Then both of us just stared.
Because there in the early morning light, watching us through the thin fog on the windshield, was the biggest goddamned moose I’d ever seen.
Chewing lazily, some weeds dangling from its weird mouth, it watched us, dark eyes peering out from beneath an enormous rack of antlers.
“Holy shit,” I repeated, whispering this time.
“Uh-huh.” Eric sounded a little dazed. “That thing is…”
“Big?”
“Big. Really big.”
We looked at each other. Then we burst out laughing at the sheer ridiculousness of the moment.
“Well, you finally got to see your big moose.” He slid his hand up into my hair. “Mission accomplished.”
“Moose?” I let our lips graze. “What moose?” And then we were kissing again. I had no idea if the moose wandered off or if he stayed for the show, and I didn’t care. All I wanted was this amazing man and his sexy kiss and his gorgeous fucking body.
“Let’s go back to the cabin,” he said between kisses.
“Uh-huh?” I grinned against his lips. “And what are we gonna do when we get there?”
Eric slid his hand up my thigh, and when he squeezed my hard-on through my jeans, I broke the kiss with a gasp. It was his turn to grin as he said, “How do you feel about fucking me?”
I gulped, momentarily speechless from both his touch and the thought of being inside him. “I, uh…” I cleared my throat. “Back—back to the cabin. Sounds like a really good idea.”
His eyebrow rose. “Is that a yes to fucking me?”
I grabbed his wrist and pressed his palm harder against my erection. “What do you think?”
He bit his lip and shivered. “I think we should get the hell back to the cabin.”
“Good idea.” We shared another kiss before we reluctantly returned to our respective seats. The windows were still fogged and the moose was still there, now grazing a few feet away.
“You want to get a picture of him?” Eric asked as he put on his seat belt. “Before I start the engine?”
“Might as well.” I took out my phone, and I chuckled as I cleared some fog off the windshield so I could snap a couple of pictures. “I think when I post these, I’m going to leave out the fact that I had a raging hard-on.”
Eric snorted. “Uh, yeah, without context, people might think that’s a bit weird.”
“They’ll think it’s weird evenwithcontext.” I took another picture of the moose, and as I put my phone on the console, I added, “Though a story about getting busted by a moose while making out in a car is pretty funny.”
He scoffed as he started the engine. “It’s aJeep, Jesse. Not acar.”
“So, an SUV?”
He stared at me with mock indignation. “You take that back.”
“Or what?” I inclined my head. “You won’t take me back to the cabin so I can fuck you?”
He gulped.
“That’s what I thought.Drive.”
He drove. I could barely sit still, and I got the feeling he was struggling to do the same. How far were we from the cabin? It had seemed like miles and miles, but that might’ve been because the silence had made the drive feel much longer than it was.
Hopefully. Because I wasn’t so sure I could wait. All those fantasies about putting him on his knees and?—
