Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter

41

I woke up again, this time cuddled next to Mike, who was playing a game on his phone while he held me, I stretched, groaning when I rubbed my legs against my sore pussy.

"How are you doing honey?" Mike asked, setting his phone aside and shifting us so I could see him. I seriously considered his question. While it had stung, Mike had been careful and hadn't slapped that hard. I had been so close to another orgasm I was obviously enjoying it. While I had been a little embarrassed that all the guys had watched Mike spank my pussy, I had also noticed all of them were hard by the time Mike was done. Honestly, it had turned me on, knowing they had been turned on.

I explained all this to Mike, which led us into a conversation about other things I was curious about. We talked until there was a knock on the door, and Josh stuck his head in.

"Hey baby girl, glad you're awake. How are you feeling?" Josh asked.

"I'm good, so what's up?" I asked him, sitting up and stretching.

"We talked about going to the lake house for a couple of weeks. What do you think?" Josh asked.

much fun; where is the house at?"

explained. We like to fly into Portland, then it's about an hour's drive from there.

to. Are we all going?"

private plane we can use. A car service will wait for us at the airport." Josh

or stayed in a hotel. I jumped out of bed, hurrying to Josh and throwing my arms around him. Josh laughed at my excitement, and giving me

out what I wanted for the next two weeks. Mike came to the closet door with a duffel bag

I caught the bag as he tossed it to me and began packing; I was so excited, I probably packed

into the living room in record time, much to the guy's surprise. I dropped it by the couch, and after a

me in shock before they began to laugh. Jake stepped

he hefted the bag

me. "Love, I have never seen anyone pack that quickly before." He laughed. That took you less than

I'm sure. Is everyone ready to go?" I said, looking around the living room for the rest of the guys.

I may or may not have whined this like an overtired toddler, but it did work to get the other three out of their rooms bags in hand. Drew comes over to me, gives me a quick kiss, and, with a hand

driver's seat, rolled his eyes at me. "Cover your ears, sweetheart." He warned me, and once my