“I’m sorry for how I acted on the bus,” he said, breaking another long stretch of quiet.
“It’s okay. Blake started it. I wouldn’t have liked hearing of yours and Alicia’s sexual exploits, either.”
His hand that had been rubbing my arm gently stilled. “Alicia and I are friends. Nothing more.”
“Oh,” I said, relief flooding me. I’d been ninety-nine-percent sure nothing had happened between them, but there had still been a tiny part of me that wondered, especially since they spent so much time together. Okay, so maybe ‘wondered’ was too tame a word. Violently jealous was probably a better description….
“What I said a month ago hasn’t changed, Rose. I still want you,” Damon murmured, his breath hitting the top of my ear.
I twisted in his hold to meet his eyes. “You were right, you know.”
“About what?”
“About me needing time to resolve my feelings. And, well, I think I just needed time to be alone in general.”
“Yeah?” he asked, his eyes on my lips. “I was starting to wonder.”
I could barely register his words, slightly transfixed by the way he was staring at my mouth. “Wonder?”
His hand left my arm completely to go to my neck, where he gripped me firmly. “If I’d made a mistake. You don’t speak to me anymore. It’s hard to know what’s going on in your head.”
I could’ve laughed at that, because if anyone was difficult to read, it was him.
Instead, I whispered, “Damon, I might not have spoken to you, but I was always aware of you.”
He let out a breath, his forehead dropping to mine. “And I you. Not being around you makes me miserable,” he confessed.
Our breaths mingled. My chest rose and fell rapidly as my pulse picked up, a curl of desire forming inside me. The longer we stayed wrapped up like this, the bigger it grew. His fingers dug into me where he held my neck and I closed my eyes, savouring the feel of him. He moved his face closer, his lips just barely brushing mine. I trembled. He did it again, and then again, until I caught his lips in mine, not letting him retreat this time. A long, relieved sigh escaped him as we started to kiss in earnest, our mouths melding together, our tongues searching, like we were trying absorb one another whole.
I clutched at his shoulders, climbing into his lap like a needy kitten as I whimpered against his lips. Damon’s hands fumbled for me, his fingers undoing a few buttons on my shirt and trying to get beneath the padded vest without much success.
“Fuck,” he grunted in frustration. I felt the word rumble all the way down between my thighs.
“Here,” I said breathlessly, needing his touch just as much as he needed to touch me. I took his hand and guided it inside my shirt. His fingers brushed the tops of my breasts, and I moaned at the same time a fierce, masculine rumble sounded from the back of his throat.
His hand slipped beneath the cup of my bra, palming my breast fully, and I pulled free from the kiss to bury my face in the crook of his neck. This was all too much, and I was so turned on I was just about ready to have sex with him here on the floor of this damp old shed.
His lips sought mine again as he flicked my nipple with his thumb. I gasped into his mouth, his tongue sliding leisurely along mine.
“Rose,” he groaned, still palming my breast. “I could fuck you right now.”
God. I shivered at his dirty words and the way he said my name. Moving my hips, I felt his erection press firm and hard between my legs. I couldn’t tell how much time passed, and I wanted him to fuck me, I was that desperate for him, even out here in the middle of the woods with our colleagues nearby.
I arched my spine, and his cock moved against me in just the right spot so I cried out in pleasure. Damon broke away from the kiss, his breathing erratic as he struggled to restrain himself. I tried to calm down a little, my breathing just as unsteady as his was. He’d been right to break the kiss. We’d barely even discussed what was going on between us, and diving right into forest sex was probably a bad idea.
Probably.
Silently, he moved his hands over my clothes, fixing everything back in place. My cheeks burned bright red, and I