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I rub her shoulder. Even through her clothes, touching her excites me. I pull my hand back.

“What are the rest of the climbs like?” she asks.

I breathe a sigh of relief. This could work. Sleeping alone on the cold hard ground isn’t any fun. Why wouldn’t she feel the same way? Who knows, maybe after the race we could occasionally meet up for some more… horizontal fun. Why not? We’re both adults.

I don’t need to end up like my parents. I won’t be tied down and miserable. Iara probably feels the same way. We’re programmed with a biological need for sex, but there’s no reason to let it ruin our lives.

“The faces are only going to get harder and steeper.”

“I like harder.” She casts an unmistakable glance at my crotch, and I gulp in spite of myself. “Steeper, too.”

I’m half tempted to take her hand and lead her into the woods. Heck, I could carry her if she didn’t want to get scratched up. Hold her up against a tree.

Would she let me take her from behind? Would she come again like she did last night? I’d muffle her cries with my hand so no one on the trail would hear us.

I imagine her breath warm against my palm, her wet tightness all around me. My cock responds to my thoughts, straining inside my pants.

“Tell me about the next climb.”

Right, the race. I shouldn’t think about sex right now. Plenty of time for that tonight. We will be fairly well rested from the walking today. And last night, she kissed me first. It makes perfect sense for me to make the first move tonight.

“A lot of choices.”

I picture the challenge awaiting us in my mind. Everything below my waist relaxes. It’s no longer uncomfortable to walk.

“What do you mean?”

“Mostly harder and faster.” I steal a glance at her, but she doesn’t react. Guess the flirting is over for now. “Versus slower and safer.”

“Which will you choose?”

“It depends on how I’m feeling.”

I look over at her, and she’s grinning wickedly. My cock springs to life again.

“I’m talking about climbing.”

“I know.”

I wasn’t really talking to her but whatever.

“It really just depends.” I use my serious mountain guide voice. “People think they can handle it, but it might take them more time because you have to go slower. And the risk of getting into trouble is a lot higher.”

“So what are you going to do?”

“As of right now, I’m undecided. I guess I’ll make it up whenwe…” I intentionally emphasize the word ‘we.’ “...get there.”

14

IARA

“So, what is your favorite part about being a guide?”

I really want to know. Seems like a cool job. Do they have human guides? I love the farm since being outdoors anywhere is the best thing, but the farm lacks the thrill of the mountain.

Rylan takes his time answering. I sneak another look at him as we continue on the wooded path. He looks different now that we… since last night.

“I guess when people surprise themselves. We’ll get to a point, and they’ll hit a wall. They want to quit, they think they can’t do it. Then, they do.”

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