Embry’s chest heaved in time with my laboured breaths. He was still on top of me, and I realised that all the fantasies I’d had about us together had been the other way around.
And that I liked this better.
I reached up and thumbed his bottom lip. “I wasn’t sure this would happen again. I was gonna tell you it was okay if it didn’t.”
Embry bit my thumb. Then pushed my hand away. “You’re a fucking idiot.”
“That’s a given. What’s your point?”
“You’re taking the piss, right?”
“Dunno. Am I?”
He glared, but there was no heat behind it. Riled up, Embry was more beautiful than ever, but up here on the roof, his mood was never bad. “You’re thebiggestfucking idiot if you thought what happened in the cave was never going to happen again. If you didn’t know that first time was gonna lead us here. It’s why I was so angry that I kissed you in my bedroom. I knew it would fuck everything up.”
“Where do you wish you’d kissed me?”
“Here. In the fucking woods. On the beach. Doesn’t matter. It just kills me that it’s all so tainted, you know? I don’t want that to be your memory too.”
“Chaparrito, you don’t need memories if you have the present.”
“That right?”
“Yup.”
Embry tilted his head. “I like this theory. It means to remember the good stuff, you have to do it over and over again. So your present becomes permanent.”
“If you say so. I ain’t that clever, mate.”
For once, he didn’t correct me. He brought his forehead to mine and words seemed to fail him.
I wrapped my arms around him, careful of his abdomen, and rubbed his back. When he stayed relaxed, I took a chance and let my hands slide under his clothes.
Embry closed his eyes. “That’s amazing.”
“Yeah?”
“Hmm.”
“How about this?”
I kissed him again, slow and languid, blocking out the inferno in my veins. My limbs shook with the effort, but his answering moan was so fucking worth it.
Low.
Gentle.
A fucked-up contradiction of the tapped loon my boy could be when people didn’t treat him right.
It wassogood. I held him against me, giving him room to escape if he needed to, and kept fucking kissing him, grinding my pelvis with his until my dick ached.
Then I let Embry roll us so he was beneath me. Died a slow, fiery death as he hooked a leg over my hip and brought his hands to my face.
“Can you do something for me?”
I propped myself up on my elbow. “Anything you need, cielito.”
“Take your shirt off.”
