Chapter 24 Wes
Kissing Rose again feels amazing. It’s like everything in me lights up. I can hear the trees rustling more clearly, and I can feel the heat and light shining off the fire, warming my skin. Rose’s lips are soft and taste slightly pepperminty from her chapstick.
I want to live in this moment with her forever.
“Is this okay?” I ask, knowing she’s wanted to be friends and work through everything. I glance down at her eyes, glistening in the light of the night.
“More than okay. Being here with you, by the fire, enjoying this moment is perfect.” She smiles up at me, tucking some of her hair behind her ear. It’s cute that she’s a little nervous even after everything we’ve been through together.
I reach down and relish the feel of her body next to mine. After our limited time in the woods last week, it feels amazing to hold her and have her lean back into me. It’s like ten years of emotions and thoughts all leading into this beautiful moment here, together. Still in a little disbelief that this is all happening, I pull her in tighter.
“Are you okay?” She looks at me wide-eyed.
“Of course, I’m just trying to believe this is real.”
“It took us a while, but we found our way back to each other.” Leaning into me, she rests her head on my chest and sighs before looking up, biting her lip and adding, “Would it be okay if we went to the tent?” She couldn't be more beautiful under the stars and in my arms, but I can’t resist that type of request.
“One more minute? I want to remember this moment, here with you, for a little longer.” I mimic her, brushing a strand of her long hair behind her ear and bringing my forehead down to hers. We both look up at the stars once more—the northern lights are on display tonight and it’s gorgeous. Then I hear her giggle. “What?”
She smiles, saying nothing and drags me to my feet, leading me past the smoldering fire and toward the tent.
Once inside we shrug off our shoes and sit down next to each other on my sleeping bag. I use my headlamp to find the lantern, putting it on low.
I turn back towards her and find she’s already pressed up against me. I run my fingers across her chin and bring her lips to mine. I kiss her strong and deep, taking my time, savoring the moment, again, as she starts to unbutton my shirt.
“Always in such a rush.” I smile against her mouth.
“I just know what I want now,” she whispers confidently and I’m so turned on I don’t know what to do next. She pushes me down and straddles me, pulling my undershirt up and over my head, before kissing my now bare chest. I sit up and make my way to her arms, slowly helping her take off her top and throw it to the side. I can’t stop thinking it, but she’s so gorgeous —taking my breath away in the faded light of the fire through the fabric of our tent.
There’s no easy way to remove your pants in a tent, it’s just a fact, but she rolls over and does some sort of shimmy and they’re off within seconds. I stare, in shock. “How’d you do that?” I try to mimic the move but she laughs and moves to help me instead, which is infinitely more enjoyable. I’m already so hard with all the kissing and foreplay tonight, and she takes notice, rubbing up against me, pushing her breasts against my chest and wrapping her legs around me, making the most intoxicating noises.
Before I know it, we’re both free of the rest of our clothing and under one of my blankets. There’s no more giggling now, just taking one another in. Rose reaches down and rubs up and down my shaft, eliciting a deep moan from me. My eyes roll back. “How do you feel so good?”
I move lower and take her breast in my hands, working her nipple with my tongue and making a mental note that she apparently loves this by the sounds she’s making. My other hand moves lower and reaches down to rub across her folds—they’re already so wet and ready. I find her clit and start to rub it in circles, slowly.
Now it’s her turn to throw her head back and moan. I follow the lines of her body, so taken with the way she moves and seeing her in this new light . . .
Reaching into my bag, I grab a condom and put it on.
“I’m on birth control too,” she whispers, kissing my neck and nipping at my ear.
I move my body over hers, looking up and catching her eye before I push inside of her. We both gasp with the rush of the anticipation—her rich, brown eyes wide. Our bodies move in tandem, breathing together until we both ride the waves together.