The moment Collie relaxes against me, I know that’s her way of allowing me to lead. I’m grateful for the chance. Even if getting closer to her comes at a cost.
A cost I’m not strong enough to think about right now.
Maybe tomorrow, but not today.
24
EASTON
Everythinguntil we got here is a blur.
The walk to the van from the bar. The soft whimpers from Collie’s lips at the feel of my palm soothing the side of her thigh over my shoulder. The way her small hand held the inside of my leg like she never wanted to let go as we drove to the abandoned parking lot we’re stationed in.
The fifteen-minute drive felt like a haze. Yet, I could recite the feeling in my sleep. The way my body has been simmering since I watched, transfixed, as Collie spun her body on the bar top like a fucking sex queen. Confidence and seduction poured out of her like muscle memory.
All I know is that we can’t go back to the campgrounds. Not yet.
I need to have her in private. Without the risk of Dan and Sheila fucking this up for me.
Although still in a public place, it’s close to midnight, and the parking lot of the abandoned supply store is scarce. One thing I’ve noticed about Wyoming, making it much different from other states, is that they appreciate the after-dusk hours.
Bars and restaurants stay open late, but visitors are conservative with their sleep and time.
I can appreciate that now more than ever.
The moment the van pulls to a stop, I hear Collie take her first full breath. Like she’s been holding it hostage the whole way here. That makes two of us. The parking lot lights offer a bit of a glow throughout the van, still enough to keep us fairly discreet.
We’re gonna need it.
“What now?” Collie whispers, the lust in her voice at an all-time high.
I turn to face her. She’s so damn beautiful it hurts. Delicate features glowing in the moonlight, my favorite dusting of freckles, and bright blue eyes that tell a story I hope to never forget.
I’m not sure I’m strong enough to survive her.
“Climb into the back and lie down for me. Boots off, but clothes stay on. I want to strip you myself.”
The sparkle in her eyes eliminate every worry about tomorrow I have. I chose to enjoy today, no matter what repercussions to my fucked-up heart it may bring.
“Of course.” I remain still as Collie does exactly as I ask. I don’t turn around to watch, just wait for her to give me the go-ahead. My cock fucking throbs behind my jeans, begging to be touched by her. But I need to do this right.
After years of neglecting this feeling, I need to release the overbearing tightness inside of me. Guns blazing.
“I’m ready for you.”
Four words.That’s all it takes for me to abandon my cowboy hat, exit the van, and circle around to the back hatch. In no time, I’m kneeling before Collie’s body, fully clothed as she waits for my next move.
I run my hands up the length of her calves, needing totouch every inch of her. God, I can’t wait to have my hands on her naked body, mine to taste and please. “I can’t promise you I’ll be gentle,” I murmur softly, my voice steady.
“I don’t need gentle.”
“Women like gentle,” I counter.
She shakes her head, eyes focused on my words. “Not me. I want to feel you for days, Easton. Until my pussy feels deprived without you inside of me.”
Fuck.
“I’m not sure I can go slow, either.”
