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Wyatt

P ressing himself against me he wrapped his arm that held the blanket around me and pressed a kiss against my neck making me shiver.

My hand reached under the blanket to feel the warmth of his skin and the rough hair on his arm.

I closed my eyes and focused on every place he was touching me, and once again tried to ignore the urge to press back against him. “This is nice,” I managed to say.

He kissed my neck again and breathed in as he trailed his nose along my jaw. “It’s a lot nicer with you here.”

“Can I admit something to you?”

“Of course,” he said and shifted so he could look at me.

“I know I said your dad helped a lot, but so did you. You’ve been so encouraging and positive. I think I’m actually starting to love being outside. Especially when I can spend time with you.” I whispered that last part too afraid to say it out loud and scare him off.

He squeezed me tighter before walking around me toward the lake. I followed behind until he stopped at the edge and spread the blanket out. “What do you think?” he asked and held his hand out before guiding me to sit down.

I settled in and turned to look toward the lake.

The moon was in the shape of a fingernail, but it was enough to light the area.

Then I looked at the stars. “Wow.” It was all I could manage.

While the view from the top of the mess hall was amazing, it was much darker out here and there was so much more to see.

I lay back and folded my hands across my stomach and just stared.

The stars were in clusters, and too many for me to even try to count or put into any order.

“I never imagined there were so many visible.”

He sat down next to me and offered me a drink. “Sorry, we don’t allow alcohol at camp so all I can offer is some iced tea or lemonade.”

“Iced tea sounds great.” I sat up and watched as he poured each of us a glass and set out some snacks. I took a sip while he got settled beside me propping himself up on an elbow.

“You’d make a great camp counselor.” His fingers glided across my forehead brushing my hair aside.

“Me? I don’t know anything about camping,” I said and couldn’t imagine being responsible for teaching anyone anything about camping or being in the outdoors.

“You know how to build a fire on your own with nothing more than a stick and some rope. Well almost. You know what poison oak looks like, and how to navigate with a compass. And you know some of the constellations. You know more than a lot of camp counselors we’ve had in the past.”

“Really?”

“Really,” he whispered against my lips before kissing me.

Pulling him down on me, I wrapped my leg around him and savored the feel of his weight on me.

Suddenly he pulled back and met my eyes.

“Just so you know, I’ve never done this with another camper.

You’re the first. I mean except when I was a camper here myself and we played a game of truth or dare, and I had to kiss—” I pressed my finger to his lips before kissing him softly.

“Gavin, I trust you. I know you’d never do anything to hurt anyone.”

“This is the first time adults are here, and I want it all to be perfect. But I never expected to meet you,” he whispered, and his gaze softened. “I know all this is new, but I can’t resist you.”

“Then don’t,” I said and drew him in for another kiss before pulling away.

“Since we’re confessing, you should know I don’t do this either.

I rarely date, but you make it so easy to be with you, and when we’re not together you’re all I can think of.

How can that be? We only met a few days ago,” I asked, saying out loud what I’d been asking myself all day.

I was on my back while he was propped up on his arm over me.

The way he looked at me. Never in a million years did I think anyone would look at me like that.

Dark eyes full of emotions I was afraid to name brightened by the fire of want and possibly a little need.

This time when I pulled him down his leg draped over mine and he pressed down on me slightly as we kissed.

Unable to resist I reached between us and gripped him through his jeans making him grunt. “Is this okay?”

“It’s more than okay,” he said, and pressed down on me again.

“I can’t resist you,” I murmured against his lips.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Of course.” There was no doubt I trusted him.

He sat up before lifting my shirt enough to expose my stomach and lay a trail of kisses to the band of my pants which he unbuttoned and slipped his hand inside.

My back arched when he squeezed my hard dick, and I had to force myself to concentrate so I didn’t shoot from just his touch. “Oh god,” I groaned.

“Don’t let go yet, there’s more to come,” he said before easing my pants lower. As soon as my dick was exposed, he swallowed me down.

“Ga—” was all I managed before garbled nonsense spewed out of my mouth.

So many sensations flooded me, and it wasn’t enough.

I gripped the back of his head and forced myself not to shove him down on me as he went to work undoing me.

He sucked and bobbed his head, licking my ridge before swallowing me down so deep I could feel his breath and his beard on my groin.

My fingers gripped his hair as my hips moved seeking more.

I wasn’t going to last much longer. He’d driven me into a lust-filled frenzy where all I could do was allow him to give me the best and possibly the quickest blowjob of my life.

I tried to hold off, but it only made me want to let go more.

Finally, I stopped fighting it. I gripped his shoulder and tried to push him away, but he gripped my hips and held on as wave after wave of an intense orgasm rocked me.

“Hey, are you still in there?” he asked as I lay there in a completely sated lump.

“Still here,” I mumbled with a grin.

“Good thing, I don’t want to break you,” he said before kissing me. The taste of me on his tongue had me gripping his hair again to hold him close and him wrapping his arms around me to cradle me in his arms. “Wyatt.” His voice was soft as he nuzzled into my neck.

Pulling my legs up I snuggled into him. “Thank you,” I whispered. Not sure what else to say and wanting him to know I loved what we’d done.

“Oh, we’re not done yet,” he said making me laugh before he squeezed in even closer.