CHAPTER 3
BRIELLE
I woke up to the soft gray light of dawn slipping through the cabin curtains, my body warm and heavy under the blanket, tangled with Jake's in a way that felt too good to be accidental. His big arm was draped over my waist, chest pressed to my back, breath steady and hot on my neck. We must have shifted in the night because my tiny sleep shorts had ridden down, bunching between my curvy thighs,close to my knee and his boxers... oh god, they were pushed down just enough that his morning wood was free, pressed right against me.
Not just pressed. Nestled. That enormous c**k—thick as my wrist, veined and heavy, longer than anything I'd imagined even after feeling it yesterday—was throbbing hot against my soaked entrance, the fat tip nudging my dripping p***y lips through t
