Ethan

I wake before dawn, the first faint light filtering through the tent fabric. Glancing over, I confirm Laura is still sound asleep.

Propped on one elbow, I watch her for a long moment. The sleeping bag has slid down, revealing the smooth expanse of her bare back. I pinch the edge and tug it lower, exposing the rest of her naked form.

Even in the dim glow, her body is stunning—full, rounded ass cheeks, a narrow waist flaring into generous hips, and a graceful curve that screams pure femininity.

I’d never allowed myself to look at my adoptive mom this way before last night. Now I can’t tear my...