He stops holding back, thrusting with erratic power, and I hold on to him, letting him take. It still feels amazing, having him this deep. The echoes of pleasure are ringing around in my body and I let myself sink into the sensation of his movement and delicious release.
Eric groans, driving into me one final time, and I feel him move inside me as he comes. He nearly collapses on top of me, and he’s breathing hard. Lips find my cheek, pressing. “Are you okay.”
“I’m great,” I whisper.
“I don’t want to move,” he says quietly.
I shake my head. “Don’t.” There’s something about this—resting with him on me, still inside me. It’s like a moment that was meant to be.
I’m tumbling down into feelings that are far deeper than I should. And I don’t care. Let me fall. Hard, fast, and forever, if that’s what it takes.
Eric pulls back his face so I can see him, and I see the same thoughts running through his eyes. “Seph…”
“I know,” I say. “Just don’t move. Stay here. For a little while longer.”
“I’ll stay as long as you want me to,” he says, and I don’t think that he’s talking about the way we’re lying together. He manages to pull the second blanket over us, and we rest, tangled together. Lips and limbs and everything else.
12
Eric
Six Years Ago
“I want you to come swimming with me,” I say to Seph, flopping down beside her on the grass. It’s a rare moment when she’s not writing. She’s relaxing looking up at the sky. With the sunglasses that she has on you might think that she’s asleep, but I know better.
A small smile crosses her face. “Okay. Any particular reason?”
“Other than swimming? You’ll see.”
She glances at me and raises an eyebrow, but I give nothing away. Ever since the other night, the only thing that’s been on my mind is her. Touching her. Feeling her. Being inside her again. I’m like a man possessed. But even more than that, I feel like a man. Having Seph with me makes me feel like I’ve never felt before, and I like it.
We did manage to have sex one more time, but neither of us have been able to sneak away the way we’ve wanted to in the past few days. But that night…
I’ll never forget that night as long as I live. Watching Seph come apart underneath me like that, what I did that with my fingers…it blows me away and I want more.
I’ve never felt anything like the sweet, pure heaven that was sex with her. And it’s only going to get better. I know that. If not because everyone says that your first time isn’t the best, then because I know both of us want to learn. And there’s more of her that I want to learn right now.
Plus, I really like seeing her blush.
“You’re already in your suit, aren’t you?” It’s not a question.
She giggles. “Yes. You want to swim every day. I doubted that it would change today.” Sitting up, she peels off her shirt revealing her bikini top, and I’m not sure which is sexier—Seph in the tiny green bikini or Seph completely naked. Both make me want to take her hand and run into the woods until we find a place to be alone.
I take off my shirt and toss it on her blanket. I’m already in my trunks and I need to get into the water to hide the fact that I’m about to be hard as the rock we had sex on.
I’m halfway into the water by the time Seph stands and takes off her shorts. She tosses her sunglasses on the blanket and saunters across the shore, well aware that I’m watching her.
“Get in here,” I say.
She smirks. “I’m on my way.”
Stopping in the shallows, I swear that she’s going to drive me crazy.
“It’s cold, give me a second.”
There are other people in the lake, but no one super close to us. “I could warm you up.”
Seph laughs. “I’m sure you could.”
“That’s actually the plan.”
“What?” She stares at me. “How are you planning to do that here?”
“Get your ass in the water and I’ll show you,” I say with a smirk.
She makes a face, but she’s half smiling too so her face is just all scrunched up. Slowly she inches closer to me until she’s hip deep right in front of me. “It’s not that cold.”
She looks away. “I know.”
I want to reach out and touch her, but I’m aware that there are a lot of eyes on us. It wouldn’t really be a bad thing if people knew we were together. But dating and sex isn’t the point of this camp—my parents made that abundantly clear—so being public with touching would only make people watch us more closely. We both like our freedom.
“Are you okay?”
She sighs and bites her lip. “The water makes me nervous. Since it’s not…clear. You know? It makes me think about all the things that could be about to grab my foot.”
I smile, but then I think about the times that she’s been in the water with me. But that’s just it. She’s only been in the water with me. When we played chicken and a dozen times since. She’s never said no to going in the water, but within reaching distance of me. I never really thought about it and I obviously never minded. But it never occurred to me that she might be nervous.
“I actually felt the same when I first came to camp after my parents bought the place,” I tell her and grab her hand under the water. “But I’ll tell you a secret about the lake that might help.”
“Oh?”
“There’s nothing in the lake,” I tell her. “No fish. Only the natural plants, and the birds that land on it.”
Her whole body sags in relief. “That does make it better.”
“As a bonus,” I say, “where we’re going the water is just a little clearer.”
“Where are we going?”
“First to the island.”
Her eyes go wide, but she nods. We swim together, matching stroke for stroke. It’s not a short swim, but not too difficult. There’s not a whole lot of people out here right now, which works well for my plan. We rest on the shore for a minute before she rolls over. “Okay, we’re here.”
“Come on.”
There’s a small dock on the back of the island. Before this was a campground there were fish in the lake. And the previous owner liked to fish from the center of the lake. It’s a little shallower than the dock on the other shore, and the water is a touch clearer. But I’m using it for the fact that it’s fairly hidden from view.
I wade into the water again and pull her under the dock with me. Sun streams through the water around us, illuminating us and causing a gorgeous glow on our legs. Now that we’re not in a line of sight, I touch her, wrapping my arm around her waist and pressing her against one of the pilings. She laughs softly. “Did you bring me all the way out here to make out?”
I smirk. “Maybe. Close your eyes.” I actually have another plan, but I’m not telling her what it is. Not yet. She closes her eyes, and I sink quietly below the water. Since this is fresh lake water it’s easy to open my eyes. Which makes it even easier to find that space between her legs, move aside her bathing suit aside and seal my mouth over her. She jumps, but doesn’t pull away.