Page 13 of vKissed By the Bartender

“Ouch,” she says, rubbing the back of her head.

“I’m so sorry,” I say, setting her down and patting her head.

“It’s ok,” she says, looking around the cabin. “It’s stunning,” she adds as she walks inside.

“Thanks,” I reply. “I’ve been working on it for five years or so.”

The walls and floor are all redwood. A large brown and gold rug lay in the middle of the living room. There’s a brown leather couch in front of the fireplace and a small table to the side.

“Why don’t you live here?” She asks me in wonder.

I look at her, a wave of sadness washing over me as I reply, “I don’t want to live here alone, so I stay at my place in town. this place is a little far from work, but the drive is worth it. But it’s only worth it if I have someone to be with when I get home.”

My feelings rush out before I can think about what I’m saying. “Maybe we could…” I begin, but I stop myself.

It is ridiculous to imagine a future with her after we spent so long apart.

And especially when Candice hasn’t even decided what she wanted to do with her life.

I can’t get in the way of her career, no matter how badly I wanted to.

“Maybe you and I can call this home someday?” She finishes my thoughts.

“I’m sorry Candice. I didn’t mean to say anything that might influence your decisions,” I say, shutting the door behind us.

“You didn’t,” she replies. “I did.” She wrapped her arms around me with a smile “I think I love you, Joseph Lyons. I’ve always loved you” she says with a kiss. “I’m sorry I wasted so much time.”

I frame her face in my hands and look into her eyes. “ I think I love you too Candice Barron. I’m sorry too. I don’t want to waste any more time.”

She smiles and we kiss again, falling onto the large couch. There, we kiss passionately, our feelings reaching a new height. My head is spinning, and my heart feels like it’s beating at a million miles a minute.

I’m addicted to her, to the feel and smell of her.

To every last exquisite detail, and I don’t think I can get enough.

“Joseph,” she begins as she pushes herself away from me. “I think I have…”

“Shh,” I stop her from finishing. “Not now,” I add, kissing her once more.

I want more.

I want to lose myself in her, to hear her cry out my name and know that we are the only two people in the world.

Suddenly we became desperate. Our hands and lips are all over each other as I take in her beauty. I can’t wait to see every last inch of her.

With one hand, I reach up the back of her shirt and feel for her bra clasp, but then harden even more when I realize she isn’t wearing one. I don’t know how I didn’t notice that. So, I place my palm on her upper back, bringing her in harder against me.

She inhales, bringing her closer to me still. I can feel the heat coming off her and am sure she has felt mine. I have no idea what’s stopping me, or why I feel the need to go slow and drag the moment out between us.

From the intoxicating smell of her floral perfume to the way her body feels against mine.

Like we were two pieces of a whole.

“Joseph,” she moans as I nip at her collarbone. “Take me please, all the way,” she whines out as she puts her hands on my belt, pulling it off.

“Are you sure?” I want her to be sure that this was exactly what she wanted.

Because once I was inside of her, I didn’t think I could stop.

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