"That was insane! You're amazing!"

I plop down and hang my legs over the edge. Luna looks tiny from up here, but still so fucking gorgeous that it hurts. Admittedly, I can see down her shirt, and I let my gaze plunge into her milky cleavage.

I think I'll stay up here for a minute. If I come down now, Luna will see exactly how hard the thought of her makes me.

True to her word, Luna stays grounded for the rest of the day. She sits in the shade and watches me scale the low boulders, cheering me on even though these climbs are as easy for me as walking down the street.

Eventually, she kicks back and pops open the book she brought, some thick romance novel she’s just started. It’s nice, actually, having her down there while I climb. A companionable silence finds us, and I start to feel that same calm that I do when I’m out here alone.

Well, except when I catch myself staring at her for too long. Her legs glisten with a thin film of sweat, and my filthy mind can’t help but wonder how she would taste if I ran my tongue from her toes to her pussy.

Maybe I’m a dog, but I can’t help how I feel.

And I feel like I want to tear her apart.

We ride back into town in my VW Bus, windows down, wind blowing, and music blasting. Luna is shy, that’s obvious, but she’s starting to come out of her shell. I think hearing me belt classic rock makes her less worried about making a fool of herself: I have an awful voice.

She climbs into the back to explore the van bursting with climbing gear, camping equipment, and everything I need to live out of this thing when I’m not at my place in Kernville. In the rear-view mirror, I steal peeks at her beautiful butt as she snoops through my stuff.

I don’t mind, I’ve got nothing to hide from this girl.

This morning, I picked her up from the library, but I guess now she trusts me enough to let me drop her off at her apartment. It’s a nice little complex tucked away just next to downtown, shaded by trees.

We’re parked out front, and it feels like Luna isn’t ready to leave.

“That was… an interesting day,” she sighs and smiles at me from the passenger seat. “I couldn’t face my fear of heights for just anyone, Lucas. I hope you know how special that makes you.”

I’m leaning slightly over the center console, desperate for a hug or a fucking handshake—I’ll take anything she’ll give me.

“And a deal’s a deal,” I say, holding out my hand. “You climbed… even though it was only ten feet.”

“Twelve!”

“Sorry.Twelve.” I nod and take her hand in mine. “So, what time should I come by tomorrow for my cataloging lesson?”

The softness of her palm sends fire through my arm and into my heart. It takes every ounce of willpower not to drag her into my lap and bury my lips in hers.

Luna laughs, brushing back a bit of her hair. “The earlier the better.”

“Yeah? Why’s that? That gives you the rest of the day to fix the mistakes I’ll inevitably make?”

Luna swallows hard, stuttering slightly. “N-no.” She shakes her head, chest heaving, and pulls me across the console. “Because I want to see you again as soon as possible…”

I pull her the rest of the way, taking her supple lips in a desperate kiss.

I should slow down, be thoughtful and gentle. But, fuck, this is all I’ve been thinking about since I saw her in the library.

We both exhale, refusing to part as I practically climb over into her seat. My hand finds her thigh, gripping it so tightly that I’m sure I sear her skin red. Luna whimpers and makes a little squealing sound, lips parting to allow the tips of our tongues to meet briefly.

She tastes like lemons and smells like new books.

My van’s horn blares under the weight of my elbow as I try to reposition. Luna yelps and jumps back in her seat, immediately bursting into laughter and fanning herself. “Holy… all right. That was… um…”

Her nipples are poking through her shirt.

Luna follows my eyes before I can look away; her cheeks suddenly look as flush as my cock feels.

“Yeah.” She takes a deep breath. “Obviously, we’ve both been thinking about doing that all day…”