Undone, a primal groan rips from my upper body. My hands move lower to cup her lovely butt and press her tighter. Legs stretched, molded to me, her hot, slick center grazes over my abs. Separated by only our underwear, a shudder wracks through me. Liquid lava races through my veins as her warmth pools in my navel.
Lying back on the stone hearth, cushioned only by a sleeping bag, a sharp jolt rips through my burn. Pain cuts through my hormone-induced haze.
Am I out of my mind?
The last time adrenaline hit me this hard, I was being shot at. A fear worse than death claws up my spine as I grab her shoulders. “What are we doing here?”
Lips plump, face flush, she lifts her eyelids. “Huh?”
Am I alone in this fucking quagmire of feelings? “Is this just sex?”
“Does it matter?” she asks.
“Yeah, it does.” My heart’s in this, whether I want it to be or not. I’m not about to go down this road alone.
Her bewitching green eyes zoom to my face, casting their spells. Right now, I could believe anything is possible.
“What we were about to do, Wildlife, is make love in front of the fire… unless you want to stop?”
I answer her with a kiss, so hot, she moans. She didn’t say fucking, screwing, or buds with benefits. Tomorrow, if we survive, we’ll figure out the rest.
Chapter 31
Kelly
Did I really say making love?
It wasn’t meant as a forever promise. Yet, in the heat of the moment, I’d admitted more to Scott than to myself.
I gasp when he unclasps my bra. As it drops to the hearth, calloused thumbs flick over my nipples. Leaning forward, he sucks, shooting zings of pleasure to my lady parts.
“Wild….” A desire, an ache, an overwhelming need floods my senses.
Mindless, I lose my panties and slide my wet want over his hard shaft.
“Babe.” His guttural tone plucks a lusty string inside me.
So near to the edge, so high, I shove down his boxers. My hand slips between us, guiding him to my entrance. With his silky helmet stroking the perfect spot, he grips my hips, impaling me to the bone.
“Yes!” Brain cells explode behind my eyelids. I buck, I shudder, and as I ride him into oblivion, his fingertips dig into my hips.
Impossible for me to believe, but another wave swells.
“My God, Kell.” He doesn’t let me come down. Instead, he holds me in place as he thrusts.
This momentous tsunami of passion devastates me, I’m powerless to do anything but reach our bliss together.
“Stay with me, baby.” His thigh muscles clench, his abs tighten, and as he shouts, he drives so deep, I climax again.
Gravity-free, we stare into each other’s glazed-over eyes. We float for an eternity before we slowly slink back beside the fire. Inhaling his musky scent, I collapse on his chest, heart thumpingin my ear. As he slips the thick sleeping bag over my back, I blink back tears.
Damn it, I’ve fallen. No man will ever be enough after him. What the hell have I done? With nowhere to shove my feelings in, my tears drip onto his skin.
His steady breaths tell me he’s asleep. Thankfully, he won’t ask questions.
Too exhausted to sleep, I turn my head toward the dancing flames. Outside, the wind howls through the trees, rattling the tin roof. The storm mirrors the chaos inside me. I should be lost in the afterglow, but my thoughts spiral to poor Robert and the looming danger.
My body is sated, and for now, I’m safe in Scott’s arms. But the moment the blizzard moves on, I have no doubt these terrorists will come for us.
