“There is nothing in the world I want more than you, but not here, not now.” He ran a hand over my head and guided my head back. When my eyes met his, they were glowing with need.
I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him again, reminding him that I was here and in this. “We have plenty of time.” I smiled then lowered myself. I didn't want to step out of his embrace, but at the same time, I needed to catch my breath and as long as I was standing that close to him, he was stealing every single one.
“We can talk later, okay?” He asked, a hand running around my waist. I nodded, not sure the words would come out the way I wanted them to. He kissed me on the forehead and then we walked back toward where Ryan was waiting.
Chapter Twenty-One
Luke
I worked the ax as fast as I ever had. I was on a high that I couldn't quite explain, but there it was, flowing through my body, moving me with a quickness that I’d forgotten existed. The feeling of contentment was freeing. I dropped my ax, and as the time stopped, I watched as my name climbed to the top of the leader board.
“Damn dude, where did that come from?” Ryan asked as I walked over to my chair and sat down.
I shook my head and tipped my water bottle back, drinking it dry.
I saw Emerson walking toward us, the smile on her face blinding.
“That was impressive,” she said as she stopped just short of the tent.
“I try.” I grinned and patted my leg. She walked over and sat on it, laying her body against mine. I placed a kiss on her forehead then the top of her head, but not in the way Ryan did.
“You two are making me a little hard,” Ryan said as he turned back to watch the next competitor. I wanted to stand up and watch as well, but honestly, I didn't want her to move. I was drenched in sweat, and she didn't seem to care. This was happening so fast, like an out of control freight train. My mind went to the night when she had stomped into my shop in only those tight little shorts, and I felt myself twitch.
“You were pretty amazing,” she said, breaking through my thoughts.
“It's what I do.” I kissed the top of her head.
Ryan turned, looking back at us, and smiled. “You're still on top.”
I heard them call out Chris’ name and again thought about standing up but chose to instead wrap my arms around the girl perched in my lap. I listened to the announcer as they gave Chris’ time, and I had beat him but only by less than a second.
“Second place is the first loser!” Ryan chimed.
“You won?” Emerson sat up, looking over at the scoreboard.
“Seems I did.” I pulled her to me and kissed her again. I didn't want to stop kissing her. I noticed Chris walking by and ran a hand over her ass, pulling her closer, covering my mouth with hers. He narrowed his eyes, then flipped me off and stomped in the other direction. I chuckled, and Emerson pulled away from me confused.
“Ryan.” I pointed over toward him as he was waving a few birds of his own. She laughed, unaware that Ryan was flipping Chris off, and then she adjusted in my lap hitting my dick in just the right way. I felt him come to attention and pulled back just a little. She either didn't notice, or she was pretending not to but I stood, lifting her as I did, and placed her on the ground in front of me.
“We should get dinner,” I suggested.
“I am supposed to meet my mom, you want to go with me?” She smiled, but I couldn't tell if she actually wanted me to go or if she was just being polite. “And you too.” She pointed at Ryan.
“Hell yeah, meet the parent, sounds good to me,” Ryan declared. “Get to see the ground zero gene,” he joked and walked toward the truck and RV we were staying in, I assumed to shower.
“If you don't want us to go, it's fine.” I looked down at her.
“Oh, I want you there, it's just that my mom and I don't get along all that great. She hates my dad and can't understand why I don't hate him too.”
“We can grab a burger around here if it will be easier for you.” I smiled.
“No. I think I want you to go. Maybe it will be better if other people are there. My grandparents are usually with us, and I rarely go out alone with her.” She said chewing at her bottom lip.
“It'll be fine.” I brushed my lips against hers. “Let me get showered, and we can head out.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Emerson