EMMA
A grin split his face. "Don't let me stop you, baby."
I laughed and angled my head, lowering my mouth to his and pressing my center to the ridge beneath his pants. Noah grunted slightly and slid his arms around me, holding me close as he nudged my mouth open and began stroking my tongue with his.
We broke the kiss just long enough for him to pull my shirt over my head.
"Take yours off, too," I urged. "Your chest is gorgeous. I want to set up camp and live there."
"You're welcome to do that any time you want." With one hand, he reached back, grabbed the neck of his T-shirt, and wrenched it over his head and off. "Any of my body parts are at your disposal."
"Good to know." I flattened my palms against his pecs, reveling in the feel of the hard muscles beneath. "You are built
