Page 128 of Their Little Ghost

I lead them to an opening in the undergrowth. The track is seriously overgrown, but we should be able to make our way through it.

“I’ll go first,” Aiden says.

“I’ll lead.” I stand my ground. “This is the twenty-first century.”

To my surprise, he doesn’t push it, and we fall into a line. I stroll quickly. The sooner we get there, the sooner I’ll be able to rip their clothes off.

“How much farther?” Lex complains after we’ve been walking for five minutes.

“Quit whining,” I say.

I start to wonder whether I’d misheard the directions or took a wrong turn when my light finally settles on a cabin roof peering over the top of the twisted branches ahead.

“There.” I point. “See?”

Aiden storms forward, shoving past me to get to the cabin first. He charges down the door with his shoulder, making a massive bang that causes sleeping birds to caw.

I arch one eyebrow. “There’s a spare key under the mat.”

Although, I can’t deny his manly display of strength was kinda hot.

“Fuck that,” Aiden says, although I can tell he’s grinning underneath his mask.

As I approach, he scoops me into his arms. I squeal as he carries me over the threshold like we’re newlyweds.

Lex follows and flicks on the light switch to no avail. “Generator’s out.”

This place hasn’t been used for a long time. I stifle a cough from the dust, but at least no animals have taken over.

“It’s a good thing you know how to start a fire then,” I say, propping my cell phone on a dusty table for light and gesturing at the hearth. “Look, there’re candles here.”

Lex acts swiftly, like a soldier called to arms, and begins setting alight anything he can find with his trusty lighter.

I gaze up at Aiden, seeking his approval. “It’ll do, right?”

“It’s perfect,” he replies.

I roll up the bottom of his mask. Immediately, our mouths crash together in a desperate frenzy. I don’t know which of us needs this more.

“Fuck,” he groans. “I’ve been dying to taste you.”

I lean to kiss him again, but he turns his head and pushes me onto the sofa with full force.

“Spread your legs,” he orders, removing his mask fully and hurling it aside.

I do as he asks and spread my legs slowly. To my right, Lex is busy fanning embers in the fireplace that give off a soft, orange glow.

Aiden lets out a low whistle and drops to his knees to admire my pussy.

“No panties,” he says, crawling to me.

Just as he reaches me, I snap my legs closed. “Aren’t we gonna talk first?”

“Talk?” he scoffs. “We can talk after you’ve come all over my tongue.”

Who can argue with that logic? He wrenches my knees apart, and his head disappears under my skirt to nibble my inner thighs.

Lex chuckles. “You’re starting without me, huh?”