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Running on the trails is also good because I don’t need to wear headphones. I can just enjoy the chirping of birds, the leaves rustling, and the dirt scuffing beneath my feet.
I focus on the bend in the path before me, the curl that leads the trail loop back to the house.
I pick up my pace to a sprint and, once I reach the bend, slow to a stop. I bend over, rest my hands on my knees, and take some deep breaths. Wish I had some water or something to make the jog back a little bit –
“Need a drink?”
I stand up immediately, face to face with Kira. She’s wearing a classic running getup. Little shorts, a sports bra, a sweatband to hold her bangs back. She holds out a water bottle toward me.
“Where the hell did you come from?”
“I thought I’d walk to meet you and then we could jog back together.”
It’s almost creepy if it weren’t so incredibly charming and I didn’t need this water like my life depended on it.
“Thanks…” I take the bottle of water and chug it as fast as possible.
“Easy there, big boy.”
I spill the water over my chin.Big boydoes something to me. I swipe my hand down my face to clear away the water and the sweat.
“Didn’t know you ran.”
“Sometimes. I’m not very fast,” she says with a shrug and starts to jog backward. “You’ll have to take it easy on me.”
Kira turns around, brown ponytail bobbing over her shoulders. My eyes fall immediately to her butt, tight and round in her shorts. Damn, I want a handful of that. A smile curls onto my face and I break into a jog after her.
It doesn’t take much for me to catch up to her. But I’m not looking to intimidate her with speed. I’m just enjoying a run in the forest with Kira Solace.
“Got good form,” I say.
“Th…thanks,” she says between measured breaths.
I’ve been running long enough that a casual chat during a jog isn’t too hard. Clearly, Kira has to focus on her breath. That’s just fine. I’ll let her have it.
We continue to run. Sometimes, I have to lessen my pace so I’m not two steps ahead of her. Damn these long legs (although I wasn’t saying that last night when she wanted to climb me like a fucking tree).
There’s a new sound added to the scape of the forest. Kira’s breath. Measured inhale through her nose, a tight exhale through her lips.
It’s making me hard. Her heavy breathing…I’ve heard it in the night while I’m inside her. It’s like some Pavlovian response: Kira breathes heavily, I get hard and want her.
I start to pick up the pace. I need to get home as fast as possible to deal with this.
To my surprise, Kira keeps up. She follows me, a small laugh falls from her lips. “Are we racing?”
“You’re on.”
We race the last mile back to the house and, nearly tripping up the stairs, I beat her to the back door.
Kira runs the rest of the way to meet me and presses her hand against the house, bending over and clutching her side. “Good one,” she says through heaving breaths.
I can’t stand it a second longer. I press her up against the door, not bothering to heed her gasp, and kiss her as hard as I can. Her heart throbs through her chest, sweat dripping from all of her pours.
“Let me shower,” she groans between kisses.
“Can’t wait. Need you now.”
“That’s so…”
