Trail of Desire by Felicia Forella

Author:Felicia Forella
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press

Chapter 5

With only a brief stop for the MREs—military meals ready to eat—cold, yuck!—Powell pushed them almost twelve miles. Katrina was ready to shove his pedometer up his tight butt every time he checked it.

Propped up against a tree, she nursed her tired body. When Powell was busy setting up their torture chamber and not looking, she arched her back and stretched side to side. She shot a dirty look at her heavy backpack. Her feet cried to be free of the hiking boots and soaked in water, except that a hot bath didn't factor into her evening. They'd hiked past one shelter and were at least ten miles from the next one, so it was cold creek water for her.

All day long she'd admired—okay, stared at—Powell's mighty fine physique. She wondered at the muscles hidden under his shirt, the erection tucked away under his shorts. Did he have a chest full of hair?

Despite the aches and pains, she'd tromp another twelve miles of trail if it meant following the magnificent view.

As she watched, he slid the poles into the sleeves, giving the tent its shape. Her thighs clenched together in a futile effort to stop the throbbing between her legs as her body imagined his pole sliding, thrusting, filling her.

"If you're done lounging under that tree, I could use some help setting up the rest of the campsite before it gets dark."

Shoot, she refused to allow her wild side to take over. This would only work if she maintained a balance. Keeping up her half of the work, she busied herself setting up the campsite. Her back cramped and complained as she bent and stooped, reminding her that she needed to take two pain relievers as soon as possible.

Shuffling to her pack for some medicated relief, her foot snagged on a tree root. Her arms flailed, one leg coming up. With a quick step and a reflexive grab, Powell caught her forearm and yanked. Her body slammed into his. Soft breasts flattened against hard chest muscles. Her belly pressed to his lengthening cock. His thighs cradled hers.

He was going to kiss her. She felt it with a certainty, down to her curled-in-her-hiking-boots toes. God help her, she didn't want to turn her head, couldn't. Not this time. Nothing mattered past the throb of his erection along her lower belly and the temptation of impending liplock. Strong arms encircled her waist, decreasing the space between them until only their clothes separated them. Even that was too much space. Her wild child clawed and scratched for freedom, for the feel of his tongue thrusting along hers.

Tingles ran up and down her spine, supercharging at every point of contact. She heard his every breath, felt the warm air brush her skin, felt his chest push against her nipples until she wanted to beg him to rip off her shirt and suck on her. Each twinge of his erection caused a response between her legs. To heck with her breasts, she wanted him to strip off her shorts and drop to his knees between her legs.

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