"Fuck no," I murmur, letting out a long, breathless moan and relaxing around his finger. There's a rustle of wind, shaking the leaves and rippling over the nearby water, but I hardly notice it. Inside the sleeping back, it's warm, almost muggy already, and I've nearly forgotten how fucking freezing it was just a few minutes ago.

Rolling my hips lazily, I reach down between my legs and palm at my dick, grinding with the heel of my hand and sliding my thumb over the head.