Page 76 of Adrift

A shower of sparks bursts all throughout me, even though I gasp indignantly and squirm against his shoulder. “Hey!” I protest, but that’s all I can get out before I dissolve into laughter. “I can walk!”

Gage just effortlessly carries me up the orchard to the road. “You can,” he finally agrees, and the world lurches again as he sets me down carefully on the gravel road. “Just as long as you don’t run.”

I smirk at him and grab his hand. “Oh, nobody can stop me running,” I tell him. “But you can keep up with me. Come on. Let’s go!”

Gravel flying, I set off in to sprint down the road, towing Gage behind me as he laughs, stumbles, recovers… and then he catches up.

For a moment, I feel like I’m a little kid again, running as fast as I can to try to escape right over the horizon, into the distant sunset and over the edge of the world.

But on this road, Gage and I are hand-in-hand every step of the way.

Chapter

Twenty-Seven

KIERAN

“I’ve got an idea.”

As Gage tumbles through the bedroom door after me, tossing aside his jeans like they’ve personally wronged him, he shoves it closed with his shoulder. “Phew. Is it…” he pants for breath, leaning against the door and holding up a finger before he tries again. “Is it calleddon’t run home when we’re finally about to fuck like wild animals?”

In fairness, I think it turned into a power-walk by the end. But after the kind of day we’ve had, that’s still enough to take it out of us both.

I don’t have enough air to laugh properly, so the noise I make instead is the most ungraceful honk you can imagine. My thighs are already quivering jelly, and I sink onto the bed as I dissolve into giggles.

He’s probably right.

“Sorry,” I breathe out. “That last bit distracted me from the rest of it. Did I say anything before that?”

“Before… I told you I was planning on making slow, sweet, patient love to you, like the most chivalrous gentleman alive?” Gage watches me with that knowing, hungry look again and pushes away from the door.

Then, he slowly hooks his thumbs into his underwear and drags it down.

I can’t help staring. My lips part slowly as I watch his semi swing free from his underwear. He’s naked now, and I’m fully dressed, and yet I’ve never felt so exposed… because I know he’s going to be getting me naked next.

And then…

“You didnotsaythat,” I moan in protest, rolling my head back.

“Didn’t I?” A slow, devilish smile plays around the corners of Gage’s lips. “And I’m pretty sure you had an idea, anyway. Let’s hear it. If you can remember it.”

He crosses the room in a few strides, and suddenly he’s standing right in front of me, spreading his legs to straddle me at the edge of the bed.

His cock isright there, thick and juicy and tempting enough to make my mouth water like crazy.

Not fair.

But I like my idea. It’s that rarest blend of sexyandpractical… and I don’t think Gage is going to complain about it, either.

Just before he can push his way onto my lap and knock me flat against the bed, I squirm away. I grin cheekily at Gage’s surprise, bouncing right back up to my feet. “I’ve remembered my idea.”

Gage groans. “It better involve me getting my hands on you very,verysoon, mister.”

“Patience,” I tease him, biting back a laugh at the indignant stare he gives me. And he’s right. I’m the last one to be giving a lecture on patience. “My idea involves you sitting right there.”

“Sitting...?”

“Here.” I pat the bed beside us, and then I stare down my nose—as best I can, anyway, when I need to crane my neck up to look at my gentle giant.

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