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“If you’d have walked in on a hot, naked man in your bed the way I just did, you’d be in a hurry, too.” I gasp when Carter nips my ear lobe. My fingers spear into his hair to pull him up to my mouth. Our tongues duel, licking and gliding against each other. His skin is smooth under my palms. The muscles in his back flex when I dig my fingernails into him.
“Need you,” I mumble against his lips. “So much.”
Carter whimpers. “You’re too fucking sexy, you know that? We’re both sweaty and disgusting, yet I want to suck you off so bad my mouth is watering.”
I huff out a laugh. “I kind of forgot about the whole no-shower thing.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got us covered.” Carter reaches over to his bag and pulls out his toiletry kit. He settles back on top of me with a bottle in his hand. At first, I assume it’s lube until he squeezes some into his palm. The smell of spicy oak fills the tent. Lotion. Brilliant.
Then any previous thought dissipates when he starts to grind his hard-on against mine. “Oh, fuck,” I moan.
Carter wraps his lotion-coated hand around both of our cocks, and my hips start to cant up into his fist. The way his head rubs against mine is making me crazy.
“Sam.” Carter’s desperation matches mine, and I pull him down into a kiss. I want every piece of us as connected as possible right now.
“I’m gonna… fuck. I’m gonna come,” I grate out. The tight fist he’s got wrapped around us is about to make me explode.
“Do it. I want to see you come apart for me, Smoky.” Carter’s lust-roughened voice sends me over the edge, and I blow. The orgasm feels like it lasts fucking forever and is only prolonged by the sounds Carter makes as he comes right after me.
We’ve made a mess on my chest, and I couldn’t give two shits. I yank Carter’s head down to mine to press a soft kiss on his lips. Luckily, he doesn’t care about the mess either. He presses his weight onto me as we continue to kiss. Each one is softer than the last, and the emotions arcing between us make tears burn behind my eyes. I refuse to become a sap despite how intense sex with Carter is.
“How does this get better every single time we do it?” I ask to distract myself from what I really want to say to him.
“I don’t have a clue. But if it keeps going at this rate, you might kill me.” Carter chuckles.
I run my hands up and down his sides. When our mess starts to get gross, I pat Carter on the ass. “Grab my T-shirt and the water bottle over there. That should suffice until we can shower at home tomorrow.”
After he gets my shirt wet, he wipes it across my chest and then cleans off his stomach. Then we get comfortable, cuddling under the sheet I brought, knowing we’d likely burn up under sleeping bags. Carter wraps his arms around my waist and uses my shoulder as a pillow.
“I’m really glad you came into my life, Sam. I’ve never felt more like myself with anyone else.”
“Ditto.” I kiss the top of his head. “I’m falling hard for you, Carter. I just want you to know that.”
“Ditto,” he repeats with a laugh. He kisses my chest, and we both drift off with smiles on our faces.
I don’t think anything could ruin this feeling.
CHAPTER 19
Carter
I’ve never felt this blissfully happy.
How the hell did I manage to find a man who understands me better than I even know myself? I’d have never thought going camping would be the thing that allowed me to recharge my battery. Yet, somehow, Sam knew it would be the perfect thing to help us connect and allow us to rest.
The windows are down in Sam’s truck. The wind makes it hard to talk, but that’s okay. Sam’s been holding my hand over the center console since we packed up our camp and got on the road. We slept in this morning and had campfire coffee. I wasn’t particularly ready to leave, but I was dying for a shower. There was no way I could hold out touching Sam for much longer.
We stopped at a cute little diner for lunch earlier, and with each mile we get closer to home, dread starts to settle in my gut. I’m not ready for our getaway to be over. Reality is filled with anxiety and worry. I just spent almost thirty hours straight without a care in the world. Why would I want my everyday life to interrupt the calm I’ve achieved?
Sam rolls up the windows, the silence almost as deafening as the blowing wind. “You okay over there?”
I sigh. “Yeah. I’m just not ready to go back to reality yet.”
“Me neither, baby.” He kisses the back of my hand. “What if I promised you a blow job while we shower?”
I pretend to think about it. “I guess that could be a good incentive to go home. Although… I think I’ve forgotten what your cock feels like in my a?—”
“Done.” Sam doesn’t even let me finish my sentence before he agrees, which makes me laugh.
