High School Reunion

by Kimberly Dean

  ‘A sweet for my sweet?’ he crooned.

  He still had the last s’more in his right hand. He pressed it against her lips. Missy had never felt so sensual in her life. She opened her mouth, and he fed her. She took a bite, and then he was kissing her.

  She began to move on him, and the swing began to creek. The chocolate disappeared fast, and then his hands were on her. Neither of them had removed a stitch of clothing. Somehow, it made the experience all the hotter.

  Hawk’s hand slipped under her skirt to examine the thong back of her teddy. Her hand slid inside the open V at the top of his shirt. His chest felt like hot granite.

  His cock was even harder.

  He fucked her fiercely, making up for lost time. Each thrust went as deep as it could go. Outside in the silence of the night, their mating sounded animalistic. Primal.

  Missy felt thoroughly taken. In every sense of the word.

  ‘I…I love you,’ she panted. ‘I love you, Hawk.’

  His grip on her tightened and he thrust so hard, he lifted her right off her knees. ‘I love you, too.’

  Another thrust, just as violent and intense, followed. ‘My little miss.’

  She came calling his name.

  His real name.

  ‘Oscar!’

  Chapter Twelve

  Roma loved to sleep in on Saturday mornings. It was part of her weekend routine. She’d curl under her comforter, savour her pillow and sleep until she just couldn’t sleep any more. This Saturday morning, though, she was on her third cup of coffee when the phone rang bright and early. She snatched it up before its second ring.

  ‘Missy?’ she asked, not even bothering with a hello.

  ‘Jake,’ replied a low voice. ‘I take it you haven’t heard from them either.’

  Her shoulders slumped. ‘No, and it’s killing me. I want to know how things went.’

  ‘Call her,’ he encouraged.

  ‘I can’t.’ She’d already considered that idea and vetoed it. ‘If Danny answers and she’s not there, the cat will be out of the bag. I’m her cover story.’

  ‘Damn. That won’t work.’ He paused for a moment. ‘I’ll call.’

  ‘Who? Hawk?’

  ‘Hell no. If things turned out the way he wanted, I don’t want to interrupt anything.’

  ‘And if they didn’t?’

  ‘Even I’m not that brave. He’ll be as surly as a bear. I’ll call Missy. If the kid answers, I’ll just say I need her to sub for an aerobics class or something.’

  ‘That won’t work,’ Roma said, thinking quickly. ‘He’ll start looking for her.’

  ‘Shit. You’re right.’

  Roma started pacing with her cordless phone. She walked into her living room and looked out of the picture window. The birds were the only other ones awake and moving. ‘This is driving me crazy. Did they fix things between them? Did they have a big blowout? Or did Hawk have a panic attack before they even made it to the restaurant?’

  ‘The odds are pretty even on all three.’

  ‘I want the first one.’

  ‘Me, too.’

  Frowning, Roma swirled her coffee around in her mug. ‘I can’t believe how tied up in knots this has got me. I’ve never been this nervous about someone else’s date.’

  ‘OK, that settles it,’ Jake finally declared. ‘We have to go jogging.’

  ‘Jogging?’ She turned away from the window and trudged back to the kitchen. That was his answer for everything. Stressed? Pump a little iron. Depressed? Hit the aerobics floor. Crazy? Go jogging.

  ‘Saturday mornings are for resting,’ she growled. ‘We agreed on that.’

  ‘Listen to me,’ he said persuasively. ‘I know you hate to jog, but there’s a bike path on the opposite side of the creek behind Hawk’s house.’

  She stopped with her cup of coffee halfway to her lips. ‘You want to spy on them?’

  ‘Is it too much?’

  She was already tossing the coffee into the sink and heading to her bedroom. ‘Just let me get changed.’

  ‘I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.’

  ‘Make it ten.’

  The little creek running through the countryside was beautiful. Roma had never been to this part of town. It was on the outskirts, and really still more country than city. At such a low angle, sunlight darted between the trees that lined the creek. Spring was in full bloom, and flowers were poking up alongside the jogging path. Not that she saw them. She was in sprinting mode. Curiosity and a double shot of caffeine had given her more get-up-and-go than she was used to.

  ‘Slow down,’ Jake warned. ‘You’re going to run out of steam before we get there.’

  He kept pace with her easily. The macho stud wasn’t even huffing. Roma was huffing. She was puffing, too. There was a reason she hated running.

  It was hard.

  ‘How much further?’ she panted.

  ‘His house is at least another mile down the path.’

  ‘Another mile?’ she said, her head snapping to the side. ‘You didn’t tell me it was that far.’

  He threw her a grin and sped up so she couldn’t catch him. Turning around, he trotted backwards. ‘No, but I did manage to get you out of bed for an early Saturday workout.’

  ‘Trickster.’

  ‘No, that’s “trainer”, Goldie.’

  She swiped at him, but he was just too fast. Realising he was right, she settled down into a slower pace. She couldn’t believe that now he was trying to get her out of bed. She must be losing her charm.

  ‘Sometimes trainers have to be tricksters to get the results their clients want,’ he said, falling in beside her again.

  ‘Don’t even say it.’

  ‘Reunion.’

  He liked to use that word for incentive. By now, she was pretty darn sick and tired of it. He ducked, but not quite fast enough. She managed a glancing blow to his shoulder.

  ‘Reunion,’ he repeated. ‘Ree-ewe-nyun.’

  ‘Aaaggg!’ Putting her head down, Roma clicked off the steps.

  It was the motivation she needed, though, and he slowed down sooner than she expected. ‘There it is,’ he said. ‘Let’s cool down and walk the rest of the way.’

  She put her hands on her hips, trying to catch her breath. Really, that hadn’t been so bad. Having a clandestine mission at the other end of a run really made it go by fast. She squinted through the trees. ‘Which house is it?’

  He pointed a ways down the path. ‘That one with the big deck on the back.’

  Her eyebrows rose. ‘Impressive.’

  ‘Isn’t it?’ He veered off the cleared path and into the brush. ‘Let’s cut across here. The creek looks shallow.’

  She followed. The tall grass tickled against her legs, and she giggled. They were such idiots. ‘I can’t believe we’re doing this.’

  He held his hand out to her when the terrain got a bit rockier. ‘Want to go back?’

  ‘Are you kidding? I feel like James Bond – but with boobs.’ She held onto a tree and watched her step. Strategically, she picked her way to the edge of the water. ‘Do you really think they’re in there together?’

  ‘If Hawk had his way, I could tell you exactly which room they’re in right now.’

  Jake stepped on a smooth rock in the middle of the stream. With a lunge, he hopped to the other side. He held his hand out to her. ‘Be careful.’

  Roma bit her lip. She put out her right foot. The rock was wet and slippery, but her tennis shoes had good traction. Leaning forwards, she grabbed Jake’s hand. ‘One. Two. Three.’

  She skipped across like a gazelle.

  He looked surprised. ‘Huh,’ he said, looking at the water.

  This time when she punched him, she didn’t miss. ‘You thought I was going in the drink.’

  He winced and rubbed his shoulder. ‘Can you blame me?’

  She rolled her eyes and strutted away. He caught up with her quickly and took her hand. Together, they climbed up the other bank. Soon, they were
on Hawk’s property. Weaving their way through the trees, they stopped at the edge of the backyard. The view of the home was breathtaking.

  ‘Wow,’ Roma said, planting her hands on her hips. ‘That’s –’

  ‘That’s them!’ Jake caught her about the waist and pulled her behind a tree.

  Hawk and Missy had just stepped out of the sliding glass door onto the back deck. Both were in natural, blissful, naked glory. Actually, Hawk had stepped out. Missy’s arms and legs were wrapped around him like vines. And, technically, she wasn’t naked.

  ‘The red teddy!’ Roma said, recognising the lingerie from the store.

  ‘The red teddy,’ Jake repeated appreciatively.

  She looked at him sharply.

  ‘We’ve got to get one of those for you.’ When he looked down at her, there was a secret smile on his face. ‘Think they’ve got one in pink?’

  He wiggled his eyebrows so outrageously, she laughed. Aghast, she slapped a hand over her mouth. They couldn’t let Missy and Hawk know they were here.

  She snuck a peek around the tree and let out a snort. Like anything was going to distract those two! They were so immersed in each other, the deck could have been on fire and they wouldn’t have noticed.

  She melted a bit inside as she watched them. They looked good together. Hawk so masculine; Missy so feminine. The picture they made was so erotically beautiful, she couldn’t look away.

  Apparently, neither could Jake.

  ‘Looks like they made up,’ he said close to her ear.

  From the way Hawk was groping Missy’s bare butt, that seemed to be a good bet. The thong back of the teddy allowed him free access, and he took it. As they kissed, his hands squeezed and moulded her tight cheeks.

  Jake and Roma watched avidly as their friends made love. All the same, Roma went right up onto her tiptoes when Jake’s hands slid up under her shorts and started groping her the same way. ‘What are you doing?’ she gasped.

  ‘Just keep watching,’ he whispered into her ear.

  ‘I don’t think we should. Oh, damn!’ Watching them while he touched her? Why, that was just scandalous.

  And so hot, she just might faint.

  Carrying Missy as if she didn’t weigh a thing, Hawk walked over to the table. He carefully laid her upon it, and she lay back trustingly. The look that passed between the two was passionate and private. Jake’s hands rubbed her bottom more aggressively, and Roma felt herself getting aroused.

  With an intense look on his face, Hawk pulled Missy hips to the very edge of the table. She moaned and spread her legs wide. When he stepped up between them, Roma saw something she hadn’t seen before.

  ‘Oh, my God!’

  Jake saw where she was looking and gave her a stinging nip on the ear.

  She just couldn’t look away. She’d been in the closet with that man. She’d felt the bulge in his pants as he’d rubbed it against her, but holy cow! That was the biggest cock she’d ever seen. It was thick and unbelievably long.

  Jake’s hands slid higher under her shorts. He pushed aside the panel of her panties and began touching her – just like Hawk was touching Missy. Roma shuddered hard.

  As they watched, Hawk reached up to Missy’s breasts. He plucked at the strategically placed ribbons and, suddenly, her nipples were pointing through. They were so hard, they stood up like two red points. Apparently, that wasn’t good enough for him. Using his thumb and forefinger, he pinched a red nub. Firmly.

  Missy’s cry of delight echoed in the woods around them.

  Jake’s breath came a little harder in Roma’s ear. His fingers were still investigating her wetness below – just like Hawk’s were deep inside Missy. Reaching up, he pinched her breast through her jog bra.

  Roma sagged back against him. Oh, dear Lord!

  He was copying the couple’s lovemaking move by move.

  And from the impressive erection he rubbed against her bottom, they were both getting off on the voyeuristic game.

  ‘Take your clothes off,’ he ordered, his voice low and intense.

  He didn’t need to tell her twice. They were naked before they could miss a thing. Roma felt her exhilaration sharpen when Jake’s hands found her pussy and her breast all over again.

  Everyone waited to see what Hawk would do next.

  Roma let out a soft sound when he bent down and took Missy’s stiffened nipple into his mouth. She could almost feel him at her own breast. His cheeks hollowed out as he suckled and, from the way Missy was writhing on that table, he was tugging hard.

  Insistently, Jake turned her. He bent her back over his arm, and then she felt his mouth at her breast. Her right one. Just like Hawk was on Missy.

  The fantasy pulled Roma under.

  Missy’s hand came up to cup the back of Hawk’s head.

  She did the same to Jake.

  ‘Legs up.’

  The order drifted across the yard, and her legs buckled. She watched as Missy obediently lifted her legs and rested her ankles against Hawk’s shoulders. Suddenly, Roma found herself on her back in the dirt. Jake’s hands slid up the backs of her thighs, and she assumed the position.

  Hawk stepped forwards, and her excitement peaked. Missy hadn’t been exaggerating. He was hung like the state of Florida – only Florida had just gotten flipped upside down. She licked her lips.

  Oh, God. They shouldn’t be watching this. It was too private.

  Hawk grabbed his big cock in his hand and lined himself up. Roma felt Jake bump against her.

  ‘Are you with him?’ he asked.

  Her head turned away from the erotic scene playing out in front of them. When she looked at Jake, she didn’t find anger or jealousy. She saw arousal. Scorching-hot arousal.

  ‘Are you with her?’

  Missy suddenly groaned from the deck, and his gaze flew towards the sound.

  Hawk was penetrating his lover.

  Roma felt the pressure inside her increase as Jake’s hips swung forwards. He shuddered, and she realised that he was playing out a long-held fantasy, too.

  This was private.

  A private interlude for four.

  She quickly turned her head to watch. Hawk was burrowing deep. With the way Jake mirrored the action, the link was inevitable. Inside her head, it suddenly became her that Hawk was screwing.

  Her back arched. Oh, God. This was so hot she could hardly stand it. Reaching up, she grabbed Jake’s shoulders. Her fingernails bit into his skin.

  Hawk went deeper – and then ground his hips. Roma moaned low and long.

  Missy let out a cry, and Jake bucked.

  Both men began moving more fiercely, and Missy and Roma’s bodies undulated wildly. Hawk was just as rough as Roma thought he’d be. He fucked like a barbarian, and she felt every thrust and jerk.

  Jake bent over her, bracing his arms on either side of her head. The position gave him even more leverage. Roma raked her hands down his chest, copying Missy’s animalistic response.

  ‘Son of a bitch,’ he swore. His body was quaking.

  Roma felt herself quickly spiralling upwards. Her hips raised to meet Hawk’s. Jake’s…whoever’s.

  Bodies slapped together, and sighs filled the air. Missy came first. Her cry wafted through the morning mist, and Jake stiffened. Hawk let out a curse, and Roma’s body bowed. She came, joining in the pleasure with her friends.

  ‘Oh, damn,’ she said with a sigh as she came back to earth.

  Literally. She was lying in a bed of grass and dirt. Breathing hard, Jake relaxed on top of her.

  ‘Holy shit.’

  The couple on the deck was having just as much difficulty recovering. Limp and satiated, Roma watched as they touched each other languorously in the aftermath of lovemaking. Missy was running her fingers up and down the planes of Hawk’s back as he whispered into her ear. The intimacy between them made her smile.

  With a heavy sigh, Hawk pushed himself away from his lover. He disengaged their bodies and stretched like a lazy mountain lion.
Scratching his chest, he walked to the spot on the deck where the steps led down into the backyard.

  ‘So are you two going to keep pretending you’re big horny rabbits?’ he called, blatantly ignoring his own nudity. ‘Or do you want to come in for breakfast?’

  Roma felt her face grow hot, and she glanced with embarrassment at Jake. ‘Peter Cottontail, I presume?’

  His eyes narrowed. ‘Thumper?’

  Her jaw dropped. ‘If anyone should be Thumper, it’s you.’

  ‘Why me?’

  She looked pointedly at the spot where they were still connected. ‘You should know the answer to that.’

  He grunted and pulled back. ‘I think we’ve been spotted.’

  ‘Ya think?’

  Tiredly, he pushed himself to his feet. He rubbed the back of his head as he walked out into the clearing. Nudity, schmoodity. Neither of the guys seemed to care.

  ‘Was it as good for you two as it was for us?’ he called.

  Hawk started laughing as Missy rolled onto her side and gawked.

  ‘It was fucking fantastic. Where’s Blondie? It’s only fair that I get a peek at her.’

  Roma timidly stepped out from behind the tree. She wasn’t as audacious as the men. Pressing her legs together tightly, she gave her friends a hesitant wave. ‘Morning.’

  Hawk’s eyes narrowed, and his cock surged. ‘Looking good, Blondie. Real good.’

  ‘Hey,’ Jake snapped.

  Hawk pointedly looked at his friend’s softening boner. ‘Don’t try to pretend my woman had nothing to do with that.’

  Jake looked down, but finally had to shrug. What could he say?

  ‘Oh, stop it you two,’ Missy said as she climbed off the table. Embarrassed, she began tying the ribbons at her breasts. ‘I’m hungry.’

  Hawk rubbed the top of his head. ‘Come on in. It sounds like I’m cooking.’

  Hawk and Missy were nowhere to be found by the time Roma and Jake got dressed and stepped into the back door of the house. Roma looked around in awe. Vaulted ceilings, open-aired beams, and the kitchen! Envious, she walked in and examined the appliances. Everything was top of the line.