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He used his other hand to shove my legs open then housed himself in the space between them.

The jeans he had on weren’t thick enough to mask his erection, and now that my legs were open, he pushed it against my center, grinding harder when a moan left my lips.

I was strung so tight, he could make me come in ten seconds if he kept moving just…like…that.

Adrenaline had all my senses heightened and all I wanted was to feel good.

Greyson must have sensed that because he stopped moving and stared at me like I was an exhibit, his eyes meticulously tracing every inch of my face.

Laid out on this snowy forest floor, hands pinned above my head and my chest heaving, I didn’t know what I looked like. And I didn’t care. Because the lust in his eyes told me he liked what he saw.

Working my hips in a needy wine, I tried to grind against him again.

“Look how greedy you are. I got you out here in this snow and all you want is to come.”

The heat in his voice was just as evident as the jeer. He was mocking me, but he was turned on too.He wanted this too.

“Please, Greyson.” I wound my waist again, this time connecting and letting out a relieved gasp. The friction fed my desire. Then I was pleading. “Please, Greyson. I know you want to come too.” I was whining. “I’m sorry for running. Just please let me come.”

Greyson swore under his breath but gave me what I wanted.

His lips found mine again.

His hips thrust against mine again.

And he called out my name when I shook under him, overcome by the pleasure ripping through me as I came, pinned up under him.

If you told me a month ago I’d be dry humping one of my boyfriends in the woods after he chased me, I would have looked at you sideways.

But now that I was doing it, now that it was my reality, the only thing I wanted was more of this.

More Greyson. More bliss. More kisses. Morethis.

“Fuck, Red. You’re gonna be the death of me,” Greyson groaned before kissing my neck and getting off of me.

He reached down to pull me up and I went happily, needlessly fixing my skirt as he led us back to his place.

My legs felt shaky, so he wrapped an anchoring arm around me and let me lean on him until we made it home.

Right there in the living room, he stripped us both out of our damp clothes and carried me to his bedroom.

By the time he had me wrapped in a towel after our shower, I was too drowsy to do anything but snuggle against him while he spoke softly in my ear, reassuring me and kissing me the whole time.

“You did so well, True. I knew you would. I fucking love you.”

When I fell asleep, I’d forgotten all about the gift I was supposed to find in the woods.

I didn’t know how I ended up here.

Sitting on Greyson’s dick with my back to his chest and Noah between our legs, licking me and teasing us with his tongue.

One minute, Noah was kissing up and down my spine as I woke up from my nap. The next minute, Greyson had me on his lap, his dick hitting my G-spot with every upward thrust.

My back was flush against Greyson’s muscled pecs and his lips hadn’t left my neck since I straddled him.

We were moving in slow motion, unhurried as he stretched me out.

His strong hands bracketed my hips, keeping my legs spread wide. Wide enough for Noah to work his way in the middle and suck on my clit between every deep stroke Greyson gave me.