The hike - closed to Roosevelt

[starting_over]

True to her word, Samantha had forced herself to keep a slow, steady pace on the hike. No matter how many times Roosevelt got ahead of her, she continued without trying to speed up to catch him. To the man's credit, as soon as he'd noticed, he slowed himself to match hers.

He got points for that. And for not teasing her for moving at the same speed as his grandmother, or some similar poke-disguised-as-a-joke. He'd just shifted his walking speed, and continued talking about what they were seeing on the hike itself, others he'd been on, or other generalities since hiking and talking weren't things she could do at the same time.

Then, finally, they stepped into a clearing and Sam gasped when she saw where they were.

"Wow. Its...it's beautiful."

Comments

[comeonbro]

The kiss was nice. The kiss was really nice, especially with the way her hand moved around the back of his neck to hold him there, sending goosebumps along his skin. There was something about her touch that was both soothing and exciting. Whatever it was, it was definitely a good thing.

"Hold on, I can do better," he said, leaning in to kiss her just a fraction more heatedly this time.

[starting_over]

Any attempt she'd planned to make about insisting he'd done just fine the first time was lost when his mouth took hers again. There was heat there, a warmth that slid through her like tumbling into a warm bath, and this time she didn't even try to hold in her responsive moan. Instead, she tried to move closer to him, and the fingers on the back of his neck slid into his hair and held tight.

[comeonbro]

The moan was nice. Roosevelt really liked that moan because it matched the feeling that he had. There was this sort of melting into her that he felt when they kissed. He liked how she felt against him and how close she was. Roosevelt could get used to have her be this close. But this was a bit early yet.

"How was that?" he asked, slowly pulling back from her with a grin on his face.

[starting_over]

Samantha's hand slipped from the back of his head around to his cheek, her thumb brushing over his full lower lip. "That was this side of amazing," she told him. "Would it sound horribly trashy to say I hope there are more where that came from?"

[comeonbro]

"No, because there are definitely a whole lot more. Although we should probably wait until we have an actual date before there are too many more?" Roosevelt suggested. As much as he would have liked to kiss Samantha more. A lot more, he knew what it was like to ruin a good thing before it could really get started. "Because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to stop myself once we really got started."

[starting_over]

His words caused a flutter deep in her belly as images filled her mind, images fueled by the taste of him still on her lips. She licked them reflexively and kept herself from releasing the moan. "I like the sound of that."

[comeonbro]

"It's kind of nice to have gotten that out of the way though, right? No more first kiss jitters," Roosevelt said, reluctantly straightening up. There would be time for more of that later, when they didn't only just know each other.