Page 31 of The Curve
“We’re going into the forest. We have our own private viewing space.”
As we walk I feel like it’s kind of a dream. I’ve never felt this way before, like I’m about to experience something other worldly, the most extreme sort of anticipation.
“Is it just me, or do you feel it?” she says looking at me.
“It’s not just you.” I squeeze her hand.
As we reach the chaises on the edge of the trees I let go. “Wait here.”
I take the small flashlight out of my pocket and shine it on the trees. There’s the red ribbon I tied on the third Poplar back, so it takes just a few moments to retrieve what’s hidden behind its trunk. Holding the two pairs of sneakers up for her to see as I retrace my steps.
“We don’t want to walk in barefoot or with good shoes. I hope I guessed your size right.”
A sly sexy smile lifts from the corners of her luscious mouth. I stop. The shoes get dropped at our feet and for my answer I take her in an embrace. Our lips touch slowly at first, feeling the soft sweet sensation. Then it’s on. Our tongues search for each other and explore the object of desires. Lord. My body presses against hers and the contours of what makes a woman speak to me. Our breathing is labored, and I feel her chest rise and fall against mine.
“Take me inside the forest, away from the world,” she says.
Silently we put on our shoes and I leave my good ones behind the marked tree as we pass. I’m hurrying because the thought of naked Charlotte is almost too much to take. I need to be inside her. I want to get crazy with her. But I give myself a reminder to go slow. Be mindful of the fact she hasn’t had sex for a long time.Just rein it in, Atticus.Oh yeah, that’s gonna happen.
Passing deep into the grove I take a sharp left off the path at the twin trunk Poplar. It leads us back toward the clearing, where our white-curtained bed waits. Battery up-lights spotlight our destination. I’ve got to admit it looks great. I hear her gasp when she spots the small lit pergola set amidst the trees.
“Atticus!”
Her eyes are misty. “Why the tears?” I say.
“It’s so romantic.”
“I wanted to make it special for us.”
She let’s go of my hand and walks to the structure, pulling back the curtains on all four sides. Now the wide comfy bed is on display, and so are the trees and soon us and the fireflies. I reach into my pocket for my cell and start the playlist I made just for the occasion. Lady Antebellum’s music lifts through the trees. “Can’t Take My Eyes Off You” sets the stage. The phone gets placed on a tree stump.
Turning, she leans her head back and sighs with the sound of the song. Then she locks eyes with me and holds open her arms. “Come to me.”
Shit, my dick just grew an inch … or three. We meet in the middle in an embrace that becomes a kiss and then ten. It’s a feeling I’ve never had before, kissing so desperately our bodies melt into each other’s and become one thing, moving as if we choreographed each moment. Sensational.
My fingers lift under her long hair to her neck and find the button holding up her top. I undo it. The straps fall but it stays up. No bra.
“There’s a small zipper at my waist.”
I waste no time taking care of that problem. Now the fabric falls to the ground, leaving her exposed. Oh Lord. The breasts. They’re fucking insanely gorgeous. The look on my face must say it all because she gives a chuckle.
“You like?”
“Charlotte, you’re so beautiful.”
No more waiting. I lift a breast to my mouth and suck on an erect perfect nipple. My hand explores the fullness and texture and my eyes take in the pink buds. Fuck me! I could do this forever, but when she starts to moan it just about breaks my dick. I’ve got to have all of her.
“In bed. Now, woman.”
I pick her up and toss her on the white soft blanket. She giggles and kicks off her shoes.
I move fast. Fuck reining it in. I practically rip off my shirt. I know one button flew off into the night because I heard it hit the cell. I kick my sneakers off and unzip my pants. They’re gone in two seconds. The music is perfect for this moment. Sensual.
Then I pause and meet her gaze. “Throw away all your inhibitions.”
She says the words that send me soaring. “I have none with you.”
I grab her legs and pull her to the end of the bed where I stand, hesitating just a moment before moving under the fabric of her shorts. Goosebumps rise with my touch, and a soft sound can be heard coming from behind her parted lips. Her panties are silky, but when my fingers lift the edge and touch skin there’s no comparison. I move over her bare lips and a feeling starts to rise in me, like lava straining to be released from the mountain.
