Page 5 of Promised Adventure (Promises, Promises)

Chapter Five

JORDAN

“We should head back before it gets too late. I need to find a hotel for the week, too,” Wren said as he packed up his filming equipment.

I moved to help him, but I wasn’t really there. I was in my head, wondering why he wanted to stay at a hotel when he could stay with me. Unless the kiss had been a turnoff for him, despite meaning so much to me.

I wasn’t one to go around kissing someone I’d only met the day before, but he didn’t feel like someone I’d just met. Wren just felt… right . Like he’d gone on a long trip and was finally back where he belonged: in my life.

Was it crazy to think that way about a practical stranger? Yes, it was. I was someone who never made emotion-based decisions, but everything was telling me to put away my logical side for one and lead with my heart.

So, I took the leap of faith.

“I want you to stay with me,” I said when we had everything packed again.

The last rays of the sun still lingered enough for me to see the bright smile on Wren’s face. The doubt that had slowly crept up disappeared instantly.

“But I don’t want to inconvenience you.” He sounded worried, but he was still full-on beaming.

I gathered him into a hug. I’d been surprised when he’d suddenly hugged me earlier today, but now it was hard to imagine him anywhere but here. How could someone fit inside my arms so perfectly?

“You’re not. In fact, you’ll be doing me a favor by making me not overthink by staying with me,” I said honestly.

Wren grinned. “Yeah? And what’s that pretty brain of yours overthinking about?”

I hesitated, wondering if my real thoughts would scare him off.

Wren’s blue eyes stared right at me like he could see under my skin.

The way he looked at me was so…open and trusting, and I worried about him traveling all alone.

I knew he was an adult, but that didn’t mean I could stop the overwhelming urge to protect him.

“I keep wondering if you’re as into me as I am you. Or if you didn’t like the kiss, and that’s why you’d rather stay at a hotel.”

Wren’s reply was another grin before going on his tiptoes to give me a sweet kiss that filled my heart with sugar.

“Oh, I’m definitely very into you. And that kiss? You don’t know how hard I’m holding myself back from keeping you trapped here all night just to kiss you.”

I chuckled and stole another kiss. When I pulled back, I said, “I really like that sound of that, but we don’t have camping gear. Maybe we can go home and then you can kiss me there…?”

Wren’s eyes widened for a split second before curving into a smile. “Yeah, let’s go home,” he murmured. He plopped one last kiss on my lips before skipping away. He grabbed his gear, then stretched out his hand to take mine as we slowly made our way down the mountain.

It was already getting dark, but I knew these trails well, and my phone’s flashlight provided more than enough light to get us home.

He didn’t stop touching me during the entire ride back. His hand drifted up my thigh whenever I needed both hands on the steering wheel. It was torture and bliss all wrapped up in a tiny package of a man.

When I hastily parked outside my cabin, I scrambled out of my truck and was at Wren’s side before he could even get his door opened. He had a wicked smile on his face that told me he knew exactly what he was doing this entire time.

I scooped him out of his seat. His arms flailed for a second before finding their home around my neck.

“Naughty,” I whispered against his lips, then carried him inside.

Wren held on tight. His laughs turned into a gasp when he bounced onto my bed. As I loomed over him, Wren scrambled to take off my clothes. When we were both fully naked, I heard Wren suck in a breath.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he said, eyes shining with lust.

“I should be saying that to you,” I replied.

Wren looked like a fucking wet dream laying on my bed naked and hard for me. I stroked his already leaking cock, and the sound that came from him had my own erection bouncing in excitement.

I didn’t know how far he wanted to take it tonight, but hell if I wasn’t hoping for it all. As if reading my mind, Wren lifted a leg in invitation.

“I really hope you top,” he purred. How could someone so innocent-looking be lust incarnate?

“Fuck, yes,” I replied, then sealed our lips. We were both breathing hot and heavy when the kiss ended. Wren was rubbing himself against my stomach, leaving behind a sticky residue on my treasure trail.

It was so fucking hot, I think a growl escaped me. I couldn’t be too sure, considering I was so turned on I could barely think straight. The only indication of my barbarian action was Wren’s soft chuckle as he wrapped his legs around me.

He ground up against me, moaning as if urging me to hurry the fuck up. I could take a hint, not that I needed the urging with how impatient I was.

I quickly grabbed the lube and condom from my bedside table and sent a silent thank you to my brother for forcing the items onto me by saying they might come in handy one day.

Wren rolled onto his stomach and used his hands to open his sweet cheeks for me. I had to squeeze my dick to keep from coming at the sight of his twitching hole. He was still dry but looked eager to take me.

However, I would never hurt him, so I took my time opening him up with my tongue and fingers. It didn’t matter how needy Wren’s cries were as he demanded I hurry up. I wasn’t going to let him injure himself from lack of prep.

Wren suddenly pulled away and flipped our positions. He grabbed a condom packet and used his teeth to tear it open.

“You’ve had your fun. Now it’s my turn,” he said as he suited me up.

I sucked in air through my teeth at his hot touch. His skin was flushed, and I wondered how much hotter it’d feel inside him.

He didn’t make me wait long before lining his hips up above my erection and spearing himself onto me in one downward motion.

Our cries filled the room. Wren took a minute to adjust and sat there, still. The need to move was unbearable…at least that was what I thought, but I understood the real definition of unbearable when Wren started rocking his hips.

With each motion, my need grew greater. My need to claim him—to own him—swelled until I couldn’t endure lying there anymore. I flipped us back over without much resistance. Wren was jelly under me. He hugged my arm like it was the only thing keeping him steady as I pounded into him.

“Jordan…I’m gonna?—”

Wren moaned and was coming before he could finish his words.

I swallowed his cries with a kiss. With one last thrust, I was brought over the edge too, with an orgasm so strong I was seeing stars.

Wren kissed me softly as I came down from the high of the orgasm.

He smiled sweetly and his hands that rubbed my back lit a fire under my skin again.

It was all too soon and too fast, but Wren had somehow carved himself a cozy place inside my heart like he’d been there all along.

“I think I’m falling for you,” I blurted out before I could think better of it.

Most would be turned off at such a declaration right after sex and so soon after meeting. It was so cheesy.

But Wren met me where I was. He laughed and kissed me again, whispering back, “I think I’m falling for you, too.”