Page 121 of The Last True Hero
"McClain!" Mia gasped, her fingers curling into his hair.
"I thought you said you were tender?" He spread her thighs wide. "Let me kiss it better...."
And then she stopped pushing him away and started moaning.
* * *
By the timethey returned to camp, most everyone had packed up. Mia walked slowly, her fingers firmly laced between Adam's. She'd never felt like this in her life. Relaxed, sated, happy. Happy was definitely a new emotion for her.
And one she wanted to share with him.
"So are you thinking of staying in Salvation Creek awhile?" she murmured.
Adam looked down at her. "Trying to get rid of me already?"
"No." She squeezed his hand. "But once we get Sage settled and make sure everyone's alright, I think it's time you headed north. From what you've told me, your sister must be wondering where you are. She'll be worried about you, and I'd like to meet her."
A long pause greeted this statement.
"I know there will be some folks you don't want to run into," she said quickly. "But I also know that you'd give anything to see your sister again. And Lily."
Adam swallowed, the lump in his throat moving. "Yeah. Yeah, I would." He paused, and turned her to face him. "Thank you. For giving me the courage to consider that."
Mia smiled shyly. "You've done so much for me. I feel like I'll never be able to repay you."
Warm hands cupped her face and Adam leaned down to brush his mouth against hers. "You have no idea how wrong that statement is. You give me strength, Mia. And you give me hope. I haven't felt that in a long time."
It was the sweetest kiss they'd shared. One to warm her from within. Mia let her hands slide to his waist, as his tongue eased her lips apart. A lazy, heated kiss that turned her insides to mush, because she knew it wasn't just lust anymore. This. This was what it felt like when she no longer had the words to tell him how much she loved him.
But all too soon a branch cracked under someone's foot, and Mia drew back.
"Sorry to interrupt." Zarina breathed hard, as if she'd been running. "Colton's gone."
"Gone?" Adam repeated, and the silver in his gray-green eyes flared intensely.
Mia watched his expression, feeling a little tense herself. Then Adam visibly relaxed, his shoulders lowering. "Let him go," he said with a shrug. "He earned his freedom."
Giving Mia's waist a squeeze, he headed for his motorbike, his hand in hers.
"He stole your bag," Zarina called after them.
Adam simply slid an arm around Mia's shoulders. "He can keep it," he threw back, giving Mia a squeeze. "I've got all I need, right here."
