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My climax tore through my body. I desperately wanted to close my eyes, but Brock’s fiery gaze kept me mesmerized, my eyes locked with his.

My heart was beating so fast that I felt like it was about to come out of my chest.

“Brock!” I screamed, climaxing so volatilely that I wasn’t even thinking about the fact that someone could hear me.

My body was shaking as I recovered, and I relied on Brock to keep me on my feet.

He did, his body totally supporting mine until my heartbeat and my breathing slowed.

“Watching you come apart is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Brock informed me as he fixed the zipper and the button of my jeans.

“You make me crazy,” I told him as I reached down for my daypack. “I’ve never climaxed in the great outdoors.”

He grinned as he put on his own backpack. “Does that mean you never want it to happen again?”

He pointed toward the main path, and we started walking side by side.

We were probably going to barely make it out of the woods before dark.

“No,” I replied in a teasing voice. “I’m not going to say it should never happen again. We like to spend time outside.”

“I don’t have an exhibitionist kink, baby,” he drawled. “But I’m always going to try to give you what you need, whenever and wherever you want it.”

My core clenched at the thought of him giving me what I wanted whenever I wanted it.

Good Lord! We could be spending a lot of time in the bedroom.

Or up against the wall.

Or we’d be having sex in every room of his home.

Okay, I was probably going to have to try not to get hot and bothered in a public place in the future.

We’d probably be seeking out the nearest private place we could find.

I sighed. “In case I forget later, thank you for this trip. It’s the best thing I’ve ever done. This area is amazingly beautiful, and the color changes are breathtaking.”

Brock said the fall colors were just starting, but I couldn’t imagine the yellows, oranges, and reds getting even more extraordinary.

Every day of this trip had been a new adventure, and I couldn’t remember a time when I’d been this happy.

The week had been magical for me.

Unfortunately, coming to the end of the trip also reminded me that I was going to have to go home soon.

He put his arm around my waist and pulled me against his massive body. “You’ll see how brilliant the color changes can get in the next week,” he told me. “Are you ready to head to the beach so we can look for those Yooperlites?”

I put the thought of going home out of my head.

Brock and I would figure it out.

I wasn’t going to spoil the time I had left with him thinking about being home alone in California.

For once in my life, I was going to learn to live in the moment and cherish every memory.

“Yes,” I said in an enthusiastic voice. “You don’t want to eat first?”

Brock had brought everything we needed to find the unique rocks because he thought I might enjoy searching for them at night.