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“Did I see a hot tub around the front of the house?”

I like her thinking!

I’m stripping my shirt off before we even reach the porch steps. Lara waits longer than me,thankfully.

“Can we play without you?” Kaleb eagerly calls out.

Cooper must be gone.

“Have fun,” I yell back, leaning down to turn the heat and jets on.

Shucking off my jeans and shoes, I climb into the hot tub, too impatient to wait. “Come here, princess.” Lara looks around nervously as she strips, but my brothers are out back.

With a firm grip on her hand, I help her step into the tub. The minute she’s in the water, I’m on her.

Our mouths fuse. My hands roam over her naked skin.

Gripping her neck, I tilt her head until her lips leave mine.

“What are you?”

I lick and nip at the sensitive skin of her chest.

“We’re not married yet.”

My head snaps up.

My girl has the nerve to smirk at me.

Oh, she thinks she can play? Let’s see what she can take.

Abruptly, I spin her. My hands are rough as they clutch at her shoulders. Using my large body, I move her to the edge of the tub, folding her over the ledge.

Her upper body is barely laid flat on the surface of the decking before I shove my cock into her.

Fuck!I need this. So does she.

As soon as I’m fully seated, I retreat and slam straight back in.

Over and over.

Forceful and quick.

Our moans ring out into the open air. The sound of skin slapping is louder than ever with no walls to contain it. Water sloshes up and over the ledge. Waves crash between us as we clash together.

My hands slide up her sides, gripping her waist. Her breasts are what I want, but they’re plastered to the wood of the decking.

Tearing my eyes away from where my cock sinks in and out of her, I look up just in time to see my brothers dragging the two kids off into the forest.

They’re flailing as their pleas for help go ignored. Daniel drags the loudest by his bound hands. The kid digs his heels into the dirt as he’s pulled along behind his friend, who Kaleb has marching in front of him.

My girl is too wrapped up in the feel of us to notice, her eyes screwed closed, her mouth open on a moan.

“Want to try that again, princess?” I taunt, hammering into her.

Lara turns her head to the side, her cheek pressed to the floor. “If I’m not married, does that technically mean I’m single?”

Oh, this woman.

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