Serenity Falls(56)

“Mmm… You are too,” I reply in a dreamlike state.

He laughs a hot, sexy, sultry laugh. “You think I’m amazing and beautiful?”

“Amazing? Absolutely. Beautiful? Not so much. But you are definitely hot, sexy, and mouth-watering,” I add, looking up at him through the corners of my eyes. A smile ignites his face from my compliments. “Are you speechless, Mr. Adams?”

“Yes, Miss Briggs, I think I am,” he says, kissing my cheek. “But I think we should definitely get some clothes on before someone comes looking for us.”

Suddenly, I’m aware of the fact that I am very much naked in the middle of the woods. I peer out the corners of my eyes, scanning the wilderness around me. How could I forget that we are out in the open in broad daylight? “Oh my God. Did we really just do that?” I ask, trying frantically to sit up and get dressed. To no avail, I have to wait for Wes to get off me. He lifts up and slides out of me, leaving me feeling empty. The humid air attacks my already heated skin as I hop off the four-wheeler.

“It’s okay, Babe. No one’s around. Do you think I would have them let them see my girl like that?” He pulls the condom off, ties it in a knot, and slips it in the compartment under the seat.

“Well, no. At least I hope not,” I reply, hastily pulling on my clothes.

The wetness of my shirt makes it difficult to put it back on, causing me to struggle a little. With that task finally completed, Wes cradles my face in both of his strong hands just as I reach for my jeans. “Listen to me. Calm down.” His tone is soft and soothing. I take a deep breath, doing exactly as he says. “Better?” I nod my head. “I want you to know that I meant every word I said. I wasn’t just caught up in the moment. I won’t share you with anyone, and I wouldn’t expect you to share me, either.”

I lift my hands, placing them over his, my thumbs caressing the backs of his knuckles. “Good. I was never really good at sharing anyway.”

“Me either,” he adds, pulling me into a long, slow, wistful kiss.





After we get dressed, it takes me a while to readjust to the vibrations of the four-wheeler beneath me. I force my mind to concentrate on something, anything, other than the sensations that I now know the ATV can help induce. A wide smile splays across my face as I think back to what Wes did to me, to my body. I never knew sex could be like that. Rough, dominating, erotic—and I loved it. My mind focuses on the fact that we both admitted to each other that we are not willing to share. He is mine, and I am his.

I tighten my arms around Wes’ waist, squeezing him to me. My head leans against his back as we pull up to where everyone is congregating. ATVs and dirt bikes are scattered around a pond. In one corner, wood burns and smoke wafts in the wind where someone has started a fire. Jeeps and trucks are parked along the wood line, some with the windows down while others have the doors open. The sound of Don’t Ya by Brett Eldredge blares from one of the vehicles. Familiar faces are amongst some of the people I see: Sarah, Jackie, Liam, Reid, and that one blonde chick who hit on Wes that night at the bonfire.

“You wanna drink, Babe?” Wes asks, pulling me back to the present.

“Please.” I smile up at him, dropping my arms from around his waist.

As I climb off the four-wheeler and turn to walk away, my arm is suddenly grabbed from behind, and I’m spinning my way back into Wes’ arms. “Aren’t you gonna come with me?” he asks with a self-assured smile.

I return his smile with one of my own. “I already did. Twice.” I cock my eyebrow, emphasizing my point.

He throws his head back and laughs. “Good point.” He wraps his arms around my waist and locks me in between his legs. Without hesitation, I grab his face, tilting it forward before I capture his lips with mine. Locked in his embrace, I kiss him tenderly. Catcalls and whistles ring out around us. My lips pull up in a grin as he chuckles. “Looks like the cat is out the bag.”

“I guess so,” I whisper against his lips, kissing him one more time. When I pull back, my face heats from a blush as I see just about everybody staring at us. All the guys have shit eating grins on their faces, while more than half the girls scowl and shoot deadly glares in my direction. Jackie is one of them. I’m not sure why. I mean, I can derive a conclusion, but I don’t want to assume anything. Sarah seems to be the only girl smiling at me. I turn to look back at this amazing man who wants me, plain ol’ me. “I’m gonna go say hi to Sarah.”

“All right. What do you want to drink?” Wes squeezes me one last time as I step out of his embrace.