My back is against a tree, and his hips pin me to it, and I feel his arousal, and his breath is on my cheek."Maybe we can get carried away again, but in private this time."
"I wouldn't hate that," I breathe."You're a pretty okay kisser."
"Just pretty okay, huh?"he says, lips moving on mine."Have to step up my game if that's the case."
"I was close, Noah.In public.Fully clothed.Not even touching under the clothes.I think your game is pretty well stepped up."I touch his lips."I've never been kissed like that in my life."
His eyes scan my face from a distance of inches, brow furrowed.Eventually, he backs away, hands curling into fists at his sides."We'd better keep hiking."
It's his turn to pivot and pace away from me without a word, obviously affected in some powerful way.
I lean against the tree for a moment as he strides away, helplessly staring at his backside, becausedamn, the man has a fantastic ass.
He stops and looks back at me.“Coming?”
I push away and jog to his side."Maybe later."
"That a promise?"
I wrap my hand around his bicep and whisper in his ear."I think that's up to you."
"Then you'lldefinitelybe coming later."
I shiver—the question is if I'm shivering from anticipation or fear.
