One True Thing by Piper Vaughn & M.J. O'Shea

Author:Piper Vaughn & M.J. O'Shea [O'Shea, Piper Vaughn & M.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf

AFTER a little backyard campfire, marshmallows, and a few creepy stories, Alice started yawning and getting a bit weepy looking. Rue took her in to bed after an extensive round of kisses from Dusty and Erik. I rubbed her little belly, but didn’t feel quite comfortable enough yet to give her kisses of my own. Shortly after that, Erik started yawning himself, and then Rue, who had to work in the morning anyway, stood, and with a sly grin said it was time for him to hit the sack as well. Dusty and I were left sitting on the cushy outdoor love seat looking at the fire.

“So, what are your plans for the night?” Dusty asked hesitantly.

I pulled him closer and kissed the top of his head. “I was hoping to spend it with you, if that was okay.”

Dusty looked up at me with a smile and an eye-roll. “I’d totally hate that.” He elbowed me softly in the side. “You want to head out, then?”

“Well, before I left, Archer informed me that he was having some friends over. The scene at my house is probably going to include a few drunks… and, well, Archer’s friends are, um, very friendly drunks. All with each other, if you know what I mean.”

Dusty grimaced. “That’s quite all right. Maybe we should stay here. I think I only want one friendly person anywhere near my bed.”

“I can be pretty friendly.” I chuckled.

Dusty slipped his hand under my T-shirt and leaned up to kiss me. “That’s exactly what I was hoping for.”

We tiptoed down the dark hallway to Dusty’s room, kissing every few feet, hands laced together, bodies colliding in the dark. There was a lot of covert giggling and shushing. I’m pretty sure, unless Rue and Erik wore industrial-strength headphones to sleep, we probably woke them up. When we slipped into Dusty’s room, finally, he flicked on a lamp and some quiet music on his stereo.

“Hey,” he murmured with a smile. A few steps and he was in my arms again and kissing me like he couldn’t breathe without my lips on his. I understood. It was starting to feel like I couldn’t breathe without his kiss.

We tumbled onto his bed, which was high and cushy and covered with this pink and black plaid fleece that felt nearly as soft as Dusty’s skin. He pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the ground before doing the same with his. I sighed happily when our skin touched. Dusty kicked off his flip-flops, and mine followed. We burrowed under the fleece and his sheets. I shivered when our bodies wound together once more. The last time we’d slept in the same bed, we’d stripped to our briefs. It had been torture having his perfect little body, all soft and snuggled up against me, and not be able to nudge the scrap of fabric aside and sink into his body. I’d wanted to then. I wanted to even more after countless hours spent kissing and touching.

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