Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
She begins walking the perimeter of the clearing, studying the ground beneath her new hiking boots with the bright pink laces. She squealed when she saw them, and I knew right then they were going in the cart.
It’s funny how two days ago we were perfect strangers, and now I’d do anything to make her smile. Because when she smiles everything in my world feels right. Something that’s been tight in my chest eases, and I can breathe.
She selects a spot, and points in the distance. “This is perfect. See that? We have a view of the sunflower field you planted.” Her expression wavers, a frown marring her features. “My parents were married for over twenty years. My dad never brought my mom flowers, never tried to do nice things to make her smile. I mean, she was always doing things for him. But I don’t think he ever noticed.”
My heart twists in my chest. “Sunflowers are your favorite, huh?”
She beams up at me, the frown fading. It strikes me then that she hasn’t had a lot of people listen to her. Not really listen. “They’re bright and sunshiny, and they stand tall. They’re proud of who they are.”
I nod as we begin to spread out the ground sheet. Next is the tent and there are plenty of pieces that would be unfamiliar to me. Except that Grizz had my back and already explained exactly how to set this up, so I don’t look dumb in front of my girl.
We finish as light rain starts, and we take shelter in our newly formed tent complete with top of the line sleeping bags.
Aurora settles on top of her bag, crossing her legs. The motion causes those little hiking shorts she bought at the store to ride even higher. If I ever needed proof there is a higher power, it’s right here in this tent with Aurora’s sweet scent filling the space and her tiny shorts tempting me. I’d love nothing more than to yank them down, put her on all fours, and take her from behind.
She’s oblivious to the filthy movie playing in my mind as she searches the backpack for the protein bars. “I’m really glad you thought of these since it doesn’t look like we’ll be getting a real dinner over the fire. Do you think the tent will hold?”
I sit down gingerly, thankful that her attention is still captivated by the contents of the bag. Otherwise, she’d see the monster bulge between my legs and probably take off running.
“Don’t know. My first camping trip.” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I regret them. I’m no prince, but I can take care of her.
Her mouth hangs open for a split second then she throws her head back and laughs. “This is your first camping trip. Why didn’t you tell me?”
I shrug, not sure if I should tell her the truth. But then I decide to go for it. “I wanted everything to be perfect for you for one day.”
Her smile softens and she scoots closer to me. Something electric arcs between us. Something that has nothing to do with the thunderstorm. Rain is dripping down onto the tent outside, creating a gentle soundtrack.
She’s looking at me with hero worship, so close our breaths mingle. When she tilts her head toward mine, I meet her the rest of the way. Our lips are crashing against each other. My arms go around her body, and I pull her into my lap. Heaven, I’ve found heaven.
When she moans against my mouth, I use the moment to slip my tongue inside. Slowly, I stroke her, learning all the places that make her arch against me, fusing our bodies together.
She breaks the kiss long enough to gulp down oxygen but even as she does, she’s fisting the material of my t-shirt even tighter. Her eyes are dilated, pupils blown. Every desperate gasp for oxygen pushes her tits higher, and I have to see her naked. Have to taste every inch of her skin.
“I want to lick your pretty pussy.” It’s not exactly a romantic movie moment. It’s a crude confession, but I can’t keep it inside any longer. I’ve wondered what she’ll taste like since the moment she arrived on my doorstep.
She shivers in my arms, her pointed nipples grazing against my t-shirt. I could come right here with her in my arms. It wouldn’t take much to set me off, but I want to make this good for her. I have a feeling this curvy princess is as untouched and inexperienced as I am. And if I’m going to be her first, I’ll damn sure make it good for her.
“I want that too.” Her words are a breathy whimper.
I’m glad I insisted now on getting the tent all set up. Even the pillows have been inflated, which is a good damn thing because I’m too wired to think about doing anything else right now. Animal need courses through my veins, something primal in me rising up and demanding that I fuck my woman. “Lean back.”