Sangria by Heidi McLaughlin

Sangria by Heidi McLaughlin

Author:Heidi McLaughlin [McLaughlin, Heidi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-16T18:30:00+00:00


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Twenty

The desire I have been feeling for Zara increases each and every time she’s near. Never mind the reaction I have when we’re holding hands, or I’m lucky enough to steal a kiss or two from her. I’m torn with the idea of staying outside by the fire or finally giving the tour that I have promised her. Both have potential rewards of getting closer to her, along with the nagging fear that neither of us is in a position to pursue anything. I do not relish the thought that I’m a rebound, but I’d be a fool to think otherwise, which makes the idea of sitting by the fire more appealing because nothing can happen here. Inside, everything can happen, and that’s what I want.

I want to know Zara, to learn what turns her on, and find out what makes her happy or mad. I should know what makes her smile so that when I see her down, I know how to make her day better. Not that I plan to ever piss her off, but I’d make a conscious effort to avoid those situations.

Every kiss we share is slow building, causing me to fight the urge to pull her onto my lap and push my fingers through her hair. The only things separating us are the arms of the chairs, making everything we do awkward and clumsy. It’s safer this way, the gap between our bodies, because I don’t know what I’ll do if I have her pressed against me again. Earlier, it was pure torture riding Night back with an erection. Each trot caused the saddle to jab into my hard on, making the ride almost unbearable. In fact, I’m not convinced I didn’t do any damage and that’s another reason Zara and I can’t take this inside. What if I’m broken? Except I’m not and I know that because my buddy is rising to the occasion, ready for some action.

The fire continues to burn much like the heated sensation that moves through my body each time Zara leans over and kisses my neck, cheek, or nips at my ear. Her intentions are clear while mine are still murky even though I return each sentiment. I can’t have her thinking that I’m not interested because I am, without a doubt, ready to take her into my bedroom and show her the differences between a cowboy and a rocker. Right now, it feels like we’ve known each other for weeks, months even, and not less than a week. Even with those feelings, I am still hesitant to push her for more even though it’s what I want. I need her to be sure—to not have any doubt in her mind—that she wants to pursue something with me.

Very little words are exchanged between us as we watch the red embers glow underneath the night sky. Every so often there will be the howl of a coyote or a rustling in the woods from who knows what. I don’t bother to tell her that there are bears or snakes out there.



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