Craving You (TBX #2) (15 page)

Soon, we pull down a dead end road and park. My worried gaze finds his. “Um, this is not a parking spot.” My eyes shift around the area.

He laughs. “It’s okay, promise. Hold tight.” He jumps out of the truck before I can respond.
I wonder if this is where serial killers bury bodies …
I’m startled out of my head when Parker pulls open my door. “Ready?” His smile is contagious. Grabbing my hips, he helps me out of his massive truck; when my feet hit the ground, he intertwines his hand with mine.

We hike through the waist-high weeds for about ten feet. I can see the lake water from here, and soon, I feel the slight drop off of the hill we are currently standing on as the lake comes into full view. This is one of the biggest man-made lakes in America, and its beauty doesn’t disappoint. The water stretching far and wide, I drink in the sight of it.

“Wow.” Yeah, that’s all I can say. It’s just so beautiful from this view.

“Yeah.” He sighs. “This is my favorite spot.” We stand in comfortable silence absorbing the nature in front of us.

Parker starts to tug on my hand while he carefully tracks down the hill, me clumsy behind him. Five more feet until we hit the beach; I can do this. I give myself a pep talk as this task is harder than you’d expect.

Damn it.

“Shit. Are you okay?” Parker’s worried stare is inches from my face while his hands cradle my cheeks. Of course, I fell.

“I’m okay.” I think. Physically speaking, yes, but mentally? Not so sure anymore. All the air leaves my lungs at the concern on his face, at the … what is that?? I can’t place my finger on it, but it causes my heart rate to skyrocket. Parker scoops me up in one sweep, and I yelp, “Parker!” followed by giggles.
Yes, he makes me giggle. Ugh, messed up, right? But I kind of like it. Sue me.

“I didn’t bring a swimsuit.”

“That was the plan.” His stare heats instantly and causes the flame inside me to rise with the memories of our last skinny-dipping session fresh in my mind. Kissing my nose in a sweet gesture, he plants me on my feet with ease. Sliding out of my flip-flops, my toes sink into the warm sand of the beach.

Our hands lock again and we make our way over to what looks like a homemade fire pit setup. “Come here often?” He takes a seat on one of the old logs.

“I haven’t been here in … months.” A heavy sigh escapes him. I sink down to the sand between his feet, and he wraps me up in his strong, safe arms.

“This place is inspiring.”

“How so?” he asks, thoughtful.

“It makes you feel small. Not in a bad way, but in a way that there’s more to this world than what’s troubling you. That even though you may feel certain feelings, the world moves on. As gut wrenching as life may sometimes feel, beauty still exists.”

“That it does, sweetness.” His voice is tight with contained emotion as his grip tightens around me. It drags my thoughts back to last night. “I came here after we lost her.” He’s talking about his mom; my hands squeeze his showing comfort. “Damn.” He laughs, but it’s void of all humor. “I just- you know what? I want to swim.” He jumps up pulling me to my feet with him.

“You what?” I ask, trying to catch up with this whiplash of emotion.

“Swim. Strip. Now,” he demands while he undresses. Standing there in all his naked glory, my mouth waters and our conversation is forgotten for the moment.

I pull my sundress over my head and remove my bra because there’s nothing else on under it.

“Fuck. You haven’t been wearing panties this whole time?” He looks ravenous.

“Never know when it may come in handy,” I tease, walking into the water with him closing in behind me. I wade through the water as fast I can until I’m shoulder high in the lake and duck under for a moment emerging refreshed. Water drips down my face, and I can’t wipe it away fast enough. I yelp as Parker latches onto my torso before I can open my eyes from the water.

“Naughty girl.” His voice sends a shock of need through my body. He makes me reckless.

He too must have dipped into the water, and as I watch it cascade down his chest, I become jealous
of. Water.
My hands link around his neck as my legs encase his hips, and I can feel how just how naughty he wants to be. We stand there in this large expanse of water. I wonder if we look as beautiful together in it as the lake looks alone.

Do we look inspiring or hopeless?

Parker

When our eyes collide, it’s like everything aligns within my soul and reaches out for her. Searching her face, I see so much, I feel too much. She brings emotions to the surface I’ve never experienced before. I want to share my achievements and burdens with her. That’s terrifying.

Floating in the water with her legs wrapped around me, my hands cradle her face to bring her in close as our lips slide against the others. I decide to pour all of the emotions I’m feeling into right now to rid my body of them before it becomes dangerous.

Roaming my hands from her face and down her arms to her back, I pull her in close. She gasps as my dick rubs against her and opens her mouth to me; my tongue takes full advantage, devouring her. We stand there, chest deep in the water, consuming one another. Nibbling at her bottom lip when our kiss slows, she moans.

“Tell me,” I whisper against her mouth.

“I crave you,” she confesses without hesitation, looking directly into my fuckin’ soul. Since it wants her, my body booms with victory of her being
mine
. “Tell me,” she demands, stare unwavering.

“Fuckin’ crave you, sweetness. Only you, fuck.” I push into her. Kelsey’s forehead falls against mine and our rapid breathing fills the air around us. Looking into her gray irises, I’m lost in her and I don’t ever want to be found. She grips me like a vise as I ease in and out of her at an achingly slow pace.

“Parker.” Her whisper is so full of need it pulls at me.

“Shhhhh.” My lips find hers and my hands are in her hair before I can think. When we part again, tears swim in her eyes. “Are you okay, baby?” I’m still inside her but unmoving.

She nods her head. “Yes. Please, don’t stop. Ever.” Fuck. I don’t want to ever leave this place, this moment. She’s everything here.

I begin moving inside her again. Slow at first, but her needy moans are pushing me harder and faster. Eyes locked to one another, we take everything. When I feel her walls tighten around me and she explodes, I can’t hold back anymore. With a grunt, I hit my release as she’s coming back from hers.

We stay that way for what seems like a lifetime, just soaking up the setting sun and the afterglow of
us
. Orange and pink hues surround us while the water laps at our skin. That was the most intense sex I’ve had in my life. Was it for her? It had to have been.

I allow myself to enjoy this moment, but once we leave here, I will tuck it away to cherish it. Nothing can ever come close to this moment again.

Kelsey

After our intense hookup last week, things have been strained between us. You’d think it’d be different, bring us closer, but we both fight to keep our distance now. I’m no longer sleeping in his bed every night. It was too much after the moment we shared. When I allow myself to relive it, my body hums. It was so emotional for me. I felt like he took a piece of my heart with him on that lake, and that’s okay. If anyone were ever to get a piece, I’m glad it was him. I’m also pleased to know I’m strong enough that I survived it. We’re still sleeping together, don’t get things twisted. We can’t keep our hands off each other, but the mental aspect of it has evaporated. It’s strictly physical, the way it should be. Sure, every time we have sex that connection we have is pulled tight, but we sever it when done. We’re both okay with this routine.

“Kelsey!” Brealynn pulls me out of my Parker haze. “What about this one?” She holds up a skimpy black lingerie set. She dragged me here to find something to surprise Colt with as congratulations after his
Ride or Run
shoot Wednesday.

“Looks hot.”

“Aren’t you going to find something?” Eh, I didn’t think about it really.

“Um, we’re not really into clothes, Brea,” I joke.

“At least buy something he can rip off you after the shoot. Colt says it's really draining being there all day and all the interviews. Parker will want to unwind. Buy something for him.” She looks at me like ‘duh.’

“Yeah.” I sigh. “Let’s see what I can find.”

We shop for a few more hours before finally finding something we both think will suit our men. I decided on this little red number. I don’t know why I agreed to even buy it. Parker doesn’t see me as anything other than sexual, so therefore, I could be naked and it’d do the same trick.
Oh, well
.

“Come on.” Brealynn links her arm in mine. “We’re meeting the girls for dinner. I’m sensing some trouble in paradise.”

“Wh-what? Everything's fine, loser. Don’t be weird.”

“It’s already done. Your SOS has been heard!” she shouts in the middle of the damn mall. I’m going to murder her.

“You’re delusional.”

“Well, fine, maybe. If it’s nothing, then we will just drink and have a good time. If I’m right, which I know I am, then we will drink and handle it.”

“I’m going to need AA soon. I’m sure of it.” I laugh to my best friend. She knows me too damn well. I just hope that I don’t spill my guts.

Parker

These past few days have been draining as I try to keep Kelsey at a distance. Well, I try to keep my feelings for her at a distance, but I still want her body pressed tightly to mine.
That fuckin’ body.

“Whoa, you just almost ate wood!” Colt shouts while I steady myself on my bike. Fuck. “What the hell is going on with you? You’ve been off for days.” He’s right.

“Nothing. I’ll get myself in check. Don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried about your riding.” He looks me over.

“Don’t be worried about anything. Now, let’s ride.” I take off back and forth on the ramp gaining speed and distance. Getting enough air, I pull my handlebars in tight and throw my bike back, landing the trick with ease.

“Okay, okay. I get it. You’re fine on the bike. What about off of it?”

“Perfect. What are you gettin’ at?”

“You seem more distant than usual. Everything good with you and Kelsey?”

“Yeah, man. Fuckin’ like bunnies. It’s great. Now, can we get back to riding?”

“Hey, assholes!” Tim yells out to us, breaking any chance I had at riding anymore today. Stepping off my bike and allowing it to slide to the ground, I step off the ramp and pull off my gloves. “You guys ready to hit the town? I need some talent in my life.”

“That girl you were with dickin’ you around?” Tim cringes at Colt’s remark.

“You could say that. I need a distraction.” Tim looks like how I feel in regards to Kelsey. Interestin’.

Colt looks at me. “You down?”

“Let’s do this.”

Kelsey

It should be no surprise that the girls dragged me to 903. It has everything—karaoke, outside bar, dance floor—whatever your drunk heart desires, it’s here. The sun is still shining for another hour or more, so we decided on the patio for now. Brealynn called in the cavalry for this one.