Page 192 of Just Wait

I take the first right that I come to, followed quickly by a left.

I have no idea which direction I’m headed.

Hell, I might find myself back at the mouth of the maze, or I might find one of the other exits.

Everything is hazy as I come to another crossroads. There are three more choices, but noise comes my way from the pathway straight ahead.

The tree branches rustle in the breeze, making it difficult to tell if someone is going to pounce on me whenever I come around a corner.

The gravel really doesn’t make it easy to stay quiet, but being caught by any of them sounds equally hot.

Goose bumps pebble on my skin as I check the sky. If I was smarter, I would have noted the moon’s position to help me navigate.

I almost laugh.

Even if I knew a fixed point, I wouldn’t be able to direct myself anywhere using it.

Everything looks the same, but the sound of crunching gravel on the other side of the trees makes me freeze. Someone is on the path parallel to mine, and I tilt my head, trying to figure out if they’re moving in the same direction as me.

By the time I catch the noise coming from behind me, someone is on me. He wraps his hand around my mouth from behind while the other lands on my middle. It takes only a few inhales to determine it’s Kincaid.

I’m lifted into the air, and he stretches back slightly, letting me rest against his chest. The lime-green neon glow gets slightly less intense, leading me to believe he just put his mask on the top of his head.

“Mmm, sweetheart.” He growls, nuzzling his cheek to the side of my head. “Your scent is so potent that I followed it right to you.”

“That seems unfair.”

He slides his hand down my stomach, cupping my pussy. His pointer and ring fingers work my labia as he pushes against my swollen nub with his middle.

“You must really wanna get fucked if you’re not even fighting me.” He chuckles ominously, and my body aches to give in.

The goal is to get railed by all three of them.

Right?

I want to be fucked and filled and covered in their cum.

At the same time, I want them to enjoy this activity.

Kincaid didn’t drop thousands of dollars for us to have a foursome in the middle of the maze. He spent all that money on the full experience.

Slamming my head back against his shoulder, I finally start to struggle.

My heels bounce into his shins, but it’s obvious…

I wouldn’t be able to get away from him if I tried.

That thought could be scary, but somehow it only amps up my arousal.

Sweat beads on my skin as I fight against his hold, sucking down deep hits of his hazelnut scent. He teases my pussy while still being able to keep me in place with just his hand on my sternum.

“You better get to the middle of the maze before the three of us,” Kincaid says in his low, growly tone. “You’re going to want to be the one calling the shots. Otherwise, you’re going to be sore tomorrow. We’re going to take turns using your tight little body, over and over again.”

My nipples tighten, and my core aches. His scent is so potent, and I’m getting hazier by the second.

“Aww, fuck.” K growls. “You like the sound of that. Huh, sweetheart? You enjoy knowing you’re about to wreck all three of us.”

I moan, nodding.