Slow No Wake - By Dakota Madison Page 0,58

were outside, in a tent, and not completely in private. That small bit of risk, of being overheard or caught in the act, sent me over the edge and I had the most intense orgasm of my life. I was completely and totally undone.

Daniel followed and I watched as he shuddered. “Oh, God, Lexie,” he moaned as he took in a breath and made a final thrust.

We collapsed into each other, both spent. Neither of us moved for a few moments, savoring the connection we shared. Then he withdrew and a wave of sadness unexpectedly poured over me. Even though he was only a few feet away, dealing with the condom, it felt too far away.

“What’s wrong?” he asked as he lay back down beside me.

“You’ll think this is stupid, but I already miss having you inside me.” When I snuck a peek at him, he was grinning.

“I’m able to give repeat performances,” he said. “You’ll just have a wait a few minutes if you want an encore.”

I gave him a quick kiss on the nose. He returned the gesture. “Do you have any idea how crazy I am about you?” he said.

“I think I have an idea.”

He kissed my nose again. “I absolutely adore you.”

Then he gave me a soft kiss on the lips. “And I’m completely and totally I love with you.”

“I love you, too, Daniel,” I whispered.

I didn’t have to wait much longer for my encore performance.

TWELVE

Body Dragging

I was awakened to the sound of rustling in the tent next to us. It was already light outside.

Daniel smiled as he awoke. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said, then planted a quick kiss on my lips.

“Sounds like your friends are getting up,” I said as a caution.

“Ready to face the day?” he asked. I knew he was also asking if I was ready to face his friends and if we were both ready to face Eddie.

I nodded.

We both changed into fresh clothes and I pulled my unruly hair into a pony tail.

“I love your hair pulled back,” Daniel said.

I smiled. I noticed his hair was sticking up in a few places, so I tried to flatten it down with my fingers. “There, much better,” I said admiring my quick-fix hair styling technique.

Daniel raised an eyebrow. “Ready?”

“Let’s do it,” I replied.

When we climbed out of the tent, Joey-G was also climbing out of his. I could hear a female voice from inside his tent whine, “Joe–eeee.” She stretched the second syllable of his name out for what seemed like an eternity because her voice was so shrill. Then she yelled, “Help me out of this thing.”

Joey reached back into the tent and pulled out a small, dark-haired girl. She had such a large voice, I was shocked to see that she was so tiny, maybe only five feet tall.

“Joe-eeee,” she whined again. “You said you’d walk me to my car.”

Joey-G put his index finger to his lips in an attempt to quiet the abrasive young woman. “I’ve got a splitting headache; please keep your voice down.”

“Okay,” whined the girl. She seemed to have no ability to modulate the tone or volume of her voice.

Joey-G grabbed her elbow. “Come on, August. I’ll walk you to your car.”

The girl punched Joey-G right in the arm. “My name’s not August. It’s April.”

“Hey, at least I knew it was a month,” Joey-G replied as they headed toward the parking lot.

Ricky poked his head out of his tent and asked, “What the hell was that racket?”

He emerged from the tent with a buxom blonde. She had on a black mini skirt that just barely covered her butt cheeks and an extremely tight-fitting black tank top.

The blonde leaned up and planted a kiss on Ricky’s lips. The two made out for a few seconds until Daniel cleared his throat.

The blonde said, “The next time you boys are in town, give me a call.”

“Sure thing,” Ricky said, then gave her a quick slap on the rear as the blonde headed toward the parking lot.

When Joey-G returned, he was rubbing his temples. “Someone, please kill me now. I can’t take this headache. I don’t know which made it worse, the shots of tequila or April’s voice.”

Ricky laughed. “Maybe if you actually talked to the girls before you bedded them, you’d avoid situations like that.”

“Maybe I’ll try a little hair of the dog,” Joey-G said as he scanned the campsite, presumably for some alcohol.

We heard an unzipping noise coming from Eddie’s tent and he emerged from its depths.

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