I nod and swallow hard. “I’ve never been more okay with anything in my life.”
Chapter Four
Wilder
This is a mistake. I knew it the second she got in the truck. I should’ve taken her home. I should’ve stayed uninvolved. I should’ve at least told her my secrets.
I brace my hands around her waist and pull her on top of me, disregarding all sense of logic left in my head.
Tiny, sweet moans spill from her mouth and into mine as she grinds against my lap and kisses my face. If I were standing, I’d lose all structural integrity. This woman is my fantasy. The way she loves with all her heart but has no idea she’s doing it.
Aside from that, she’s a tall, curvy, blonde with lips that pout out with need. We can pretend this is only about tonight, but I won’t let that happen.
My hands explore her back and twist into her long hair as my tongue massages hers.Fuck. What am I doing?
I grip her throat with my hand and pull her in, regretting the move immediately. I’m acting like a fucking animal. I should slow down. I want this to last, not burst into a million pieces. She needs to know all of me before we go any further.
“I’m sorry.” I clear my throat. “I’m getting carried away. You smell so good, and you taste even better, but there’s something we should talk about first.”
She pants. “No. Let’s not ruin this. Don’t stop. It’s been so long since I’ve been touched like this.”
Fuck.There’s an ache in her tone. An ache my entire body is hurting to satisfy.
“If I don’t slow down, I’m going to tear those little panties to the side and fuck you right here on this mountain. I’m not sure you’re ready for that.”
She grins the sweetest, sexiest smile. “Are you asking me for permission? Because if you were, I’d say yes.”
I groan out at the thought of sinking deep inside of her. My forehead leans against hers. “Trust me. It’s been a long time for me, too. That’s why I know better than to keep going.” I kiss her lips between each word as one hand lands on her back and the other cups her neck. My cock is a hard ridge down the top of my leg. I need her.
“You don’t have to be careful with me, Wilder. I know I’ve been all fragile acting tonight, but I think this is the release I need. We’re adults, right? People have one-night stands all the time.” She pants as she speaks.
I contemplate her request. One night of fun. One night with no regrets. One night where we give in to our bodies and let emotion run wild. It’s tempting, and if you asked my cock, he’d say yes without question.
“I don’t usually do that. Not with someone I could see a future with, anyway.” I stare at her, studying the gentle lines on her face.
She doesn’t blink and her tone is sarcastic as she says, “How do you see a future with me? I’m curious. Is it the nonstop tears, the two small kids, and the complete and utter crazy that’s getting you off. If so, maybe I should run. No one should think this is attractive.”
I keep my gaze on her, letting my fingertips wander down over her shoulders and beneath the flannel. “I meant it when I said there’s something genuine about you. You cut through the bullshit. You were real with me. I like that… a lot.”
Our eyes stay locked for a long moment,too long a moment.My heart squeezes, my hands sweat, and my cock is harder than it’s ever been.
She leans in half an inch and my body reacts like a Venus fly trap, wrapping her safe from the world, but not from me.I’m set to devour her.
A soft quiet moan leaves her lips as she tilts her head to the side, sliding her tongue against mine.
My beard scrubs against her face and the tips of her fingers as she tugs gently.
Fuck.There’s no finesse in any of this.There’s only hunger.There’s nothing to do but kiss her deeper, harder, rougher. Our bodies suction together in the moonlight as a soft breeze threatens to pass between us. It’s no use. We’re tight like a winterized window at the cabin, or the seal that keeps the mason jar fresh.
I don’t usually like being this close to people, especially people I’ve just met, but somehow, I’m not close enough to Bree, and I’m not sure I ever could be.
She lifts my undershirt quickly, still kissing my lips as her hands wander to my chest, pawing through my hair as she pants for air.
I try and break away, an attempt to save us both the inevitable heartbreak that’s coming, but it’s no use. Our bodies grind together even harder.
“I want your pussy on my face.” The words come out of my mouth before I think them through, but she doesn’t hesitate. She stands from my lap and strips off her panties before straddling my frame again. This time, she pushes me backward and lands her hips on my face, rubbing her sweet fucking pussy all over my beard as she unbuttons my jeans.
Fuck.It’s been forever since I’ve been with anyone. This is going to be embarrassingly quick.
