Page 18 of Love Triangle
“Well, the sorceress who put the curse on me was a little vague. There is kind of a lot to it and some I’m still finding out it seems.”
“Sorceress?” I scratch my head as I pace back and forth like the confused idiot I am. “I’m having a lot of trouble with this. What else is there to this? And what does Cliff have to do with it?”
“This is going to take a while to explain. Why don’t we sit down.”
Chapter Nineteen – Crystal
The last of the champagne mixes with just a drop of orange juice in my glass. I toss the bottle aside and chug the drink back. No point in trying to be classy when I’ve just laid out the most ridiculous story of all time in front of this man.
“So then that means youloveme? And Cliff? That seems pretty sudden.” Trig crosses his arms as he slouches over his bent knees.
“Well, I don’t know what to tell you. I’m assuming this curse can sniff it out before I can or something. I mean, I think you’re pretty great but I’ve never been in love so I don’t know what it feels like. It probably feels like more than one date, though.” Dang, I wish there was more champagne. This is so awkward.
“I think you’re pretty great too.” Trig plops his head on his crossed arms and carefully watches me in silence for a moment before speaking again. “Can I see you as a pyramid?”
I wasn’t expecting that one.
“Oh boy. I guess. Just be careful, it’s dangerous out here at night, if you don’t know the path well. You could trip and fall or get lost or encounter an animal or something.”Or see me like that and never want to talk to me again.
“I’ll be fine. I promise. You’re not glowing anymore, by the way.” He nods at my crotch area and I sigh in relief.
“That’s good. I really didn’t want a permanently neon coochie.”
“Neon coochie could be a good band name.” Trig perks up with a silly, lopsided grin.
“You are such a dork. You’re cute though.”
I brush back the hair that has fallen across his brow so I can see his eyes better, watching his pupils grow larger as they meet my eyes in return. I can’t help but kiss him.
This kiss is soft, a caress. I’m not sure if he still really wants me after all he’s learned, but when he kisses me back hard, I know he does.
He lifts me by my ass and pulls me into his lap. We kiss rough, wet, for a long time. He unzips my dress, pulling it off of me so I’m fully nude on top of him when he lays his head on my chest and groans.
“You’re perfect, Crystal. Better than anything I imagined.”
“You imagined me, huh?” I whisper into his ear.
“Oh yeah,” he rasps against me.
“Let me see you. Please,” I beg as I lean away from him. He tries to follow my body, but I push him back.
“Alright, alright,” he says reluctantly as he begins to remove his jacket. His fingers are nimble and quick and within seconds he’s topless, his strong, lithe torso bared before me.
I run my hands down his chest, his stomach, until I reach his belt. It’s simple enough to undo the belt and then the button of his pants while I watch the speed of his breathing increase. Lifting onto my knees, I undo his zipper and slide his pants down, letting him kick them the rest of the way off.
He has a lovely cock, thick and already leaking pre-cum for me. I can’t help but lean in and lick that drop off the tip. Trig hisses and lifts his slim hips, running his fingers softly through my hair.
“So beautiful. I can’t believe it. You’re fantastic,” he breathes out lovely compliments as I run my tongue along his length, wrap my lips around the head of his cock. When I take him all the way into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat then letting him past even that, his words turn into strangled moans.
Wind whips around us, cooling my heated flesh. The sudden reminder that I’m outside, fully nude, with a cock in my mouth in the bright sunshine makes my stomach flip with nerves. Then it makes me ache lower with something else.
I release Trig from my mouth with apopand a giggle, but keep my hand on him, stroking slowly. He runs his hands up and down my thighs, watching me as I do so and we both inhale as my hand becomes translucent, glowing at the spot where it meets my normal body. I’m glad there is a glow in the places where the see-through bits meet the opaque parts, otherwise there would be a pretty nasty view of my insides. Whatever the glow is seems to block that, thank goodness. Either way, it’s still strange to look at.
“Your hand–” he starts but I cut him off.
“Just ignore it. Just feel me. Feel the sunshine on your skin. Anyone could stumble into these woods and see us. How would that feel, Trig?” I throb between my legs at the mere thought of it.
“Um, it makes me nervous. I don’t want to get into trouble.”
