The fire and the Citronella candles placed around the edges of the camp kept most of the insects at bay. A good thing since they were all naked.Jake sighed and tightened his arms around Camille, who sat draped across his lap. “Camping out’s not so bad, now is it?”Camille laughed and ducked her head. “This has been nice. I didn’t think I’d like it, but it must be the company.”“So it’s not your first choice for vacation, but I’m not giving up. Maybe next time we could rent a cabin with a dock and do some fishing.”“So long as you put the worms on the hook.”“You won’t have to lift a finger.”“Promises, promises. Why is it I feel so completely, bonelessly tired when you did all the work?”Jake grinned at her feminine complaint. They’d pretty much spent the afternoon and evening fucking. “Maybe because I’m talented?”She giggled and snuggled closer. One small hand stroked his chest then her fingers walked upward, stopping at his chin. She tipped his face down.
