Fire on the Mountain (The Mountains) by Singer P.D

Author:Singer, P.D. [Singer, P.D.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2012-06-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

NOW I whipped around to stare at him with my mouth hanging open. Of all the things Kurt could have said, this was the one thing I both wanted the most and expected the least. He wanted me? He wanted sex with me? Maybe he just wanted the sex and I was the only one around? I didn’t care—I’d take it. He’d been driving me mad for days, and now he offered to do what I wanted most? I had to struggle for the words, and he could say that?

I must have taken too long to think all these thoughts, because he took his hand away, leaving me cold and alone. His gaze dropped down and left, his face painfully vulnerable. “I’m sorry, forget it. I shouldn’t have said anything. Sorry.” He turned to retreat—maybe it hadn’t been that easy to say.

“No!” I grabbed his shoulder and spun him around, pulling him into me. “Don’t be sorry!” He plastered himself against me, the way I’d been dreaming, his mouth below mine. Then his mouth was pressed to my lips—I kissed him roughly, passionately responding to the invitation that dovetailed so perfectly with my deepest longings. Weeks of hiding and not knowing, of wanting and not having, ruled me in that moment, my desire flaring hotter than anything outside our cave.

My hands gripped his upper arms; I felt him flex and nearly twist out of my grasp, but he wasn’t tearing away. No, he had his arms around me, holding me as close as I gripped him. My cock responded before my brain did, filling to stiffness inside its denim prison.

“I thought—” he started, when I let him up for air, but I wouldn’t let him speak.

“Don’t talk!” I growled, and stopped his mouth again with mine. “Don’t say anything!” My tongue ventured between his lips—he parted them to let me in.

“But—” he tried again a moment later, so I shushed him the best way I knew how. He sagged in my arms for a moment before standing tall and strong again, to return my kisses with equal force. Then he took the lead, pulling my lower lip into his mouth and sucking on it. I moaned as he tongued me, ferocious with passion, and I pulled him closer yet with a hand at the small of his back.

He was as hard as I was, as trapped inside clothing. That couldn’t continue. My hand rested at his back—it was easy to grab the T-shirt and yank. I had it off him in one smooth movement once he realized what I was doing and let go that small amount that let me get it off him. More kisses would fortify me enough to release him again while he stripped me—only the reward of being skin to skin at last could loosen my grip. I’d dreamed of this, fantasized about this, touched myself over and over again while I imagined this—at last I crushed Kurt to my bare chest, with promises of so much more with every second.

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