn’t take much more than that.”

  Lacey lifted both eyebrows, and her hazel gaze gleamed with amusement. “You’re not wrong there. But want to get them worked up enough they forget the Boy Scout shit and join us?”

  “I’m game.”

  Lacey held out her hand. “Gimme the soap.” She lathered up, and then knelt beside Camille to rub her soapy hands over Camille’s breasts, kneading her soft flesh.

  Camille moaned and tilted back her head. “More,” she said, grinning because she knew Lacey meant to take the game all the way.

  “Gotta make more noise than that or they won’t notice,” Lacey whispered.

  Camille peeked from the corner of her eyes, gazing up the embankment to where the two men had stopped, holding the tent between them, their attention arrested as they watched the women.

  “We don’t have to be obvious. Subtle will work just fine.”

  “Your turn,” Lacey said, holding out the soap.

  Camille soaped her hands and skimmed them over Lacey’s more-generous contours. “Did you ever think we’d be doing this?”

  Lacey’s gaze softened. Whether from the pleasure of her touch or a wistful happiness, Camille couldn’t tell.

  “Not in a million years. But I don’t regret a minute of it.”

  “Do you think this could have happened between us if it hadn’t been for them?”

  Lacey shook her head. “It’s chemistry. The four of us are dynamite when you combine all the ingredients.”

  Camille glided her palms over Lacey’s breasts, massaging her gently. “What about when it ends? I mean, someday playtime has to stop.”

  Lacey’s hands cupped Camille’s over her breasts. “I like this. Don’t jinx it.”

  Camille nodded. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to put a damper on the day.”

  “It’s okay. I know you don’t believe they’re in it for the long haul.”

  “You think they are?”

  “Danny’s the most likely to drift away. He’s a good-time boy. But Jake loves you.”

  “You don’t think he thinks a lot about you, too?”

  “He does, and maybe he’ll love me a little given time, but he’s all about you, Camille. All you have to do is open your eyes.”

  Camille smiled. She was beginning to believe. She knelt in the water and spread her knees, exposing her pussy. “Something else needs washing.”

  “At your service, milady.” Lacey worked suds into Camille’s curls and stroked her fingers through them until the soap was gone. Then she glided between her folds and gave her a more intimate caress.

  The steady circular motion swelled Camille’s clit, and she bit her lip and groaned. “Better let me do you, too. This is getting out of hand.”

  Lacey gave her a wink and bent toward the bank, lifting her bottom. Camille crawled behind her, worked suds between her palms then stroked Lacey’s backside, skimming over her plump pale bottom then tracking her fingertips down the center. She circled her tiny hole until Lacey’s head dipped between her shoulders.

  Camille pressed a fingertip inside, sinking it in to the second knuckle then swirled her hand to stretch the tight hole. She used her other hand to palm Lacey’s pussy and massage it while she teased her ass.

  “What have you two done?” Danny said, his voice stern, his hands fisted on his hips.

  Danny’s gaze met Camille’s, and he gave her a wink. The guys hadn’t lasted long.

  Lacey groaned as Camille swirled inside her ass. She lifted her head to deliver Danny a look that didn’t hide a bit of her distress. “We’ve been bad girls,” she lisped.

  Camille laughed and stopped teasing Lacey’s body. She went to her hands and knees beside Lacey. Both women knew the game was going to get lusty pretty damn quick.

  Danny tugged his T-shirt over his head and shucked his pants and boots.

  Lacey eyed all that manly perfection, and her pussy clenched hard.

  When he waded into the water and stood behind them, he cupped a buttock of each of them, and lifted his hand to swat them.

  It stung harder than she’d thought it would, but maybe it was because her skin was slick. Still, Lacey didn’t really care, the warmth of the slap shimmered under her skin, creeping toward her pussy.

  Slaps landed one after the other on Camille’s ass, and she wiggled, pretending to try to escape, but her breaths were choppy, and excited color rode the crests of her cheekbones.

  When he turned back to Lacey, Danny gave her several slaps in succession then rubbed his hands on her ass, stroking the warm spots. His hand slipped to her pussy, and he slapped it hard.

  Lacey gasped and darted a glare over her shoulder.

  Danny’s gaze narrowed. “Want me to stop?”

  Lacey knew if she said yes, he’d move back to Camille and make Lacey wait to gain her pleasure until later. She glared, pretending anger and turned away, facing the bank again, but her gaze snagged on a pair of naked ankles right in front of her.

  She raised her head to meet Jake’s simmering gaze. His hand was wrapped around his cock, and he pointed it toward her mouth.

  Before today, Jake hadn’t been quite as ready to play with her, but the quiet intensity of his gaze told her this weekend was all about them getting to know each other better.

  She pressed her lips together, refusing him entrance.

  “You’re only going to make him more stubborn,” Camille drawled.

  If she hadn’t been squeezing her lips together, she’d have snorted. Duh!

  He slapped her cheek with his shaft, but she still refused him.

  At last, he gripped the hair at the back of her head and pinched her chin, causing her to gasp. Then he shoved his cock between her lips.

  She gurgled on it, careful to keep her teeth shielded by her lips. Resistance crumbled as she tasted his musky cock and breathed in his heady, masculine aroma.

  He fucked her mouth, sliding his long, thick cock forward and back, rubbing it against the back of her throat until she swallowed and he slipped deeper. Then he pumped, cramming deeper.

  The hand moving in swirls over her ass, swatted her hard. Was Danny jealous that Jake was feeding her his big cock?

  She wiggled her butt, pretending to try to escape, but he was relentless, spanking her harder until the burning warmth that shimmered over her bottom, seeped deep into her pussy.

  A hazy kind of euphoria took hold of her mind and body, and she moaned, the sound muffled by the thick cock stroking deep. Her bottom jerked, her pussy clenched, and cream slicked her inner thighs.


  “God, Lace, your ass is glorious.”

  “It’s red, Danny,” Camille said, sarcasm in her tone.

  “You’ll get yours, sweetheart.”

  “Can’t hardly wait,” she said breathily.

  Lacey heard them but tuned them out, concentrating instead on the satiny texture of Jake’s steamy shaft and the tension rippling up and down her channel. If she could have talked, she’d have screamed for Danny to end her agony.

  His hands massaged her ass and pulled apart her cheeks. His cock stroked up and down the crevice, and Lacey mewled, knowing exactly what he wanted.

  “I watched Camille play with your little hole, and I got jealous,” he said, his voice tight. “You haven’t given it to me yet. Think you can take me now?”

  The bastard knew full well she couldn’t reply, so she answered him in the only way she knew how, lifting her bottom higher.

  “That’s right, baby. Give me that sweet ass,” he growled. He dropped spit into the crack of her ass. His cock head nudged her opening then pushed harder, entering her slowly.

  Her tiny hole clasped him tightly, trying to eject him.

  “Relax, baby. It’ll be all right,” he crooned.

  She wanted to, but her body was on fire. When he came at her again, she whimpered. The burning ache was too much, but then he popped inside and she trembled with relief.

  Danny’s hands steadied her hips, and he slowly began to stroke inside her, working his way deeper with each strong glide. When he began to pump in earnest, a shudder worked its way down her spine, and she gagged on Jake’s cock.

  Jake pulled out of her mouth, and his thumbs smoothed over her wet cheeks. “Danny, she’s crying,” he said softly.

  Danny’s body trembled behind her, but he stopped thrusting and started to withdraw.

  Lacey moaned, swallowing to bring moisture to her mouth before she croaked, “Christ, Danny, please don’t stop.”

  His hands glided over her back, cupped her shoulders, and he drew her upward, still speared on his dick. His face nuzzled the corner of her neck. “Sure you can take it?” he ground out.

  She nodded quickly, a sob shivering through her. “I’m close,” she whispered.

  His head lifted away. Jake’s gaze rose above her, and he nodded a signal to Danny. Then he crawled forward in the water and knelt in front of her.

  Danny’s hands left her hips and skimmed over her belly, his fingers gliding beneath the water to sink into her folds. Then he started to pulse his hips, lifting her in his lap as he fucked her.

  Jake cupped her chin and raised it. His mouth closed over her lips in a tender kiss that didn’t satisfy her the least little bit. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, coaxed his to glide into hers, and then sucked on it.

  His laughter rumbled into her, and she smiled against his lips but didn’t let go of his tongue as Danny bounced her on his lap.

  His fingers circled on her rigid clit, and she bit into Jake’s tongue as her orgasm slammed through her.

  Her body quivered and jerked. Her cries were broken, muffled, desperate. Her hands clung to Jake’s arms, her nails digging deep, until at last she peaked and collapsed against Danny’s chest.

  Jake lifted his mouth from hers, kissed her forehead, then gave Camille a sideways glance. His hand shot out, snagged her wrist and pulled her toward the edge of the water, forcing her to her back.

  He climbed over Camille, so close his hips rubbed against Lacey’s knee and sank inside her friend in one stroke.

  Lacey knew because Camille yelped and threw back her head. Sitting on Danny’s lap with his hands stroking her breasts and belly, his kisses landing on her shoulder and the side of her neck, she watched Jake fuck Camille, and thought she’d never felt so close to anyone as she did these three friends.

  “I don’t want this to end,” she said raggedly, turning her face to catch Danny’s gaze.

  Danny’s smile was slow and sweet. “Who says it has to?”

  “Are we just playing games?”

  Danny swallowed, and his smile faded. His eyes blazed with an intensity she’d never seen from him before. “Do you think that just because I tease you, just because I’m always smiling, that I don’t take this seriously?”

  “I don’t know,” she answered honestly, her heart thumping hard inside her chest. “I know I don’t exactly wear my heart on my sleeve either. But I’ve never been this happy.”

  “Lacey, this may have started out as something light and sexy for me, but I want you in my life. I want this, with you, and Jake and Camille.”

  Lacey took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I think I’m going to be really sore if I keep sitting on your dick.”

  Danny’s lips twitched. He clasped her hips and drew her slowly off his cock, only to wrap his arms around her again and hold her tightly against his chest.

  Both their gazes fell on the other couple as Jake shouted and threw back his head. Camille’s fingernails scraped down Jake’s spine and dug into his ass, then she too cried out and eased her thighs from his hips.

  Jake glanced over his shoulder. “You two got it worked out?”

  Danny’s chest shook against Lacey’s back as he laughed. “I think so. Lacey just needed a little petting, some reassurance I don’t see her as just another piece of ass, although I love hers to death.”

  Lacey slapped his hands. “You’re such a jerk,” she said, although her smile was beaming from the inside out. “And I think it’s gotten so sticky sweet out here I need to wash up again.”

  Danny cupped her chin and swung her face toward his. His kiss was quick and hard, but his gaze promised so much more that all her fears melted away.

  Chapter Nine

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  Once the remnants of their dinner were cleared away, the two couples sat beside the fire, listening to the crickets and frogs. The fire and the Citronella candles placed around the edges of the camp kept most of the insects at bay. A good thing since they were all naked.

  Jake sighed and tightened his arms around Camille, who sat draped across his lap. “Camping out’s not so bad, now is it?”

  Camille laughed and ducked her head. “This has been nice. I didn’t think I’d like it, but it must be the company.”

  “So, it’s not your first choice for vacation, but I’m not giving up. Maybe next time we could rent a cabin with a dock and do some fishing.”

  She wrinkled her nose. “So long as you put the worms on the hook.”

  “You won’t have to lift a finger.”

  “Promises, promises. Why is it I feel so completely, bonelessly tired when you did all the work?”

  Jake grinned at her feminine complaint. They’d pretty much spent the afternoon and evening fucking. “Maybe because I’m talented?”

  She giggled and snuggled closer. One small hand stroked his chest, and then her fingers walked upward, stopping at his chin. She tipped his face down. “Lacey and I have a request. Something we’d like you two to do. Something you might find a little uncomfortable, but we’d like to have happen. Just to seal this togetherness we’re all enjoying so much.”

  Something in her tone warned him he wasn’t going to like what she was about to ask. “Are you wanting to be in charge?”

  “Kind of. I’d like you to agree to whatever I suggest.”

  Jake felt his cock stir and grimaced. His dick was a little raw from so much action, but it didn’t seem to matter. He was up for whatever she had in mind. Just the sexy sparkle in her eyes was enough to send his blood surging south again. “You gonna tell me what you want?”

  “No. First you have to agree.”

  Jake drew a deep breath and lowered his eyelids as he considered the blush working its way across her cheeks. He glanced across at Danny, who shrugged. “Whatever makes them happy, huh?”

  Lacey’s low snicker increased Jake’s unease. He thought he knew where this might be heading. “I do have my limits, Camille,” he warned.

  “I know. But you have to trust I
won’t push too far.”

  “All right then.” He clasped her hand and raised it to his mouth, kissing her fingertips.

  Camille swung her legs to the side and stood. “Let’s pile the sleeping bags on top of each other. Someone’s going to need some padding under their knees.”

  Jake groaned.

  Lacey laughed out loud. “Yeah, be afraid. Be very afraid.”

  Danny stood and rubbed the back of his neck before giving Jake a nervous glance. “You know this is gonna end badly.”

  “Our pride’s gonna be in the dirt,” Jake said, his tone flat.

  “Or maybe we just go with the flow. The ladies have been generous.”

  “That they have.”

  “Quit gossiping,” Lacey called out from the far side of the fire. She crooked her finger at them. “No more stalling.”

  Jake walked slowly toward them, dragging his feet. Danny seemed just as reluctant.

  When they stood in front of the women, Camille walked around them, studying them, letting the tension thicken in the air.

  “I think you know what we want, don’t you, Jake?” she said softly.

  He groaned. “Remember, payback’s a mother.”

  “Oh, I’m counting on that, darling.”

  Camille turned to Danny.

  “Who’s doing who?” Danny asked, resignation in his voice.

  “Not that I think it’s unmanly of you, but I don’t believe you have as much of a problem with this as Jake. Am I wrong?”

  Danny shook his head. “Fuck. Guess the padding’s for me, huh?”

  Camille nodded. “Get down on your knees.”

  Danny cleared his throat and slowly knelt, keeping his head down.

  “You’ll notice we waited until it was dark. That way you can both hide your blushes.”

  Lacey laughed softly. “Yeah, be grateful we’re a little more mindful of your pride than you were of ours.”

  Jake blew out a deep breath. “You sure this is what you want? You could have us any other way you want.”

  Camille’s chin lifted and that damn dimple deepened with the shadows. “Oh, you’re gonna want it too, Jake.”

  He bit back a curse but followed the wave of her hand that indicated where she wanted him to stand—right in front of Danny, who still hadn’t looked up.