Leaving Everest by Westfield Megan

Author:Westfield, Megan [Westfield, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Embrace, NA, NA romance, new adult, New adult romance, Mt. Everest, Romance, Mountaineering, adventure, friends to lovers, Action Sports, sports, sports romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-02-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

Luke shook my tent with a one-two rhythm and then crawled inside. In an instant, his hands were in my hair and our mouths were together like it had been years since we’d seen each other.

He was leaning in to me so hard that I fell back onto my sleeping bag, knocking a little of the air out of my lungs and sending a jolt of pain through my right shoulder. All of which was of no significance compared to the effect of him, planked over me with his intoxicating, freshly showered scent and his lips matching my yearning for him.

I ran my hands down the rippled muscles of his back to the sliver of warm skin where his shirt had ridden up. I let my palm slip around to his stomach, where the band of bare skin was wider. I wiggled my hand until it was fully in contact with his stomach, warm and soft, taut and firm.

What would it be like to have his hands on my stomach like this? Or his bare skin pressed against mine?

I had a fleeting out-of-body memory of Luke and I as kids, licking lollipops on the stone wall behind Mingma’s. Sometimes it was as if my mind hadn’t caught up with all that had changed between us, like the two versions of Luke couldn’t be happening at once. He was the kid with the lollipop, but he was also this: the sexy, incredibly fit man with the warm skin that I uniquely had the privilege of touching in this most intimate way.

I put my other hand on his stomach, sliding both hands up his shirt and around to his shoulder blades. He followed when I directed his body down fully on top of me, his tongue reaching deeper into my mouth.

He didn’t stay this way for long, shifting to his side as if not wanting to squish me. I immediately missed his warmth.

“Want to try something?” he asked, his voice low and husky.

“Yeah.” I had no idea what was about to happen, but I trusted him.

“Okay. Shine your phone over here.”

I picked it up from where it had slipped to the side, facedown and still open to the book I had been reading. I aimed it at him. He was pulling a sleeping bag out of a stuff sack. I’d been so preoccupied that I hadn’t realized he’d brought anything with him.

He examined the zipper on my sleeping bag, and then the one on his.

“It should work,” he said. “It’s a good thing Winslowe Expeditions and Global both use Esplanade gear.”

He unzipped both our bags, then connected one side of his to the corresponding side of mine. He took off his down jacket and crawled inside. I turned off my phone light and followed suit.

We lay on our sides facing each other. We weren’t touching, but the heat radiating from his body was as strong as a caress. I scooted closer. Tentatively, he reached out and pulled me against him. We

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