I giggle into my pillow and Joshua reaches over the top of me and roughly ruffles Bridget’s hair.

“Stop it,” she snaps as she shoos him away.

“Didge, leave now, your sister is about to get nailed.” Joshua and I laugh, he’s teasing her.

“For fuck’s sake. You are gross!” she yells.

“Cameron, get in here, your brother is being an animal,” Bridget yells into the lounge room with her husky I’ve-had-too-many-tequilas voice as she flicks on the lamp.

I laugh again and Joshua pretends to try and jump on top of me to further infuriate Bridget. I squeal in laughter.

Cameron sleepily walks to the door in his boxer shorts as he rubs his hands through his hair. “What’s going on?” he asks.

“Joshua is saying he is going to nail Natasha.”

He stretches and raises his eyebrows as his eyes flick to us. “Sounds fair,” he mutters as he walks in and flops across the bottom of our bed.

Joshua immediately tries to kick him off. “That means get out you two.” He grabs me again in an over-exaggerated cuddle and I laugh.

“Stop it,” I whisper as he bites me again.

I screw up my face. “How much did you drink last night? You were so drunk.”

Joshua kisses my shoulder and closes his eyes again as he ignores my question.

“It was all Stan’s fault, oh my god, how many trays of tequila did we drink?” Cameron stammers.

Joshua shrugs as he keeps his eyes closed. “It was Didge,” he murmurs.

“Liar.” She sighs with her back still to us.

Ten minutes later nothing has changed, Cameron is across the bottom of my bed snoring with his back to us and Bridget is asleep next to us with her back to me and Joshua is right behind me, grinding me into next week.

Mmm, he does feel really… really good.

“I need you, my precious girl,” he whispers into my ear as he brings me by the hipbone back down onto his erection.

I turn my head towards him and smile into the side of his face. “Stop,” I whisper as my hand brushes through his stubble.

“I can’t,” he whispers as his tongue starts to lick my neck in a long deep stroke. Each stroke of his tongue is deeper … longer and I know he is doing it on purpose to simulate going down on me. My eyes close as I lie still. This is wrong. I am supposed to be angry with him so why is my body starting to pump with arousal. Joshua’s hips are moving by themselves and I know I won’t be able to hold him off … and I don’t want to.

“Go have a shower, baby, and I will meet you in there,” I whisper.

He smiles into my neck. “Hmm,” he whispers as his fingers swipe over my clitoris.

I pull away. I am so not having sex in the same room as Bridget and Cameron, even if they are asleep.

“Shower,” I repeat.

He nods and kisses the side of my face and gets out of bed slowly so as not to wake the others.

“Hurry up,” he whispers, then he bends and bites me on the behind and leaves the room.

I roll over and smile into my pillow. Ten minutes later I must have drifted back off because I wake to Joshua lifting me out of bed in a towel and carrying me like a bride to the bathroom. The shower is still going and the room is steamy.

“You fell asleep,” he whispers darkly as he puts me down on the bathroom floor.

I rub my eyes sleepily. “Hmm,” I groan.

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