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He chokes out the words.
I give him a small nod and then his lips are on mine. His beard prickles, but not in a bad way. I kiss him back and suck his bottom lip into my mouth before deepening the kiss.
My tongue darts inside his mouth, and he groans. His hand travels to the back of my neck. His grip is tight, as if he’s afraid I’ll run if he lets go, and the feeling of his strong hand against my skin sends liquid heat to my pussy.
The feel of his warm mouth on mine is enough to set me ablaze, but then I realize how I look and pull away.
“I should wash my hair first. I’m dirty,” I pant.
A coy smile plays on his lips. “You are?”
“In more ways than one,” I say with a chuckle.
He pulls me back towards his godly lips. “I don’t care that you’ve got dirt in your hair, Emily. And your wet clothes had to come off at some point.”
I nod, feeling shy all of a sudden. “Yeah.”
“If you want to stop, tell me. I will back off,” he says between gritted teeth.
I shake my head. “No, that’s not it. I was just thinking… what if…”
He gives me a questioning look.
“Well, if your hands are as big as… as… you know.”
He frowns. “I’m not following.”
“Yes, you are. You just want to hear me say dick.”
He closes his eyes as if he’s being tortured. “Fuck, I love hearing you say that.”
“Okay, in that case, I’ll say it again. I’m a bit afraid your dick will be as big as the rest of you.”
“Only one way to find out,” he says and lifts me up.
I lock my ankles around his back and can’t stop smiling as he carries me to the couch. If this is what happens when getting lost on the mountain, I’ll get lost every single day. After all, I know that Brody would save me every time.
Chapter Six
Brody
Emily’s body is pressed against mine on the couch. My palms slide up her legs, fiddling with the button of her pants.
“You need to take these off. If you keep these wet clothes on, you’ll catch a cold,” I tell her.
She’s too busy kissing me to grace me with a reply.
I strip her pants down and she shivers. She doesn’t have anything to worry about. I’m going to make sure she will feel as hot as a furnace soon. I glance at her panties and see that she’s damp and needy. I have to restrain myself from ripping them off and exposing her wet pussy. I promised I would take it slow, and I’m not the kind of man to break a promise.
Her hands trail over my back. She stops at my shoulders, and tugs on my shirt.
“Fair is fair. You took off my pants, I’m taking off your flannel,” she whispers.
I won’t say no to that. Hell, Emily can strip me bare and I will welcome every single moment of it.
The shirt drops to the floor, and she chuckles. “How many layers are you wearing?”
I grin while kissing her collarbone. “Mountain life requires multiple layers.”
