Page 8 of Strength of the Mountain
“This spot is far enough away from the lights of the town to really see the stars,” I murmur. “On clear nights, you can see the reflection of the moon and stars in the calm waters of the stream.”
Cami leans against me, and I adjust our position so my legs are on either side of hers, with her back resting against my front. I loop my arms around her waist, pulling her even closer. My girl nibbles her lips as a slight blush blooms in her cheeks, and I know I have the same effect on her as she does on me.
“I don’t know many of the constellations, but I think that’s Orion’s belt?” Cami says, unsure of herself.
“It is,” I confirm. “Orion was a warrior.”
“Like you.”
“He was a hunter, to be more precise. He boasted that he could kill every animal on earth, so Gaia sent a scorpion to kill him. The gods placed both Orion and the scorpion in the sky, dooming them to an eternity of chasing each other.”
“Oh. Well… that’s not a very fun story,” Cami says, making me chuckle. “What other constellations can we see? Wait, I have a better idea. Tell me which constellation represents me.” I grin at her enthusiasm.
“That’s easy. You’re Ursa Major.”
“Ursa?”
“Also known as the Big Dipper.”
“The Big Dipper? I don’t know if I should be offended or not,” she teases. There’s a hint of insecurity in her voice, so I rush to explain.
“It’s not so much the constellation that represents you, it’s one star in particular. Polaris. The North Star.”
“I’m the North Star?”
I nod and press a kiss to her temple, and then her cheek. My lips brush against the shell of her ear, and I love the way she shudders at that light touch. “You’re my guiding light, Cami. You’re the brightest thing in the sky. You showed me the way back home… back to myself. But a better version of myself. I don’t know how I can ever repay you.”
Cami tilts her head up, looking at me over her shoulder. Those hazel eyes are filled with a kaleidoscope of emotion, and when she stares at my lips, I have no choice but to give her what we’ve both been craving.
I lean forward and lightly brush my lips against hers, sighing into the soft sweetness that is Cami. I can taste her smile and feel the warmth radiating off of her cheeks as she turns in my lap to face me fully. I rest my forehead on hers and help her readjust so she’s straddling me. Fuck, she feels too damn good with her curves pressing against my chest.
We stare at each other as an electric current buzzes through my body into hers. I see the moment it hits. My dick throbs as it presses against the zipper of my jeans. I know she feels it when she gasps softly. “Hayden,” she whispers.
“I love hearing my name on your lips,” I whisper back, running my hands up her thighs and torso until they cup the sides of her neck. I trace light circles on the underside of her jaw. She swallows thickly, and I groan when I feel her throat muscles working against my hands.
“Hayden,” she murmurs again, leaning closer to me, closer, so fucking close I can taste her sweet breath.
Her lips part beneath mine as she slides her tongue into my mouth, immediately taking control of the kiss. I breathe her in and grip her hips, helping her grind down on me to get the friction she needs. Cami moans and arches her back, breaking our kiss.
I kiss down her neck, pulling her sensitive skin between my teeth and then licking the sting away. Cami shifts, resting a hand behind her on my knee, opening herself up for more of my attention.
“Fuck,” I grunt, gripping her ass with one hand while trailing the other between her breasts and down her torso. Cami throws her head back and moans loudly for me. Jesus, it’s like the blanket of night gave her permission to let go and act on her desires.
I cup the back of her neck, drawing her back into me for a kiss. Her hands tangle in my hair, pulling at the strands while we taste and explore each other. She’s trembling in my arms, but she keeps rocking her hot little pussy against me. I growl and nip at her bottom lip, pulling it through my teeth before diving back into her sweetness.
“Hayden,” she pants, resting her forehead on mine. “I need something… I need something else. I needmore.”
“I’ll give you whatever you want, angel,” I groan, slipping my hands underneath the hem of her shirt. Cami sucks in her stomach, which pisses me off. Her parents have filled her head with lies and doubts about her body, but that shit ends today. I knead her soft flesh and ample curves, before growling into her ear, “You’re perfect. So fucking beautiful and sexy. Jesus, Cami, you have no idea what you do to me.”
I don't give her a chance to respond before pulling her shirt over her head in one swift move. With a flick of my wrist and a twist of my fingers, I have her bra unclasped and joining hershirt somewhere in the bed of the truck. She gasps, but then moans as my large hands palm her tits.
God, they are exquisite. The moonlight kisses the contours of her breasts, making my mouth water. I rub my thumbs over her hard little nipples, and then press her tits together and lick up her cleavage.
“Ohmygod,” she whimpers, clutching my hair and holding me to her chest. I grunt as I leave little bites all over the tops of her breasts, kissing and teasing my way down to her pebbled peaks. I suck on her nipples, loving the way Cami gasps and writhes in my arms. When I bite down, she squeezes her thighs around me, her entire body locking up.
“You like that? Like when I suck your tits?”
“Mmhm… I’m… I think…”
