Free McKenzie, Cooper - Thanksgiving in Sanctuary (Welcome to Sanctuary 5) (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Cooper McKenzie Page B
Authors: Cooper McKenzie
fucked long and hard.
Feeling a hunger for what only they could give her, she leaned toward Robert until her lips almost touched his ear. “I’m going to take a walk up the mountain. Want to go with me and see what kind of trouble we can get into?”
Robert froze then turned and looked from her to Martin and back again. “What about Martin?” he whispered.
Anna looked at her husband. He met her gaze, and his eyes got wide when she winked at him then slowly licked her lips in a blatant come-on she had used often when they were out at parties or in crowds. “He can come, too, if he wants. But I need to get away from all these people and try to relax a little.”
She watched as the brothers exchanged a glance. They then stacked all the dishes within reaching distance. A moment later, they both stood up and carried the dishes to the kitchen.
Anna looked at Summer, who sat across the table from her, and winked. “All it takes is a little of the right kind of motivation and you can get them to do anything you want.”
Summer smiled. “We’ll have to talk later about exactly what the right kind of motivation consists of.”
“Much later,” Robert said as the two men returned.
“There’s a thermos under the coffee bar counter. Fill it and take some of these muffins with you,” Bridget said from down the table, her smile saying she knew exactly what they were doing. “You’ll need the energy later on.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” Robert said with a smile as he helped Anna from her chair.
Ten minutes later Martin led the way out the back door of the Wash House. He and Robert each carried a daypack slung over one shoulder. His contained the coffee, muffins, and several quickly prepared sandwiches while his brother’s held a blanket and other supplies that Bridget and Anna felt were necessary for their hike up the mountain to the gazebo. Summer and Bridget assured them that they would keep the family from visiting the gazebo while they were gone.
Anna was not surprised as Martin took lead at the beginning of the well-marked trail at the edge of the clearing. She and Martin had walked this trail up to the gazebo at least once during each of their visits. More often than not, by the time they reached the gazebo they were so aroused they would strip off enough clothing to have sex in the outdoors. The fear that someone might come down the mountain from the Appalachian Trail added an exciting thrill to their encounters that they talked about for weeks afterward.
In anticipation of today’s adventure, Anna wore a warm sweater and a full, ankle-length skirt with her hiking boots. She had dressed and left the room before her men woke, so neither of them knew she had not bothered with a bra or panties.
Robert followed her up the trail, and she could feel his eyes on her ass as if he were physically touching her. As they walked, they talked and pointed out various animals or breathtaking sights, but Anna knew she would remember none of the topics they talked about later.
Most of her mind focused on the way her body responded to the hike. The cool, fresh air, and the knowledge that they were about to have sex at the gazebo sent heat pulsing through her body in anticipation. Her clit felt full and hard. Just her legs rubbing together and pressing against her slit caused her pussy to overflow, dampening her upper thighs more and more by the minute. Her nipples were hard and tight, aching for more pressure than just the brush of her shirt provided.
The trail itself sloped up the side of the mountain, not nearly as challenging as some of the 5 and 10K walks through Raleigh that Anna had participated in over the years. But Martin set a fast pace, and by the time they reached the place where the trail leveled out and the trees gave way to the small clearing where the gazebo sat looking out over Sanctuary and the mountains beyond, she felt the need to take a break.
Climbing the handful of steps to the gazebo, she looked
Feeling a hunger for what only they could give her, she leaned toward Robert until her lips almost touched his ear. “I’m going to take a walk up the mountain. Want to go with me and see what kind of trouble we can get into?”
Robert froze then turned and looked from her to Martin and back again. “What about Martin?” he whispered.
Anna looked at her husband. He met her gaze, and his eyes got wide when she winked at him then slowly licked her lips in a blatant come-on she had used often when they were out at parties or in crowds. “He can come, too, if he wants. But I need to get away from all these people and try to relax a little.”
She watched as the brothers exchanged a glance. They then stacked all the dishes within reaching distance. A moment later, they both stood up and carried the dishes to the kitchen.
Anna looked at Summer, who sat across the table from her, and winked. “All it takes is a little of the right kind of motivation and you can get them to do anything you want.”
Summer smiled. “We’ll have to talk later about exactly what the right kind of motivation consists of.”
“Much later,” Robert said as the two men returned.
“There’s a thermos under the coffee bar counter. Fill it and take some of these muffins with you,” Bridget said from down the table, her smile saying she knew exactly what they were doing. “You’ll need the energy later on.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” Robert said with a smile as he helped Anna from her chair.
Ten minutes later Martin led the way out the back door of the Wash House. He and Robert each carried a daypack slung over one shoulder. His contained the coffee, muffins, and several quickly prepared sandwiches while his brother’s held a blanket and other supplies that Bridget and Anna felt were necessary for their hike up the mountain to the gazebo. Summer and Bridget assured them that they would keep the family from visiting the gazebo while they were gone.
Anna was not surprised as Martin took lead at the beginning of the well-marked trail at the edge of the clearing. She and Martin had walked this trail up to the gazebo at least once during each of their visits. More often than not, by the time they reached the gazebo they were so aroused they would strip off enough clothing to have sex in the outdoors. The fear that someone might come down the mountain from the Appalachian Trail added an exciting thrill to their encounters that they talked about for weeks afterward.
In anticipation of today’s adventure, Anna wore a warm sweater and a full, ankle-length skirt with her hiking boots. She had dressed and left the room before her men woke, so neither of them knew she had not bothered with a bra or panties.
Robert followed her up the trail, and she could feel his eyes on her ass as if he were physically touching her. As they walked, they talked and pointed out various animals or breathtaking sights, but Anna knew she would remember none of the topics they talked about later.
Most of her mind focused on the way her body responded to the hike. The cool, fresh air, and the knowledge that they were about to have sex at the gazebo sent heat pulsing through her body in anticipation. Her clit felt full and hard. Just her legs rubbing together and pressing against her slit caused her pussy to overflow, dampening her upper thighs more and more by the minute. Her nipples were hard and tight, aching for more pressure than just the brush of her shirt provided.
The trail itself sloped up the side of the mountain, not nearly as challenging as some of the 5 and 10K walks through Raleigh that Anna had participated in over the years. But Martin set a fast pace, and by the time they reached the place where the trail leveled out and the trees gave way to the small clearing where the gazebo sat looking out over Sanctuary and the mountains beyond, she felt the need to take a break.
Climbing the handful of steps to the gazebo, she looked
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