I was going out of my damn mind. I wanted to taste her…neededto taste her…
“Then put me out of my damn misery and kiss me.”
Leilani blinked a few times.
The words were out there and there was no way to take them back.
Her expression gave nothing away and I didn’t know if she was going to kiss me or slap me.
The seconds ticked by.
When finally, ever so slowly, Leilani moved towards me until our mouths were almost touching. She brushed her lips against mine and I took the opportunity she gave me, capturing her mouth with my own. Our mouths moved together in perfect sync and my hands found her hair, burying themselves inside the silky strands. I pushed my tongue inside and swept hers into a dance with mine, a tango for just the two of us.
Down, down, down we fell, and I welcomed it, beckoned it inside, wanting her andonly her.
Our kiss grew frantic, and I wanted nothing more than to take her into my bed, but I needed to slow down.Be a gentleman.
With a few more nips and nibbles, I broke our kiss, leaving us both panting. Her eyes were wild with desire and need, and I took a step backwards. My feelings for her were just as intenseand if I didn’t move away, I’d take what I wanted. “If I…if I don’t stop now…” I said between heavy breaths. “I won’t ever stop.”
“Then don’t.” Leilani challenged me, her chest rising and falling in quick succession.
“Ha.” I brushed her off, my cock growing harder by the second.
“I’m serious.”
“Me too. We won’t leave that van for a few days.”
A grin slowly spread across her full, swollen lips. “And?”
I shook my head and chuckled, the sound low and deep and almost feral like.
I wanted to. I wanted to ravish her from head to toe.
Instead, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her flush against me. “What are you doing to me, woman?”
“Everything you’ve ever wanted.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Leilani
We spentthe next few days traveling to our next stop along Route 14, Basic Plaines, Kansas. It was mainly farmland, and I hoped to capture some good photographs of both the land and the animals. Then we’d work our way towards Missouri and Tennessee, with lots of hot spots for cringy tourist adventures.
How we got along so well was beyond me, but he was an easy-going guy that wasn’t hard to live with.
The hardest part? Ignoring the urge to kiss him again, or to jump straight into bed with him.
He was being a gentleman and respecting my space, but I doubted I could hold off for much longer. I pinched myself often, finding it hard to believe I met this great guy and was now living the ultimate dream life with him.
It had to be a fairytale I’d wake up from, right?
No one was perfect and we had yet to discover so much about each other, but this wasn’t real life. Reality would come crashing back down soon and I’d have to deal with it whether I liked it or not.
Sawyer would leave and I’d be back at my car, trying to figure out how the hell to fix it, while camping out in the visitor parking lot.
Maybe my parents were right. Maybe it was time to focus on something more reliable.
“You’re quiet this morning.” Sawyer said over breakfast, the fire roaring beside us, steaming mugs of coffee in our hands. We’d arrived at a campground late last night and didn’t get to bed until late, due to a certain someone and his roaming hands.
