Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 98538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98538 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
She stood taller, seeming to gather some courage. When her eyes met mine, she said, “I’ve been thinking about it since yesterday, and I hoped you might be okay with some company. And I didn’t figure you’d turn down my wish today of all days.” Her smile was filled with innocent hope and it made my stomach clench.
“You wanted to go camping with me for your birthday?”
She pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth and nodded. “More than anything.”
I suddenly felt full of some form of happiness I’d never experienced before. Maybe it was the sudden appearance of the very person I’d been missing. Maybe it was the loneliness I’d just been feeling floating away as soon as Tenleigh appeared in my line of sight. Maybe it was just gratefulness, and God knew I’d had very little to be grateful for in the course of my life. I offered her a bigger smile and said, “This could be dangerous. What if sleeping outside turns me into a caveman and I try to drag you by your hair into my sleeping bag?” I lifted one side of my mouth to let her know I was teasing. We hadn’t been lighthearted in what seemed like such a long time, and it felt so good.
“The ones who lived hundreds of thousands of years ago?” she asked, amusement in her eyes as she teased me back. She tilted her head, her expression growing serious. “I wouldn’t resist,” she said.
“Tenleigh,” I breathed. Her lips were so beautiful. I wanted them on my skin. Everywhere. She didn’t break eye contact with me. I stepped closer to her and her scent washed over me, distant wildflowers on a summer breeze. Suddenly, I felt like this was the most natural thing in the whole world. Standing outside under the shade of a giant oak tree, the endless sky stretching out around us, not a building in sight, I couldn’t remember why I’d ever resisted her. I couldn’t for the life of me think why we wouldn’t act on the feelings that were swirling through the air around us, feelings only God himself could have invented. It was like there was some kind of magic in the breeze that reduced the world down to just the two of us, standing there. I closed my eyes, growing dizzy with the feeling of need coursing through my system, and let my instincts take over. I leaned in and she tilted her head back, lifting her lips to mine, parting them to permit me access. I groaned and pressed my lips to hers, any fleeting thoughts of why this shouldn’t happen lost in the mingled sound of our moans and the wet sound of our tongues dancing.
I ran my hands down the sides of her body, moving slowly over her feminine curves, marveling at how differently she was made from me, how perfectly we fit together. “I want to feel your skin, Tenleigh,” I said as I broke away from her lips and gazed down into her eyes—eyes filled with lust…and love.
The sun was just setting, twilight moving swiftly across the mountains.
Tenleigh glanced at the makeshift bed I’d set up on the ground under the far-reaching branches of the tree, before she took my hand and led me to stand beside it.
“Tenleigh, I—” She reached up and put two fingers on my lips to stop my words. I went silent. Truthfully, I didn’t know what I’d been about to say anyway. Another warning about how this wouldn’t change anything? Another reminder I was still leaving? Surely she’d heard those words from me enough—she probably didn’t want to hear them in this moment. And I didn’t really want to say them anyway. I was starting to wonder if I even meant them. I was starting to wonder a lot of things.
We kissed and kissed and kissed. We kissed for what seemed a lifetime. Tenleigh was the only girl I had ever kissed like that. Always before, I had quickly tried to move things to the next level. But with her, I let myself melt into the pleasure of her mouth, my body heating slowly. I memorized the feel of her soft body pressing into mine, the sweet taste of her lips, her tongue, her breath.
After a while she pulled back, her cheeks flushed and her lips wet and red, dark hair falling loose from her braid to frame her face. As I looked at her, it was as if the vision of her just like this sunk through my skin, into my blood, my soul. My body pulsed with need.
“I’m going to try to be gentle,” I said. Her eyes flared, but she only nodded. Visions were assaulting my brain—visions I’d pushed away before, but now I let swirl inside my mind—pictures of Tenleigh’s head thrown back in passion, her legs wrapped around my hips as I drove into her.