by S. E. Kloos
Elizabeth ran around the field for a few minutes, catching and releasing bug after bug. When she grew bored of that, she turned to head back to the lake, stopping short at the sight that met her eyes. She had thought nothing was going to top the scene of the water and field, but she was dead wrong. Xander was lounging on a blanket bathed in the moonlight in nothing but his jeans and black hat. She was positive he never took it off, barring that time she took it from him. The shadows covering his body made his already defined muscles stick out all the more, allowing her to count the six pack he called abs, even from the distance she was from him. His hat was low on his forehead, shrouding his face completely in shadow until he took a hit of his cigarette, lighting it in a rosy hue. He was the picture of relaxation and serenity.
Feeling eyes on him, Xander turned to his girl while propping his hat up a bit out of his eyes, smirking a wide one at the gobsmacked look on her face. Finishing his cigarette and flicking the butt off to the side, he took off his hat, stood up, and began to unbuckle his belt. He undid the button and stripped down to his boxers, which he was only wearing because he had planned on bringing her here, regardless of what they did that night. Winking at his girl, he took off toward the water, grabbed ahold of the rope swing, and soared out over the water, letting go with a ‘yeehaw’ before splashing into the lake.
By the time he surfaced, his girl was at the water’s edge. Shaking his head hard to get his hair out of his face, he called out. “Come on in, Little Darlin’. This shit feels great.”
She shook her head. “I ain’t doin’ that.”
Chuckling, he tilted his head to the right. “There’s a dock few feet yonder. Come on, Sugar Britches, don’t be makin’ me swim by myself now.”
Giving him a look he’d come to understand was her calling him an asshole, he watched as his girl twirled on her toes and went over to the blanket, pulling her tank off on the way there. She sat down to take off her boots and socks before wiggling out of her painted-on jeans. After taking off the hat he had bought her a few weeks back, he watched as she trotted over to the dock, calling out to him. “I'ma be pissed if this is cold.” She then took a flying leap off the end of the dock.
Shaking his head, he swam over to where she landed, rearing back a bit when she surfaced, so he didn’t run into her.
She turned to him, running her hands down her face to get the water out of her eyes, then just looked at him a moment before grinning and splashing at him. As he was turned away, she giggled, making her escape from retaliation
Xander whipped back around at the sounds of her splashing, deciding to dive for her ankle. “Oh, no you don’t, Girly.” Giving her a light tug back, he swam around in front of her, taking her wrist and pulling her to him. Crooking a finger under her chin, he cocked a brow at her. “Now, that wasn’t nice.”
Setting her hands on his shoulders, she just continued to grin at him while giggling a bit. “It was funny, though.”
Wrinkling his nose at her, “Ha ha,” he dipped his head to capture her lips with his. When he felt her arms slide around his neck, he tilted her head back more before letting go of her chin altogether, so he had a free hand to help tread water and keep them from going under. He wasn’t quite able to touch the bottom where they were. Letting go of her wrist, he grabbed behind her knee to hike it up over his hip. He groaned when she followed with the other one, squeezing her thighs as she pressed herself closer to him.
Elizabeth had no idea how it happened, but out of nowhere, her back was pressed against one of the posts to the dock, her hands taken from around Xander’s neck and being restrained above her head in one of his, the action arching her back from the odd angle.
Now that he could touch the lakebed, Xander let go of his girl’s leg to settle it on her hip, pulling her even harder against him as he pressed against her. Tilting his head slightly, he nipped at her bottom lip, a groan escaping when she parted her lips for him. There was no second guessing, no trepidation on his part. He dove head first into the kiss, dominating her tongue when it came out to play, taking full possession of her mouth when she submitted.
He about came undone when she rolled those hips of hers against him.
Letting go of her hands completely, he wrapped both of his under her thighs before turning to leave the water, never breaking the kiss. On dry land, he walked with a slight limp due to the added weight and lack of support for his ankle, but he made it the blanket before he set his girl on her feet. One hand on the small of her back, he guided her to lay down, grabbing his jeans and moving them out from under her so they had a chance to stay dry, but still kept them in reach. If they kept on like they were, he was gonna need ‘em.
Reaching the point that they would normally get doused in cold water for one reason or another, Xander threw all caution to the wind, reaching behind his girl’s back. After a short wrestling match with the wet clasp of her bra, he got it undone and pulled it off her, tossing it up into the truck bed so they would be able to find it later.
Pushing himself up on his hands, jade green eyes smoldered as they locked on liquid dark chocolate, his voice deep and shaky. “If you change your mind, I’ll stop. I ain’t gonna lie, I ain’t gonna like it, so if you don’t want to go no further, now’s the time to tell me.”
She wasn’t gonna stop shit, and the look in her eyes told him as much. It was only with Herculean effort he swallowed the, ‘Oh, thank god’ before dipping his head down to take one of her perky peaks in his mouth, lightly raking his teeth across it before swirling his tongue and giving it a suck. After paying ample attention to one, he switched to the other. One hand slowly slid down her side, making her jolt slightly when he found a ticklish spot. Filing that away for later, his hand continued its path down over her hip, across her thigh, to its final destination of the back of her knee. Tightening his grip, he hiked it back up over his hip before rolling his hips against hers.
Leaving the peaks and traveling the valley, Xander lightly kissed, nipped, and drug the tip of his tongue down her torso, letting it dip down into her belly button before continuing to the brim of her tiny little boy shorts. Sitting up on his haunches, he looked up at her, smirking at the picture she made as he took the sides of her underwear in his grip. He gave the wet fabric a tug to get it over her hips, then started down her never ending legs before tossing them up in the truck bed, too.
Dropping back down on his hands over her, Xander resumed his actions, dipping his head down to bite teasingly at her hip before moving lower, dragging his lips across her wet flesh... only for her thighs to slam shut right before he made it to his final destination.
Lifting his eyes to hers, he watched as she shook her head, a smirk pulling at his lips when her airy voice reached his ears. “Dude, gross. I just got off my period, and ya know it.”
With a tiny shrug, he set his hands on her knees to pull them back apart, stretching out along her body, his nose right above hers, “Suit yourself.” Then he kissed her again. It didn’t take a second before they were at war with each other’s mouths. Elizabeth brought her feet up to Xander’s hips and, using her toes, started the task of pushing his soaked boxers down his thighs.
Once his boxers were to his ankles, Xander just kicked them off, not giving a damn if he ever found them again as one hand searched for his jeans. Once they were located, he pulled his wallet out of the back pocket. After fishing, he found the condom he was after. Pulling back a bit, he chuckled against his girl’s lips when she wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to keep him right where he was.
Tugging back harder and breaking her hold on his neck, he brought the wrapper to his mouth and tore it open with his teeth, winking at her when he saw the spark of understanding in her eyes. As much as he liked the girl, he wasn’t quite ready to be a daddy just yet.
Rising up a bit, he went to roll the condom on, only for her to take it from him to do herself. He would be lying if there wasn’t a flash of male pride when he saw her eyes go wider at the size. He had
told her there was nothing little about his prick, so this shouldn’t have been as surprising to her as it seemed to be.
Looking her in the eyes as he lined himself up, he made sure. “Ya ready, Little Darlin’?” Taking the fact that she just lifted her head and kissed him as confirmation, he began to push forward, slowly at first until the head had passed. Then, with a roll of his hips, he was sheathed to the hilt... hip to hip.
He would like to say that their first time together was slow and sweet lovin’, but it wasn’t. When he pulled back, she rolled her hips hard and high, throwing any thoughts about slow or sweet out of his head as her hips slammed against his. Hissing through his teeth, he locked eyes with his girl, pulling back to the head before thrusting against her with enough force to move her back.
Her eyes rolling up in her head, Elizabeth rolled her hips against him, trying to find that perfect angle of her body to get him right where she wanted him. Locking her ankles behind his back, she folded herself into a ball, a whore-worthy moan coming from her throat when he hit the spot buried so deep in her body, it took a real man to find.
As he continued his movements, Xander was completely overcome with the sight of the full moon’s light reflecting off her eyes, making them shine like chocolate diamonds. Her emotions ran a mile a minute through them, too fast for him to catch. Dipping his head, he pressed his lips to hers as he ghosted the tips of his fingers down her side, over her hip and along her thigh, gripping it lightly before pulling it higher up his hip, pressing deeper inside.
Slowing slightly but not lessening the force, his hips rolled in time with hers, his eyes sliding shut as a soft moan slipped from his throat. Lowering himself to his forearm, he slipped his fingers into her hair, the closing of his fingers giving a slight tug to the roots.
Lips coming apart, a gasp came from both of them as they stared into each other’s eyes. If you were ever to ask either of them, this would be the moment that they would say they started to fall for the other.
Pressing his forehead to his girl’s, Xander arched into her, her head straining back. He took full advantage of the action, his lips finding her throat, pressing a soft kiss there before sliding along to the side of her neck, scraping his teeth across it.
He could feel her beginning her climb to the peak of pleasure, her walls beginning to flutter slightly, trying to keep him in as he pulled back again. Eyes locking, Xander once again picked up the pace, the force of hips growing as well. It didn’t take but four more thrusts of his hips before the serenity of the night was broken by the call of ecstasy falling from Elizabeth’s lips, followed shortly thereafter, by one from his when the vice like grip she had on him milked him for all he was worth.
Breathing hard, Xander rolled off her, lying on his back as he struggled to catch his breath. Rolling his head to look at her, he was just barely able to smother the smirk at what he saw. Even in the dark he could see the flushed tint to her cheeks, sweat replacing the lake water on her skin. As his eyes roamed her body, they paused a moment too long on her tits. They bounced a bit while she caught her own ragged breath, his eyes moving up and down right along with them, only to snap up to her face when she giggled .
“See something you like, Cowboy?”
Snorting slightly, Xander slid an arm under her shoulders and rolled her to his side, pressing a kiss to her brow. “Naw. Whatever gave you that idea?”
Giggling more, she hit his chest, mumbling something to the tune of ‘jerk’ before snuggling closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder. She watched at the fireflies for a moment before catching his gaze. “It’s gettin’ late. I should probably be gettin’ home.”
Xander looked down at her, brow cocked. “Got plans tonight, Little Darlin’? You never want to go home.”
There was a spark of mischief in her eyes as she shrugged, voice off hand. “Yeah, if my boyfriend tried to call, there’s shit for cell service out here. He’ll never get through.”
Eyes narrowing slightly, he rolled back over, his upper body hovering over her. “He can kiss my ass.”
Not bothering to keep the amusement out of her voice as she wrapped her arms around his neck, Elizabeth smirked. “Now who’s jealous?”
Xander just smirked right back. “Told ya already, Punkin. I ain’t got a problem with breakin’ the bones of some poor bastard.” Nuzzling noses with her, he lowered his voice. “I don’t share well, ain’t ever had. I’ll knock a fella cockeyed for looking at my lady, and never once think twice about it.”
At that, Elizabeth pushed him back enough to sit up, turning toward him with a serious look on her face. “Please, don’t go all caveman on me, Xander. I really don’t know if I can handle that right now.”
That was when he decided that if he ever saw her ex again, he was gonna beat him to death instead of shooting him. Sighing, he pushed himself to lean on his elbows, lifting a hand to cup her face. “Listen Sugar, I already told ya that I got a temper and that I’m a jealous sumbitch. That ain’t somethin’ that just changes over night, now. I also told ya that I would never take either out on ya. I understand that ya don’t believe me, I get it... but if ya gonna be comparin’ me to a sack of shit that don’t know his head from his ass, we gonna have a slight problem. Tell me. Have I once, in the time we been spendin’ together, ever givin’ ya a reason to actually be scared of me?”
She lowered her eyes to the blanket while shaking her head, “Well, no, but...”
He cut her off, “Or have I, in the last month, givin’ you a single reason to doubt that I never do what he did?” Again she shook her head, not saying anything before he did. “I get that you needin’ time to cope with all that, and that you needin’ some time to get to really know me. But I am here to tell ya, ya ain’t ever got a reason to ever think that I would be anythin’ like him. I know it’s my word against your personal experience, and that it’s an uphill climb for me to overcome that. However, if ya constantly waitin’ for it, you ain’t really givin’ me a fair shot at it.”
Dipping his head to catch her eyes, “I can say till I’m blue in the face that you ain’t gotta worry, but it’s up to you to believe it. I’ll give ya all the time ya need to fight ya demons, Sugar Britches. I just wish ya’d let me help ya with it, instead of waitin’ on me to become one, too.”
Looking away from his penetrating green eyes, Elizabeth sighed lightly. Biting her lip and taking a deep breath, she turned her gaze back to his. “I’m sorry, I really am, but it isn’t as easy as you try to make it sound.”
Dropping his head back on his shoulders, Xander groaned. “I wasn’t tryin’ to make light of the shit, Sugar.” Looking back at her, he explained, “All I’m tryin’ to do is get you to understand that I don’t take kindly at being compared to a thing like that, and that I am here to help ya in any way ya need me to. Will I fuck up a fella for makin’ a pass at ya? Ya damn skippy I will. Will I take that out on you? Hell naw. Will I get pissed off if ya actually go along with the fucker? Yeah, I will... BUT not to the extent that ya used to it goin’. I told ya, I don’t play games. I’ll just break up with ya, not break ya. I ain’t so over the top possessive that ya ain’t even allowed to talk to another guy. I don’t rightly care who ya talk to, as long it ends with talkin’, and I know that you comin’ home to me. I told ya, Sugar Britches, I don’t ask much. Just that if ya my lady, ya be my lady.”
A small smile pulled at Elizabeth’s lips as she nodded. “I can do that.” Then she moved to cuddle with Xander longer before she really did have to go home. After a moment, she snorted and lifted her eyes to his. “That had to be the most fucked up pillow talk in history.”
Chuckling, Xander just kissed her temple before wrapping his arm around her, pulling her flush to his side. They both fell silent as they listened to the sounds of the night around them.
Chapter 19
Xander was ripped out of his sleep by two things... his girlfriend’s shriek of surprise, and the freezing cold water that was just thrown on them.
Shooting up to a sitting position, he looked around until his eyes landed on his brother and the bucket in his hands. He gave him a deadly glare, “I’ma gonna fuck ya up.” Using both hands to wipe his face off before running his fingers through his hair, he winced hard when he found a tangle. “What the hell was that about?!”
Kyle tossed the bucket back into the truck bed where he got it from, crossed his arms, and glared. “If y'all wanted to stay out all night, dontcha think it mighta been a good idea to let someone know?” Nodding at Elizabeth, he went on. “Her kin been callin’ the house since nine this mornin’ tryin’ to find out if she alright.” Kyle then groaned when she shrieked and leapt up, eyes seeking the sky when it was apparent she hadn’t any clothes on, then looking back at his brother when she grabbed the blanket they were under to cover herself.
Xander made a noise as he grabbed the first thing his fingers touched, his hat, and covered himself with it. He turned to where is girl was hanging out the open window of the truck, trying to reach for her phone. It was then that he dropped his head into his hand, remembering that he’d left the radio playing, and there was a very good likelihood that the battery was dead. “Fuck.” Looking at Kyle, he asked, “Did you drive or ride?”
Kyle tilted his head to the truck next to his before smirking. “Ya killed the battery again, didn't cha?”
Xander shrugged and shook his head, “I don’t know yet, but prolly.”
Snorting while shaking his head, Kyle pulled out his truck keys. “Get up and dressed. I’ll jump ya so you can get the little lady home before her uncle has a fuckin’ heart attack.”
That was when Xander’s glare came back, “In what? Ya soaked my clothes ya bastard.”
Kyle just shrugged as he headed to his truck, “Not my problem. Should’ve made that call last night, huh, Dipshit?”