Page 38 of Ethan

"Hardly."

"Are you a light toaster of marshmallows or a burner?"

"I'm going to aim for golden if I can." I held the stick over the hot embers. All around us, I could hear other campfires snapping and crackling. And the sound of laughter and talking.

It was a peaceful sound. Humans in unison.

"I'll set up the graham wafers and chocolate," Daniel said.

"These are almost ready."

Daniel fussed beside me, a plate on his lap, setting squares of chocolate on two of the wafers. My marshmallows were golden and starting to sag. "You ready for me?"

"Yup." He moved the plate closer and helped me complete the sticky sweet sandwiches. We each took one and bit into them. Instant complete disaster. Laughing, we managed to get most of the unruly smores into our mouths. The rest ended up on our hands and faces.

Giggling at the mess, our eyes met, and we fell silent, entranced amidst the firelight. I licked my lips. Daniel looked delicious covered in chocolate and marshmallow.

A wave of heat grew in me, and I didn't need my blanket anymore. I let it slip off my shoulders as I stood, took two steps, and straddled Daniel's lap. I kept my hands from touching him.

Until I offered him one of my sticky fingers.

Daniel moaned and closed his eyes as he sucked and twirled his tongue across my sensitive skin. I fed him another and he gave it even more intense attention. My cock surged against the thick material of my jeans. I drew my fingers from his mouth and breathed across his lips.

I poured my heart into the kiss. With each day, this man was creeping into secret depths in my very essence—never explored before. It was terrifying and exhilarating.

Our tongues tangled, exchanging remnants of chocolate. I rocked my hips forward and ran my fingers into his hair, marshmallow residue be damned. We could shower together later.

Daniel grabbed my ass and pulled me closer.

Moaning into his mouth, I squirmed in his lap, desperate to feel his hard cock against mine. The distance from it was infuriating. I released his mouth and panted against his neck, moving my hand from his hair down his chest to the front of his pants. I shuddered with desire.

He was so hard for me.

Daniel jerked and grabbed the wrist of my wandering hand. "Not here."

I climbed off his lap and held out my hand to him. There wasn't a single moment of hesitation from Daniel. He took my hand and let me lead him to the camper.

Once inside, we closed the door.

"We're being very irresponsible," Daniel whispered as he swayed closer to me.

I knew what he was talking about. "That particular fire is waning and contained." I pressed him against the kitchen counter and ground my dick against his thigh. "This one is not."

Daniel teased a kiss past my lips. "I want to undress you." He walked me backward, his hands on my hips, crowding us down the narrow hallway, past the bathroom to the bed.

In the tight space, he removed my coat, tossed it aside, and stepped closer. Brushing his lips against my throat, he played with the edge of my sweater, then peeled it off over my head.

Ever so slowly.

After discarding the sweater, he hummed against my ear and sucked my earlobe into his mouth, his hands wandering from my ass to my shoulders and back again.

I clung to him for support.

"Daniel," I moaned.

"Lay back for me." He gave me a light shove and I settled on the mattress on my back, looking up at him. His expression was pure hunger. A coil wound tighter in my groin.

Hovering over me, he used his thumbs to push my shirt up my torso and off. Once his hands were free of it, he dragged his fingers down my bare chest. He stopped to circle each of my nipples.

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