Page 21 of Tempted By the Mountain Man
He seems just as shocked as I am that I asked that, but he still answers me.
“I knew that I loved you, that you were it for me, after just a moment. So, yeah, I think you can. I know that you can.”
“You don’t think that this,” I say, motioning between the two of us. “That this will disappear or something once my vacation is over?”
That’s the big question, isn’t it? Can this thing between us really be real? Can it really survive the end of this trip?
“No, I don’t. I can live anywhere. I will live anywhere. As long as you’re there too. I’d go anywhere to be with you, Camden.”
I love the way that he says my name. I love what he’s saying even more.
I’ve been afraid to hope for this thing to last, but Amos just admitted that he’s hoping for more with me. Maybe it’s not such a bad thing for me to dream about a future with him.
We turn onto the dirt road that leads to the cabin and I swallow hard as the cabin comes into view. When Amos parks and turns the truck off, I turn to face him before he can climb out.
I wonder if Amos can sense the change in me because he leans over the center console and pulls me to him. His lips meet mine and I kiss him back, opening for him as his tongue brushes against the seam of my lips.
His fingers thread through my hair and he uses the strands as leverage to tilt my head back, giving him more access to me. He tugs on my hair and I gasp, opening for him more. He wastes no time slipping his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine.
He tastes like the mint chocolate chip ice cream that he had this afternoon, and I wonder if he can taste the salted caramel on my tongue still.
The rain hits the roof of his truck and it’s like white noise. I get lost in Amos, in this little bubble that we have. I kiss him until my lips feel swollen, until we’re both dizzy from lack of oxygen.
He pulls back first and I lick my lips, trying to get one more taste of him. When I blink my eyes open and see his green eyes staring at me, I decide to take a leap of faith. Amos is all in with us and it’s time for me to be too.
“Hey, Amos?”
“Yeah?” he asks, his voice husky.
I swallow hard, my heart racing in my ears.
“I’m ready to lose the bet,” I tell him.
He blinks, and when he doesn’t say anything after a beat, I try again.
“I want you, Amos.”
He blinks again, a half smile curving his lips, and I expect him to kiss me again or drag me out of the truck. I’m not ready for what he does instead.
“I love you, Camden.”
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Amos
Camden blinks at me,obviously caught off guard. I should have anticipated that she wouldn’t say it back. It’s probably too soon for her, but I can’t deny that it stings a bit that she doesn’t feel the same way about me. At least she admitted that she wants me.
I ignore the hurt and pull her toward me. I angle her head so that my mouth can capture hers. Her eyes darken and she shifts even closer in my arms as our lips finally meet.
It’s easy to get lost in her. In the taste and feel of her beneath my lips and fingertips. In the sounds she makes when I shift closer or tangle my tongue with hers in a certain way.
Soon, I grow tired of leaning over the center console of my truck and I pull away.
“Stay there. I’ll carry you so we’re not both walking through the mud.”
She’s watching me, her fingers brushing against her lips as I climb out of the truck and head around to the passenger side. I have to pause to adjust my cock in my jeans as I go.
I open her door and reach in, lifting her in my arms easily and heading for the front door of the cabin. I carry her straight to the bedroom and then let her slowly slide down my body until we’re standing, staring at each other.
