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“My sudden heavy breathing comes from the fact that we’ve been hiking uphill for the last hour,” I answered with a grin.
“Interesting. I’m not breathing heavy?”
“That’s because your ass probably works out three times a day, and you’re in shape for this shit. I don’t, and my stamina isn’t exactly up to Olympic standards anymore.”
He softly laughed as I walked past him, cheeks flushing that I was suddenly scrambling to escape this situation I’d walked into with the world’s biggest player.
“You’re as adorable as you are a little fucking liar, you know what?”
“What?”
He didn’t hesitate to pull me into his strong embrace, and his lips covered mine with more power than they had the night before—when the bear saved me from making a dangerous mistake with a man I knew would hurt me.
This time, I couldn’t pull away. This man tasted delicious; my aching female parts had been internally screaming for this since last night.
I molded into him and, once again, couldn’t resist moaning against his zealous kiss. My tongue met his with as much power as his as it searched my mouth for more. John’s hand went down to my ass, firmly pressing me into his hardness. I was becoming more wet, wanting him inside me, and I knew if I let this go on for another second, it would take more than a bear to keep me from stopping him.
I didn’t realize I was so damn horny. I also had never believed I would want a man to fuck me if I wasn’t in a relationship with him. This was a side of me I didn’t know existed, and that sudden discomfort kept my brain from overruling my better judgment.
I instinctively pulled away from the consuming kiss, John’s perfectly firm body, and all superficial desire of wanting him to fuck me out here in the woods.
“Shit,” I said, breathlessly. “You’re a good kisser; I’ll give you that!”
I made that stupid comment, leaving John to stare after me. I wished I could talk things out with myself for a second to get my head straight.
I did want this man, but I swear it wasn’t just sexual. There was no good reason I should like to be more than friends—or friends with benefits if that was my sort of thing.
I ran my hands over my face, trying to figure out how I would untangle my brain from this sudden desire for him. I knew better than this, yet somehow, I’d allowed this to move out of the friend zone and into the I want more zone.
Why the hell did this shit always happen to me? I was doing just fine, keeping us as friends. Why couldn’t I be like my aunt and sister, learn to play the player, and just enjoy this?
“Mick?” John said, his voice sterner than usual. “What is it?”
I glanced over at him, and all I could do was shrug. There was no way I would admit to having some feelings for the man, and I was suddenly terrified of them and him.
“We’re going to miss the view,” I said, looking away and scanning the brush scattered around this dusty spot.
“Well, we wouldn’t want to miss the fucking views of all the dirt, would we?”
“I’m not the one who decided to take this route,” I snapped back. “You and your new friends from the showers said the views up here were amazing.”
“So, that’s why you’re running away from me?”
He was clearly pissed, which irritated me. And that was a good thing. If I were annoyed, I wouldn’t be horny and make stupid mistakes that I would have to blame on the altitude later.
“I’m not running away from you, dipshit,” I said. “I’m trying to do what we came up here to do.”
He planted both hands on his hips while I fumbled to get my bearings. Then the bastard smiled at me.
“You’re scared,” he said that truth like he was the big bad wolf and proud of it.
“You’re goddamn right I am,” I said, still trying to act confident and mad but failing. The gorgeous man in front of me knew it, too.
“Why?” he questioned curiously, diffusing all the defense mechanisms I used to withstand the man’s charms.
“There’s a little something I like to call, uh, dignity?”
“Dignity,” he flatly returned as if I’d used the wrong word.
