Our hands lock again and we make our way over to what looks like a homemade fire pit setup. “Come here often?” He takes a seat on one of the old logs.
“I haven’t been here in … months.” A heavy sigh escapes him. I sink down to the sand between his feet, and he wraps me up in his strong, safe arms.
“This place is inspiring.”
“How so?” he asks, thoughtful.
“It makes you feel small. Not in a bad way, but in a way that there’s more to this world than what’s troubling you. That even though you may feel certain feelings, the world moves on. As gut wrenching as life may sometimes feel, beauty still exists.”
“That it does, sweetness.” His voice is tight with contained emotion as his grip tightens around me. It drags my thoughts back to last night. “I came here after we lost her.” He’s talking about his mom; my hands squeeze his showing comfort. “Damn.” He laughs, but it’s void of all humor. “I just- you know what? I want to swim.” He jumps up pulling me to my feet with him.
“You what?” I ask, trying to catch up with this whiplash of emotion.
“Swim. Strip. Now,” he demands while he undresses. Standing there in all his naked glory, my mouth waters and our conversation is forgotten for the moment.
I pull my sundress over my head and remove my bra because there’s nothing else on under it.
“Fuck. You haven’t been wearing panties this whole time?” He looks ravenous.
“Never know when it may come in handy,” I tease, walking into the water with him closing in behind me. I wade through the water as fast I can until I’m shoulder high in the lake and duck under for a moment emerging refreshed. Water drips down my face, and I can’t wipe it away fast enough. I yelp as Parker latches onto my torso before I can open my eyes from the water.
“Naughty girl.” His voice sends a shock of need through my body. He makes me reckless.
He too must have dipped into the water, and as I watch it cascade down his chest, I become jealous of. Water. My hands link around his neck as my legs encase his hips, and I can feel how just how naughty he wants to be. We stand there in this large expanse of water. I wonder if we look as beautiful together in it as the lake looks alone.
Do we look inspiring or hopeless?
Parker
When our eyes collide, it’s like everything aligns within my soul and reaches out for her. Searching her face, I see so much, I feel too much. She brings emotions to the surface I’ve never experienced before. I want to share my achievements and burdens with her. That’s terrifying.
Floating in the water with her legs wrapped around me, my hands cradle her face to bring her in close as our lips slide against the others. I decide to pour all of the emotions I’m feeling into right now to rid my body of them before it becomes dangerous.
Roaming my hands from her face and down her arms to her back, I pull her in close. She gasps as my dick rubs against her and opens her mouth to me; my tongue takes full advantage, devouring her. We stand there, chest deep in the water, consuming one another. Nibbling at her bottom lip when our kiss slows, she moans.
“Tell me,” I whisper against her mouth.
“I crave you,” she confesses without hesitation, looking directly into my fuckin’ soul. Since it wants her, my body booms with victory of her being mine. “Tell me,” she demands, stare unwavering.
“Fuckin’ crave you, sweetness. Only you, fuck.” I push into her. Kelsey’s forehead falls against mine and our rapid breathing fills the air around us. Looking into her gray irises, I’m lost in her and I don’t ever want to be found. She grips me like a vise as I ease in and out of her at an achingly slow pace.
“Parker.” Her whisper is so full of need it pulls at me.
“Shhhhh.” My lips find hers and my hands are in her hair before I can think. When we part again, tears swim in her eyes. “Are you okay, baby?” I’m still inside her but unmoving.
She nods her head. “Yes. Please, don’t stop. Ever.” Fuck. I don’t want to ever leave this place, this moment. She’s everything here.
I begin moving inside her again. Slow at first, but her needy moans are pushing me harder and faster. Eyes locked to one another, we take everything. When I feel her walls tighten around me and she explodes, I can’t hold back anymore. With a grunt, I hit my release as she’s coming back from hers.
We stay that way for what seems like a lifetime, just soaking up the setting sun and the afterglow of us. Orange and pink hues surround us while the water laps at our skin. That was the most intense sex I’ve had in my life. Was it for her? It had to have been.
I allow myself to enjoy this moment, but once we leave here, I will tuck it away to cherish it. Nothing can ever come close to this moment again.
Kelsey
After our intense hookup last week, things have been strained between us. You’d think it’d be different, bring us closer, but we both fight to keep our distance now. I’m no longer sleeping in his bed every night. It was too much after the moment we shared. When I allow myself to relive it, my body hums. It was so emotional for me. I felt like he took a piece of my heart with him on that lake, and that’s okay. If anyone were ever to get a piece, I’m glad it was him. I’m also pleased to know I’m strong enough that I survived it. We’re still sleeping together, don’t get things twisted. We can’t keep our hands off each other, but the mental aspect of it has evaporated. It’s strictly physical, the way it should be. Sure, every time we have sex that connection we have is pulled tight, but we sever it when done. We’re both okay with this routine.
“Kelsey!” Brealynn pulls me out of my Parker haze. “What about this one?” She holds up a skimpy black lingerie set. She dragged me here to find something to surprise Colt with as congratulations after his Ride or Run shoot Wednesday.
“Looks hot.”
“Aren’t you going to find something?” Eh, I didn’t think about it really.
“Um, we’re not really into clothes, Brea,” I joke.
“At least buy something he can rip off you after the shoot. Colt says it's really draining being there all day and all the interviews. Parker will want to unwind. Buy something for him.” She looks at me like ‘duh.’
“Yeah.” I sigh. “Let’s see what I can find.”
We shop for a few more hours before finally finding something we both think will suit our men. I decided on this little red number. I don’t know why I agreed to even buy it. Parker doesn’t see me as anything other than sexual, so therefore, I could be naked and it’d do the same trick. Oh, well.
“Come on.” Brealynn links her arm in mine. “We’re meeting the girls for dinner. I’m sensing some trouble in paradise.”
“Wh-what? Everything's fine, loser. Don’t be weird.”
“It’s already done. Your SOS has been heard!” she shouts in the middle of the damn mall. I’m going to murder her.
“You’re delusional.”
“Well, fine, maybe. If it’s nothing, then we will just drink and have a good time. If I’m right, which I know I am, then we will drink and handle it.”
“I’m going to need AA soon. I’m sure of it.” I laugh to my best friend. She knows me too damn well. I just hope that I don’t spill my guts.
Parker
These past few days have been draining as I try to keep Kelsey at a distance. Well, I try to keep my feelings for her at a distance, but I still want her body pressed tightly to mine. That fuckin’ body.
“Whoa, you just almost ate wood!” Colt shouts while I steady myself on my bike. Fuck. “What the hell is going on with you? You’ve been off for days.” He’s right.
“Nothing. I’ll get myself in check. Don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried about your riding.” He looks me over.
“Don’t be worried about anything. Now, let’s ride.” I take off back and forth on the ramp gaining speed and distance. Getting enough air, I pull my handlebars in tight and throw my bike back, landing the trick with ease.
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bsp; “Okay, okay. I get it. You’re fine on the bike. What about off of it?”
“Perfect. What are you gettin’ at?”
“You seem more distant than usual. Everything good with you and Kelsey?”
“Yeah, man. Fuckin’ like bunnies. It’s great. Now, can we get back to riding?”
“Hey, assholes!” Tim yells out to us, breaking any chance I had at riding anymore today. Stepping off my bike and allowing it to slide to the ground, I step off the ramp and pull off my gloves. “You guys ready to hit the town? I need some talent in my life.”
“That girl you were with dickin’ you around?” Tim cringes at Colt’s remark.
“You could say that. I need a distraction.” Tim looks like how I feel in regards to Kelsey. Interestin’.
Colt looks at me. “You down?”
“Let’s do this.”
Kelsey
It should be no surprise that the girls dragged me to 903. It has everything—karaoke, outside bar, dance floor—whatever your drunk heart desires, it’s here. The sun is still shining for another hour or more, so we decided on the patio for now. Brealynn called in the cavalry for this one.
“We need shots. ASAP. Tequila good for you girls?” Savannah questions while standing.
“First round is on me! Let’s do it,” Melanie chirps. I knew I liked this girl. Granted, I like anyone who buys me alcohol, but that’s beside the point.
“Well, come on, let’s get this party started.” At that, Savannah and Melanie make their way to the bar to get the first round of the night.
I take in my surroundings and land on a couple; they look like they’re out on a date. Maybe their first? It looks a little awkward. I’ve never really looked at other couples and regretted never having that feeling. Regret tastes bitter, I like my life the way it is. I repeat that mantra.
“So how’s the love life?” Candis questions, and Jamie looks eager for my response.
“Eh, it’s not really a love life, per se. The sex is good.” Jamie coughs at my comment. “Sorry.” I laugh. “How’re things with Tim?”
Her color changes to a slight pale compared to her normal tan completion. “I, uh, ended it with him.”
“What!” Brealynn shrieks, “I thought we talked about this? You were going to give it a go.” Brealynn looks sad. She wants all of us to be as in love as she is. Poor thing.
“It’d never work. You girls know my brothers, come on. It was a nice idea, but let’s face reality.” Yeah, reality sucks. Trust me. That bitch has been in my face for a while now.
“One shot for you, and you…” Savannah deals out the glasses.
Once we all have one in our hands, Hannah says, “Boys are only good for one thing, and half the time they can’t do that right. Here’s to masturbation!” We all down the shot. It burns as it rushes down my throat.
“Don’t worry, we talked to the sexy bartender and he’s sending someone over in five with more shots. You’re welcome,” Melanie beams.
I want to text him. Ugh. Why does life have to be so complicated and why does drunk me have to let her feelings show? The stupid decision it is, I still decide to text him despite my better judgment, clarity shouldn’t have allowed her to get drunk. I’m just sayin’.
Hey.
I’m not saying my judgment is smart. I just want some communication with him. I stare at my phone for what seems like minutes and then put it away.
“Whatcha’ doing?” Brealynn questions with knowing eyes.
“Nothing.” Smooth, Kelsey, real smooth.
“I’m sorry to interrupt. I couldn’t help but take notice of you. Can I buy you a drink?” When I look up, I’m appreciative of the sight in front of me. Not bad on the eyes, buddy. Even if they are bordering on drunk eyes.
“Sure. Vodka would rock my world.” I pull my hair behind my ear and smile up at him.
“Well, damn, I’ll be right back.” He winks and walks off toward the bar.
I don’t have to look beside me; her glare is penetrating my face.
“Kelsey!” Brealynn reprimands.
“What! It’s just a drink.” I don’t say my pride is damaged from not receiving a text back from the one person I care about, I mean, care to talk to.
“Mmmmmhmmmmm,” Candis adds dripping with sarcasm.
“He’s hot. I won’t hold it against you,” Melanie states looking over her shoulder at him.
“I will! You’re in a relationship,” Brealynn says, shocked.
“For fuck’s sake, it’s not a relationship. It’s a fuckship. That’s it. Drop it.” Her mouth drops open at my crassness. It had to be said.
“I’ll leave this here with you, pretty girl. I won’t intrude on what looks like a girls’ night, but here’s my number.” He hands me a piece of paper and my drink. “Have a good night. Hope to hear from you.” Then he walks off.
“Why can’t that ever happen to me? Hot guys just falling at my feet,” Hannah whines.
My phone chimes.
Sweetness. -Parker
That’s all he says, and my heart rate picks up speed. I decide not to text him back right now; I’m too weak.
“You know you’re in love with him, right?” Jamie says, looking all too knowing.
“Wh-what?” I choke on a laugh. “You’re drunk. I don’t fall in love, Jamie. The longest commitment I’ve made is to my cell phone number. Now that I think about it, we have a phoneaversary coming up.”
“Oh, okay, Parker.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“He says the same shit. You two are made for each other. Why can’t you just admit you love him?”
“I’m going to punch you in the face.” Brealynn holds me back from crawling over the table. It was a hollow threat anyway.
“The truth is like a punch in the face,” my best friend chimes in. With slow movement, I turn to face her.
“What the hell, Brea! You know this shit is bogus.”
“I don’t know. Jamie is making sense.” Blood rushes through my ears. These bitches are turning on me one by one.
“What makes you think I love him?” I spit the word love as vomit fights its way up my throat.
“Look how riled up you’re getting. There are for sure feelings there,” Candis says, endangering her life.
“I know what love looks like, and you had it in your eyes when you were on your phone,” Brealynn states.
“I’m drunk. I love everyone right now! Except you bitches.” Joking, kind of.
“What’s so wrong with love, Kelsey?” Hannah questions. I think about it for a minute.
“Everything,” I say dismissively. “I’m going to the bathroom. When I get back, we need a change of subject or I’m leaving.”
I’m not in love with Parker Taylor, for fuck’s sake!
Parker
“So this girl must have you in knots, Tim.” Taking a pull from my beer, I nod. I know the feeling.
“Yeah. I thought we were goin’ to try to make something out of what we’re doin’. It’s for the best anyway.”
“Yeah.” I sigh. “I know what you mean.” Tim then looks at me shocked.
“Dude, you and Kelsey. Y’all serious?”
“Seriously fucking.”
Tim laughs. “I wouldn’t expect anything less, man. Maybe one day you can find someone to tame your ass. I thought Kelsey would be that someone. She’s a good girl.”
“One of the best.” It’s out of my mouth before I can stop it.
“You love her,” Colt says, nearly choking on his beer.
“You’re fuckin’ insane,” I say, panicked.
“He’s right. I just didn’t have the balls to say it,” Tim adds.
Fuckin’ tools.
“I don’t fuckin’ love her, assholes. I love fucking her. That’s as far as I’d take it.”
“Right. So again, I must ask you. If she met someone tonight and moved on from you, would you care?” Colt questions setting his beer down on the bar.
“Considering I’m inside her every day of the week, yeah, I’d care. It’d suck, but I’d use protection.” I shrug. I’m an asshole and know good and damn well I’d lose my shit if she was with another man.
“Wow. You’re a heartless bastard.” My face turns, shocked to see Tim’s wrapped in anger. “She’s a good girl who’s been through a lot. She deserves better than your sorry ass.”
“Hold the fuck up-”
“No! You hold the fuck up and just admit you love her instead of insulting her.” Tim shakes his head. “This is probably for the best. She deserves someone who can actually admit they love her. Not a coward.”
“I don’t know what you want from me?”
“Nothing, man. Just forget it. Go fuck her senseless and hollow out the person she could be if she were loved by the right man.”
“That’s enough.” Colt finally puts a stop to the insanity.
“Thank fuck.” I down my beer and slam it against the bar.
“Tim’s right, Parker. I’m just tired of listening to your bullshit excuses. You love her and the sooner you admit it, the better off everyone will be.”
“Whatever.” I pull out my phone that’s been vibrating in my pocket.
I’m not wearing any panties. -Kelsey
Fuck. My dick twitches in my jeans.
Some guy just bought me a drink. Do you care? -Kelsey
Maybe I’ll go home with him. – Kelsey
I can’t hear for the roaring in my ears.
Where are you?
If you let that guy touch you …
You’ll what? What if he already has? -Kelsey
Kelsey, don’t fuck with me.
Why, you fuck with me. -Kelsey
You know what this is.
Yeah. We need to stop. –Kelsey
Fuck. She’s right, but I need her one more time. Then I can let her go.
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