Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 74(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 74(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Parker sits beside me, and we stay quiet for a few minutes before he breaks the silence. “You often thank people with a kiss?”
I whirl my head so fast I feel like I’m having a whiplash. “Why? Do you often ask people you help for a kiss?”
His shoulders shake, and he levels me with a look that says, What do you think?
“Fair. To answer your question, Piper, no. I only ever do that to you.”
The snort comes out of me before I have time to think about it. “Right. You flirt with everyone.”
“Oh, how dare you? Who are we talking about?”
“I don’t know. The lady on the third floor.”
“Jenika?”
“Maybe? The beautiful girl with long, black hair.”
Parker bursts out laughing. “Jealous?”
“Not on your life.”
He swallows the remaining water in his tumbler and moves to kneel in front of me. He rests a palm on my knee and the air around us shifts. Turns charged. Something zapping through the space between us, and I try to focus on what he’s telling me. “She’s my cousin’s girlfriend. I’m a generally pleasant guy to be around with. At least that’s what my friends tell me. So what you consider flirting is just me being nice.”
“That didn’t bother me.”
He raises one brow and nods, visibly trying to stifle another smile. “Okay.”
“You also ask me out every single chance you get.”
“Because I want to go out with you, but you never take me seriously.”
I remember last night, how I tossed and turned and was unable to sleep because of the way he kissed me. My body felt hot all over, and it didn’t matter how cold my bedroom was, I burned.
Out of desperation, I was on the verge of touching myself, imagining his hands all over me, but I couldn’t. I knew I’d only end up frustrated and disappointed. But I did tease myself, running my fingers along the sides of my breasts.
That thought has me rubbing my thighs together, and Parker must have seen something change in my eyes because his face darkens and his hand flexes on my knee.
Maybe he senses the desperate yearning within me because he pushes himself from the ground, bringing me with him, and in one swift motion, he sits on the boulder while I straddle him.
This change in position is so quick that I barely have time to register anything. Dear Lord.
He crushes his lips to mine and kisses me hungrily, aggressively, urgently. His hands graze my back and my outer thighs, and he cups my face, plunging his tongue in and out of my mouth.
A gush of wetness streams from me, and I grind shamelessly on him, seeking friction. He’s wearing hiking shorts while I have nothing but leggings and seamless panties on. I can feel the outline of his thick ridge, and it only makes me crazier with want.
Parker lifts my top and drags his tongue along one pebbled peak, making me arch my back and yank his hair. He does the same to the other nipple while I keep rubbing my crotch to his.
The cool air sweeps over my exposed skin, and I get goosebumps all over.
“Fuck, Piper. Tell me you want this.”
“I want it.”
We’re both panting, but when Parker slides his fingers inside the hem of my leggings, my hands squeeze the hard muscles of his shoulders. “Parker, wait.”
The fire in his eyes, his flushed skin, his lips red and tender from our kiss, his heavy breathing—God, he drives me wild.
But there’s something I need to tell him, and it may or may not turn him off. I’m a bit scared and embarrassed at the admission, but I need to get it out of the way. “I’ve never done this before.”
He gives me a soft smile. “Me too, baby. I’ve never fucked on a trail.”
I shake my head, tendrils of hair escaping my ponytail. “No. I mean never. Like never never.”
The confusion on his face morphs into surprise. “You’re a virgin?”
I can only nod and bite my bottom lip.
He clamps his jaw shut and scrubs a hand across his face. “Then, we can’t do it here. I’m grateful you’re giving your virginity to me, Piper, but there’s no way I’m letting your first time be out here.”
He tugs my top down, but I grab his hands.
“I want it, Parker.”
“Baby, you don’t deserve to have your virginity taken—”
“I. Want. It. Right. Now.”
He blinks slowly as if he’s silently debating with himself.
I don’t want him to stop. The overwhelming desire to have him inside me threatens to fill me. It has never felt so right. This is perfect.
Without breaking eye contact with him, I reach into his shorts and moan when my fingers wrap around his thick girth. I was right. He is big everywhere.
Parker’s eyes turn glassy and wild, and he throws his head back, his hands going from my top to the smooth surface of the boulder on either side of him.