Page 3 of Traveling with the Mountain Man

CHAPTER THREE

Sawyer

It was as if I’d known Leilani forever. Like two longtime friends, we got along easily and had a lot of fun together.

After leaving the visitor center, I drove to the Guns Blazing Saloon where we grabbed lunch, took a bunch of pictures, and even posed for a photoshoot in old western clothing.

In between checking on Betsy and giving her water, we moved from one activity to the next, having a blast at each one. Laughter followed us and the time passed by too quickly. More and more sexual tension escalated between us, and it was becoming harder to ignore.

On the way back to the camp site, I stopped at the grocery store and picked up a few things for dinner before parking for the night.

The energy was so electric, you could almost feel the zaps between us.

“There’s a hot shower at this campground if you’d like to take one.

I’m going to get dinner going and feed Betsy.

” Maybe if I kept myself busy, I wouldn’t notice what was happening between us.

“Thank you, Sawyer.” Leilani said as we walked to the back of the van, and I opened the doors. “Please let me give you some money for food and gas. I’m sure it costs to stay at this camp site.”

“I don’t want your money. Save it for your car. Your company is enough for me.” My eyes dipped lower to her lips, and I wanted to capture them in a kiss and taste every bit of her until I got my fill. All day, I thought about kissing her, with a couple of close encounters during the photo shoot.

But did she feel the same? I didn’t want to offend her or make things awkward between us. Yet I couldn’t ignore the growing feelings. I asked her to come with me for a reason. Sure, she needed help, and I wanted the company but that wasn’t the real reason.

The one that’s been gnawing at me since I first saw her this morning.

As soon as I laid eyes on Leilani, I wanted her to be mine. There was no way I was letting her go. But like I promised, I would be a gentleman. Unless she made the first move. Then all bets were off.

“But I should at least give you money for food.”

“I don’t want your money, Leilani. I won’t take it.”

She crossed her arms over her ample cleavage, and I wanted to rip her little dress right off her. She pouted her lips and tapped her foot, and I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and slap her ass. “Why are you so damn stubborn? You’re helping me. Let me help you back.”

I moved closer to her, both of us still standing at the open back doors of the van. “You want to help me?” I breathed. I couldn’t hold back any longer. The urge grew stronger by the second.

Be a gentleman. Be a gentleman.

A low growl erupted from somewhere deep inside my throat.

“Yes, of course.” Leilani said, a hint of flirtation in her voice.

At least I think it was.

Was I hearing things?

Was I just hoping I heard the flirtiness?

I was going out of my damn mind. I wanted to taste her… needed to taste her…

“Then put me out of my damn misery and kiss me.”

Leilani blinked a few times.

The words were out there and there was no way to take them back.

Her expression gave nothing away and I didn’t know if she was going to kiss me or slap me.

The seconds ticked by.

When finally, ever so slowly, Leilani moved towards me until our mouths were almost touching.

She brushed her lips against mine and I took the opportunity she gave me, capturing her mouth with my own.

Our mouths moved together in perfect sync and my hands found her hair, burying themselves inside the silky strands.

I pushed my tongue inside and swept hers into a dance with mine, a tango for just the two of us.

Down, down, down we fell, and I welcomed it, beckoned it inside, wanting her and only her.

Our kiss grew frantic, and I wanted nothing more than to take her into my bed, but I needed to slow down. Be a gentleman.

With a few more nips and nibbles, I broke our kiss, leaving us both panting.

Her eyes were wild with desire and need, and I took a step backwards.

My feelings for her were just as intense and if I didn’t move away, I’d take what I wanted.

“If I…if I don’t stop now…” I said between heavy breaths. “I won’t ever stop.”

“Then don’t.” Leilani challenged me, her chest rising and falling in quick succession.

“Ha.” I brushed her off, my cock growing harder by the second.

“I’m serious.”

“Me too. We won’t leave that van for a few days.”

A grin slowly spread across her full, swollen lips. “And?”

I shook my head and chuckled, the sound low and deep and almost feral like.

I wanted to. I wanted to ravish her from head to toe.

Instead, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her flush against me. “What are you doing to me, woman?”

“Everything you’ve ever wanted.”