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I took his hand and interlaced our fingers. “Home sounds good. Do you want to pack a bag?”
“I left some stuff over at your place this morning. It’s all good.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Moving in on the sly?”
He ducked his head. “No. I wouldn’t assume that was okay.”
I cupped his face, his beard soft under my palm. “It’s more than okay.”
He looked up, eyes meeting mine, smile a little shy. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” I said. “Let’s go home.”
CHAPTER 35
Ash
I tackled Sawyer to the bed as soon as he came out of the shower at his camper. “Thank you for being so cool tonight.”
He grunted under my weight. “Pretty sure I wasn’t cool at all.”
I kissed the nape of his neck, then pressed my hips against his towel-covered ass. My cock throbbed hard in my shorts. “Cool enough you got me all hot.”
His laugh was muffled by the blankets.
That was the only warning I got before he reared up and twisted, knocking me loose. Then he pounced on top of me and grabbed my wrists. “Wasn’t I supposed to top you tonight?”
My eyes widened. “Oh no, what if you break me, big boy?”
He grinned. “Shut up, idiot.”
“Make me.”
Sawyer dipped down to kiss me. His lips were soft, his tongue slick and minty from brushing his teeth.
My heart jolted as we traded kisses, each one increasingly hotter and wetter. I still wore my clothes, but Sawyer was in only a towel, and I took advantage of that fact by running my hands down his bare sides.
His body was toned.Hard.And I loved it.
When my fingertips reached his towel, I yanked it. The loose knot came undone easily, and the terry cloth slipped from his hips.
Sawyer levered up to pull my shirt over my head. I shoved down my shorts and briefs. When our naked bodies pressed together, a thrill shot through me. There was something so intoxicating about Sawyer’s body against mine.
It wasn’t soft or curvy at all. It was strong and sexy in an entirely different way. One I loved just as much. Maybe more.
He dropped his lips to my ear. “I’m going to take your ass tonight.”
My heart skipped, but I played it cool for Sawyer.
“About time.”
He rolled away to lean over the side of the bed. He returned with the sex toy Fisher had given us.
I barked a laugh. “Seriously?”
“We can warm you up for me,” he said with a smirk. “If you think you can handle it?”
“I can handle anything you’ve got.”
