I slipped through the closed curtain.
Embry was on the bunk, bent over, rummaging through his bag.
He didn’t look up, not even when I crouched in front of him.
“What are you looking for?”
“A T-shirt that’s mine. Apparently, I only brought yours.”
“You don’t like my T-shirts?”
“They’re huge.”
They weren’t. He was just smaller than me. But he didn’t seem in the mood for a chaparrito joke, so I held my tongue and waited.
For what, I had no idea, but I was rooted in place, my boots welded to the floor of the enclosed cab.
I put my palms on his knees.
Embry’s hands stilled. He licked his lips and took a shuddery inhale.
Then he met my gaze, and all bets were off.
I don’t know who moved first. Just that it happened, and the moment his mouth took mine, some fucking haze descended over me.
His bag got kicked aside. I slid my hands up his thighs and towered over the bunk, kissing the shit out of him before I realised I was smothering him.
He didn’t seem to mind, but it was more than I could handle.
I flipped us, pulling him to his feet and spinning us so I was on the bed, him between my legs.
It brought his dick to eye level, a happy accident that lit me on fire.
These fucking sweatpants, man. When we got back, I was hiding all his jeans.
All two pairs.
“Mateo.” Embry gripped my chin. “I meant what I said. In my sleep.”
Fresh heat bolted through me. “Yeah?”
“You don’t believe me?” He took my hands and put them on his hips, encouraging me to roam wherever the hell I liked, all the while casting a pointed stare at the bulge in his sweatpants.
He was hard.
I was hard.
And we’d barely kissed.
I tugged him closer and stretched to press my lips to his scarred abdomen. The stab wound and the surgical incision. I ran my tongue over the raised flesh and Embry shivered.
“I fucking hate them, but that feels so good.”
I wanted him to feel good more than I wanted anything else from this. I kissed his belly again, then moved higher, smooshing my face against his rib cage and breathing him in.
He smelt fucking amazing. I was addicted.
Hooked.
