Silver Bay Song

by Rutter, M J

  “No, I am um, I moved here to get away from her and everything back in LA. I just needed a time out and then I met you, the teacher who has me captivated.” I smiled slightly.

  “Do you have any children with her?”

  “No.”

  “A cat or a dog? A mortgage even?”

  “No, to all three. I don’t do pets and I bought my house without a mortgage.” I replied honestly.

  “Are you going back?” she asked, I gazed into her eyes, “That’s it, isn’t it? You’re leaving, that’s why you can’t get too close to me.”

  “I uh…” I chickened out, “yes, eventually I will have to go back and face the music.” I muttered. “I am not sure where that leaves us, but…” she leaned closer and kissed me, stopping my thoughts and my heart.

  She pushed her fingers through my hair and it drove me insane, I pulled her onto my lap as our mouths moved and tongues explored. I wanted her, I had never wanted anyone as much as I wanted her. She pulled my shirt over my head and began kissing my neck and shoulders. I gently caressed her peach colored skin with my fingertips causing goose-bumps to cover her. She moaned slightly as I kissed her neck, taking in her scent like a fine wine.

  As she sat astride my lap, she began to unbutton the back of her dress, allowing it to drop exposing her white lace covered breasts, I caressed them with my hands, I couldn’t help it. With her arms wrapped around my neck, I stood from the couch and carried her into my bedroom.

  I set her on the bed and watched as she scooted towards the pillows, I kicked off my shoes and pushed my jeans down my legs, my arousal held firmly against my hip by my jockeys. She smiled warmly as I knelt by her legs. Taking my middle finger and moving it slowly up her smooth leg. I reached the top of her leg and could already feel her heat as I lightly touched the lace of her underwear. She linked her hands around my neck and pulled me up to her mouth.

  “It’s been a while,” she husked, “I don’t think it will last very long if you tease me like this.”

  “I want to touch you and tease every inch of your body. I don’t care how long it lasts, for me, this moment will last a lifetime.” I smiled and pushed my hand inside her underwear, feeling her ready for me. Then it hit me, I didn’t even have a condom, I stopped moving my fingers and frowned at her.

  “What?” she asked breathlessly, her eyes wild with desire.

  “I don’t have um… I don’t have a condom.”

  She smiled, “I do,” she got off the bed and disappeared into the living room. When she returned she held the condom up and grinned. Before she got back onto the bed, she removed her dress from her waist. “Now then, Mr. Wright, where were we?”

  I had never experienced anything like it, as soon as I placed myself inside of her, I felt like I could do anything, be anyone, be hers. As I began to move within her, I never wanted to be with anyone as much before in my life. In those mind blowing moments that thundery afternoon we made a connection, as if our souls became one and I honestly felt that I couldn’t face a day without her.

  She quaked in my arms as our heartbeats slowed and our bodies calmed. Wrapped in a white sheet, I held her as we both drifted off into a blissful sleep, satisfied and so unbelievably relaxed.

  I’d had more than my fair share of women, I lost my virginity at sixteen, so had already been sleeping my way around for ten years. But not in all of those years did I ever feel this way about any of them and in truth, it scared me a little. How could someone that was so wrong for me feel so right?

  When I woke, I was alone. The sheet was draped over my waist and I don’t think I had slept so well in months. I could hear movement in the house and smell food cooking, so I sat up and pushed off the sheet. I pulled my shorts on and followed the mouth-watering scent. Wearing only my shirt from that afternoon and cooking what smelled like eggs, Skylar turned her head towards me,

  “Hi,” she smiled.

  “Hi,” I replied, “what are you doing?”

  “Making you an omelette, it’s the only thing I know how to cook and not burn. It’s almost seven, you must be hungry.”

  “Only for you,” I smiled.

  “Well, Kaden, that’s not going to happen unless you go to the store and get some condoms,” she smirked. “I am all out.” She added raising her eyebrows.

  “Oh, Skylar, you miss read me,” I retorted playfully. “I can devour your body with my mouth, I don’t need a condom for that.”

  “Promises, promises,” she chuckled.

  I liked watching her cook, I liked that she was naked under my shirt and I knew that because as she bent over to get the butter out of the refrigerator, I saw everything, nothing had ever turned me on so much. She caught me looking of course and the pink flushing her cheeks turned me on even more.

  “I’ll go to the store now,” I said standing from the door jam.

  “Not until you eat this,” she said and served the omelette onto a plate. It was huge.

  “Only if you help me,” I grinned.

  “Deal,” she nodded.

  After finishing her amazing cheese and bell pepper omelette, we cleaned the kitchen together and decided that we both needed a shower. She left my house to go and check on the dog and shower at home, still wearing nothing but my shirt, which I found extremely hot, and I took a shower in my own bathroom. I dressed quickly and headed to my local gas station for some condoms. I couldn’t think of anything else I would rather do than to have spent the night making love to her. I grabbed the biggest box from the shelf and a bottle of white wine.

  Arriving back at home I noticed her standing on the sand. With my grocery sack in my hand I locked the car doors and slipped my shoes off. The sand felt cool as it again tickled my toes, the warm see breeze made my skin feel moist, the rain had stopped and a silver dollar moon say high in a deep, blue velvet sky studded with diamond stars and the odd wispy cloud.

  Misty was running around panting and yapping, I placed the sack on the sand and folded my arms around Skylar as she stood wearing a cotton t-shirt that barely cover her backside. She pressed against me as I moved her hair from her shoulder and kissed her neck.

  “Where did you go?” she asked.

  “To the gas station,” I answered and kissed her again. “I hope you are not planning on getting much sleep over the next few days.”

  “Oh really, and why is that?” I lifted the bag and handed it to her. “Mmm,” she smiled, “there’s only eighteen in here.”

  “You don’t think it will be enough?” I frowned.

  “I suppose it will, if we pace ourselves.” She grinned and turned to face me, linking her arms around my neck, she pulled me to meet her lips. As she pulled back she gazed into my eyes, “I have never had sex on the beach.”

  “Neither have I,” I admitted.

  “And I have never had sex in the sea,” she added.

  “Oh, well actually, that is something I have done and would totally recommend it.”

  “We’ll definitely need more condoms.” She said taking my hand and pulling me towards her house. “Misty, come on,” she yelled and the dog followed us inside. She locked the door, lifted two wine glasses from the counter as we passed the kitchen and then led me up the stairs to her room.

  It was painted lavender and lit dimly by a few fairy lights hanging over her bed. Her French doors were open leading to a wooden balcony that overlooked the silky ocean and the breeze blew the white voile hanging in front of the window. She placed the glasses on her desk by the window and turned with a small naïve smile that caused my insides to flip around, what was she trying to do to me?

  She shut Misty out of the room and took the bag from my hand, lifting the bottle from the bag she placed the bag back on the bed and unscrewed the cap.

  “White is my favourite,” she said as she poured two glasses of wine, lifted one and handed it to me. I took a long sip of the cool and bitter liquid, allowing it to warm my throat. She drank her glass dry, I wondered if she was actually nervous, I knew I was.
I don’t know why, but this put me on edge a little. “Are you staying or leaving?” she asked.

  “Well, seeing as my shoes are actually out on the sand, I guess I am staying, if that’s alright with you.”

  “Of course.” She shrugged and placed her glass down.

  She sauntered towards me, I could see her nipples piercing her t-shirt as she approached. I licked my lips anxiously and placed the glass on the top of her wooden dresser. She reached out and pulled my shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor. Rubbing her hands over my chest, then taking an erect nipple into her mouth, she licked me softly while unbuckling my belt, pulling my button fly open and pushing her hand inside of my boxers, she took a firm, yet gentle hold of me while moving her lips to my mouth where her tongue pushed its way inside causing my toes to tingle and my arousal to harden.

  She knelt on the floor quickly and pulled my jeans and boxers down to my ankles, and before I could move or say a word, she took me into her mouth. My God, I almost exploded on contact, this was amazing, I mean, mind blowing, her tongue swept around me as her head moved back and forth, heat raced to my head and though it felt incredible, I had to stop her. I pulled her back up my body and lifted her shirt over her head.

  Her white thong showed her firm and sexy ass and I grabbed it firmly, causing a groan to escape her lips. Thinking two could play her game, I led her to the bed and pulled her thong off over her tanned legs, tossing it over my shoulder. I began to kiss her warm body, moving down once more to where I found her, ready, moist and almost throbbing in my mouth. She groaned, again, I knew it wouldn’t take long and I wanted this to last, so after a few more sumptuous moments, I moved my lips back up her body.

  She sat up and pulled the box of condoms open, handing a foil packet to me she smiled, her eyes craved me, she looked at me as an alcoholic would look at a bottle of gin. I could see she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I took the packet, tore it open and put it on.

  Nestling between her legs, I gazed down at her, “Am I going to get a detention for this?” I asked playfully.

  “If you don’t hurry up,” she smiled, “it will be a week long detention.”

  “Sorry, Miss. Reynolds,” I smiled and slipped inside of her once more.

  Nine

  Skylar

  “Oh. My. God!” I cried out as my second orgasm that day broke in spine shattering explosions.

  I mean, wow! He knew what buttons to push and boy he pushed them well. I couldn’t get enough of him, I was so reserved with Jay, I even surprised myself with Kaden. I had only given Jay a few blowjobs, even then I was drunk, so taking Kaden into my mouth, I wondered at first if I could actually do it and I would have carried on if he hadn’t have pulled me to my feet to strip me.

  I didn’t want to be the shy, naïve girl that hung on Jay’s every word, the one he made fun of for being shy and in terms of foreplay, in experienced. Yes, I slept with three guys in college, but they were all the guys I slept with until I met Jay. Everything change then and I was happy to spend the rest of my life with him.

  With Kaden, I wanted to seduce him, in fact, I probably wanted to from the first time I had met him. It wasn’t just because he was so handsome and had an insanely sexy body, or the fact that his eyes were the same color as the ocean on a sunny day. No, I think it was more about the fact that he challenged me, he intrigued me and now I was in my bed, cuddled up to his warm, naked body and I didn’t want to be anywhere else.

  Misty woke me barking, the hazy, dawn sun glowed through the window and the breeze was cool. I glanced at my clock, it was barely four as I slowly pushed off the covers and wrapped my cotton robe around my body.

  We were out on the beach before the seagulls had woken, the sea crashed against the shore and the breeze blew through my hair causing it to tickle my shoulders. When Misty had finally finished her business, I cleaned it up and headed back inside. I locked the door and hurried back up to my room.

  Kaden slept with the front of his body pressed against the mattress and my white sheet covering his finely sculptured ass. He had certainly looked after himself and I couldn’t resist smoothing my hand over the contours of his back, running my fingers over his cheeks and down the backs of his legs. I wanted to touch and kiss every part of his body. I didn’t want to presume where this was going, all I wanted to know was if we could have another night like the one we had just had.

  I kissed his shoulder and a smile crept across his face, he opened one eye, “Morning,” he said sleepily.

  “Morning,” I replied and kissed him again.

  “Were you touching my ass?”

  “I can’t help it, it is so damn sexy,” I smiled and to prove my point, I lightly rubbed his firm cheeks again.

  “You keep this up and I won’t let you out of bed all day,” he wriggled.

  “Is that a promise?” I checked.

  “It’s an iron clad promise,” he said turning onto his side. He reached out and gently stroked my arm, “Couldn’t you sleep?”

  “Misty needed to go out.” I answered, “I also wanted to make sure last night wasn’t just a dream.”

  “I can assure you, it was no dream, you have blown me away, Skylar.”

  “Ditto,” I smiled and kissed him. Then I frowned, what did he have to tell me the day before that was so important? I got the feeling that the story about his ex-fiancé wasn’t what he really wanted to tell me. “Kaden, yesterday, you told me about your ex, but is there something else I should know?”

  “No,” he frowned and swallowed.

  “You can tell me anything, anything you want to, okay?”

  “Okay,” he nodded. His face had hardened again, had I hit a nerve? “So,” he said sitting up, “what’s for breakfast?”

  “Um…I have oatmeal…” I sighed.

  “I have a waffle iron, I could go and get it.”

  “Okay,” I nodded and stood from the bed, “I’ll take a shower and then I’ll whip up some batter.”

  “Great,” he smiled slightly and pulled his jeans over his legs. He left the house and I heaved a sigh. I knew something else was on his mind, but it scared me to wonder what could have him so afraid that he felt he couldn’t tell me.

  He returned wearing a clean light blue t-shirt and red bored shorts with white palm trees on them. We made waffles and ate them on the deck overlooking the beach. We made idle chit-chat, he told me of his home life, his mother and her many marriages, his brother, a jet setting businessman who had travelled the world and of Beth, the ex-girlfriend he had evidently left in LA in the pursuit of finding himself. He asked about my family and I loosely explained how I had lost both parents within a year of each other and then to top it all, I lost Jay too.

  “Let’s go somewhere today,” he said as we washed the breakfast dishes up. “Maybe we could take Misty someplace.”

  “I could take you south, there are a few coves that way. Misty can’t go though, she is naughty when it comes to the coves.” Last time I had to get a life guard to rescue her, she had climbed up the rocks.

  “Okay, shall we take some food and have a picnic?”

  “Sure,” I shrugged and then smiled, “maybe we should um, take bathers or something, we could go for a swim.” Or fool around in the water. I could feel my cheeks warm at the thought.

  “Cool,” he agreed with a nod.

  A few hours later we hit the road with the top down and eighties pop music blaring from the stereo. We drove in the hot, blistering sun down the coast towards Rayner and Somerton, two small towns on the coast, similar to Silver Bay. We didn’t talk much during the journey, but it was nice just being with him. Whatever he had to tell me couldn’t have been that serious, he didn’t have a wife or any children, I would have ended it immediately if he had.

  He was so perfect that I couldn’t believe that someone like him would ever be interested in a small town teacher like me. Why would he? I had nothing to offer anyone and if this Beth girl lived in LA, it was very likely that she looked
like a movie star. How could I ever compare to her? Maybe I was looking for a reason for it not to work, maybe he was too good to be true.

  By the time we got to Rayner, I decided to stop listening to my head, he was there, he was amazing and for the time being, he was mine. It wasn’t just the sex, as incredible as it was, it was something else, I just felt safe with him, safe and confident enough to do absolutely anything I wanted. He gave my confidence a huge boost, something I certainly needed. I could be that strong and sexy woman without any reservations or inhibitions, I could be amazing too.

  Rayner as always was dead, aside from the odd car or two passing through, we rode the streets alone. I headed for the beach and knowing the cove would be as deserted as the town, I couldn’t wait to be alone with him again.

  As we wondered along the sand to the cove, he took my hand. It was a sweet gesture that sent my heart soaring, I didn’t want to think about when he would leave or how that would make me feel. Losing Jay made me realize that you need to live for now, what will be, will be and fate, well, it has a mind of its own.

  I was right, the cove was completely deserted and it excited me. He laid the blanket on the sand and we sat together. I lifted my dress over my head then I lay on my back to try and tan my pale body. Through my sunglasses I looked at Kaden and he smiled as he gazed over me,

  “Would you like me to rub some sun lotion into your back?”

  “Yes, please, that would be good.” I nodded and turned onto my stomach. He un-clipped my bikini top and pushed the straps off my back. “What are you doing?” I asked smiling.

  “Do you want tan lines?” he asked smartly.

  “No, but what if someone comes?”

  “Skylar, the beach is empty.” He retorted.

  “Yes, but no nudity is allowed,” I protested.

  “You are not naked, you can do your straps back up before you sit up if you want to.” He said right before squirting a huge dollop of sun cream into the middle of my back, its coolness made me jump. “Shit, sorry,” he chuckled as he sat on the backs of my legs.