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With a curious look, Josephine hooks her arm through mine. “Of course it’s safe. The path leads down to the lake, and it’s magnificent at sunset.”
The soft crunch of leaves underfoot and the chittering and scampering of wildlife fill the air as we stroll along the path. Everything is peaceful here.
It’s very different from the hustle and bustle of the Arenhammer arts district. The pubs are loud, there are outdoor concerts every weekend, the crowds around the artisan booth are crushing at times, and the rideshare drivers clog the streets.
I love it for what it is, and for the Wild West-ness of it all.
But with every step alongside Jo, my ache for something different grows.
Every sound, every squeeze of her hand on my arm sends a rush of heat through my veins. My need for her is palpable. Both in the physical sense and in every other sense. I need to have her smile, her voice, her kiss, her laughter in my life. Every day. Always.
Jo leads me to a small clearing at the shore of the lake, where a roughhewn bench sits overlooking a rocky ledge over the water. I circle one arm around her waist and gaze down at her eyes, which light up in the orange glow of the early evening sun.
“Josephine.”
She tilts toward me and smiles, and I lean in.
Birdsong fades, and the sound of crickets just begins to fill the air, along with shared, shuddering breaths and perfect kisses.
Jo’s sexy sighs grow into heady whimpers. Her hands squeeze my shoulder, traveling over my neck and my jaw. I pull away from her kiss, my body crying out for her.
“J-Jakob…” Her lips are swollen from our kissing, and my beard has made her chin turn pink.
We’re both breathless as I reply, “I could kiss you all night.”
She makes a sweet, sexy noise that’s half moan and half purr.
And before I question what I’m doing, I pull her into my lap, settling her legs on either side of my hips.
“Oh my goodness!”
“This okay?” I ask.
“Yes,” she says on a whisper with an enthusiastic nod.
I press my demanding mouth to her throat, punctuating each phrase with a kiss. “This is much better. For kissing…touching…looking into your eyes…and everything,” she says.
She hitches closer, the friction taunting my rigid cock.
“Jo,” I rasp, nearly forgetting everything at the feel of her hands in my hair.
“Yes, Jakob?”
“Gods, you feel good.”
“So do you. I like this.”
Brushing her hair from her face, I whisper, “I like us.”
“Me too,” she says, smiling shyly down at me.
When she bites her lip, it does something to my baser instincts. I could grab that pouty lip between my teeth and suck and nibble. I can picture her sweet mouth wrapped around my cock…
But this is Josephine. Josie. Jo-Jo. Your best friend from childhood. Things have got to slow down before you ruin everything.
It takes everything in me to do the right thing.
“Jo. We should head back before it gets dark.”
