American Honey

by Heidi McLaughlin

She grinned and climbed into the truck. I shut the door behind her and adjusted the bulge in my shorts before going over to get into the driver’s side. I told her last night I wanted to take things slow with her, but I was tempted to take her somewhere we could be alone and get naked.

  I got in and started the truck. She reached out to take my hand as she looked out her window. It was such a small gesture, but meant so much to me. I lifted it to my lips and planted a soft kiss on the back of it. She turned her head and smiled and me.

  I will never forget that one moment as long as I lived. In that one simple moment, I lost my heart to that girl forever. I wanted to say something, but I was too overcome with emotion. I also didn’t want to admit to her yet how much I’d fallen for her.

  “So where are we going?” She asked again, breaking the spell of the moment.

  I shook my head and smiled. “I’m not telling you.”

  She stuck out her lower lip just a little bit and gave me the saddest look I’d ever seen – one I’m sure she was used to using to get her way with quite often. “Please?” She pleaded with me.

  “Nope,” I laughed. “Those doe eyes aren’t going to work on me.” I wasn’t sure who I was trying to convince more – her or me. When she looked at me that way it was hard not to give her whatever the hell she asked for.

  “Hmph,” she grumbled and looked back out the window but never let go of my hand.

  We continued down the road and soon it turned to gravel and she turned to me again. She opened her mouth to say something, but I gave her a stern look and she clamped it shut. I had to fight from laughing; she looked so frustrated.

  I made one last turn down an old logging road. We finally came to a clearing and I parked the truck. “Wait here,” I told her before getting out and getting some stuff from the back of the truck. I had thought about taking her to some fancy restaurant for dinner, but that wasn’t really who I was. I was a simple guy with simple needs. Despite her city upbringing, I got the vibe from her she was a simple girl. Guess I would find out tonight.

  I laid out a blanket on the grass and looked up. She was moving around in the truck, trying to get a glimpse of what I was doing. She probably had an idea by now that I was setting up a picnic dinner for us. Her grandma had provided me with some cold chicken and other sides and I had picked up a couple bottles of cheap champagne. I set up some music on my phone and put out the vase with a couple of wild flowers I got last minute for an extra touch.

  I stood up and surveyed my work. I hoped she wasn’t disappointed. I went back to the truck and opened the door, offering her my hand to help her down.

  “What is this place?” She asked looking around as she stepped down. I held onto her hand as we walked over to the blanket I laid out for us.

  “I found it one night when I went for a drive to clear my head. The sun was setting and it was so beautiful. I come back every once in awhile and I wanted to share it with you.”

  She sat down on the blanket and checked out all the food. “You did all of this for me?”

  I nodded and joined her, sitting close. “Of course. I have to admit, your grandma helped with the food, but everything else was me.”

  She threw her arms around my neck. “Thank you,” she whispered, holding me tight. “No one’s ever done anything like this for me.”

  Her comment made me wonder what kind of men she dated before me. They must have been total assholes. Who wouldn’t want to give her the world?

  “I thought maybe you would be disappointed. I figured guys take you to fancy restaurants in the city and you would think this was lame,” I admitted.

  She shook her head furiously, her hair moving around her face. “No way. This is by far the best thing ever.”

  I grinned, happy that I had made her smile. We dug into the food, talking about her time spent in Mountain growing up. She didn’t talk about her parents very much, mentioning her Grandma the most. I could tell the two of them had a pretty special relationship.

  “What about your parents?” She asked, taking a sip from her cup of champagne. We were on our second bottle and she laughed at me when I poured it into the red plastic cups I brought.

  “You met my dad,” I replied. “It’s always been he and I. My mom left when I was young and I haven’t talked to her since. She has never wanted anything to do with me.” I shrugged and picked at a pretend piece of grass on my leg.

  Kara put her hand on my arm. “I’m so sorry.”

  “It’s ok.” I took her hand in mine. “I’ll be honest though. My dad has been hung up on her all of these years. He’s never really moved on. He’s been on a date here or there, but he’s still pining away for her and I think he hopes she’s going to come back. I vowed I would never fall for someone like that.” I reached my other hand up and cupped her cheek. “Until I met you. Now I finally get it.”

  She brought a hand up to touch my mine. “JT,” she said softly.

  I put a finger to her lips. “Don’t say anything, Kara. I know we just met and this is all brand new. It’s crazy, but I’m totally falling for you.”

  She moved my fingers. “I’m falling for you too,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

  I leaned in and kissed her gently. “Good.”

  We cleaned up our picnic, leaving the champagne and music, so we could lie back on the blanket. I had brought along a lantern for when it was dark, but I turned it off so we could look at the stars. It was another clear night and I was always amazed at how full of stars the sky was out here away from all of the city lights.

  I had my arm around her shoulder and she was settled against my side. She seemed to fit perfectly there, like our bodies were made to go together like two puzzle pieces.

  “Look!” I pointed up to the sky. “A shooting star!”

  “Where?” she asked excitedly. “I missed it. Did you make a wish?”

  I looked down at her. “I did.”

  “What did you wish for?” She asked breathlessly.

  “I can’t tell you or it won’t come true,” I murmured before bending my head to kiss her.

  Our kisses grew in intensity and my hands roamed her whole body. I wanted her so bad, but I wasn’t going to take her like this on a blanket outside for our first time.

  “JT,” she whimpered after one of our kisses. “I want you.”

  “I want you too, but not here. Not like this.” My hand slid up her leg. Maybe I could give her a little relief.

  My fingers found the edge of her panties and I groaned into her mouth when I discovered how wet she was for me. I rubbed her through the flimsy fabric and soon she was panting. I slipped my hand down the front of them and began to tease the swollen clit with my finger tip.

  “Come for me, Kara,” I whispered hoarsely. “Come all over my hand.”

  She nodded and moaned, arching into me. Fuck I was going to go home with the worst case of blue balls ever, but knowing I got her off would make it a little better.

  I moved my finger faster and she clutched my arm, digging her nails into me. She circled her hips, her whimpers getting louder. “Let it go, baby.”

  She tensed beneath me and cried out my name. I swallowed her cries and stuck my finger inside her as she climaxed, her pussy walls pulsing around me. God damn I couldn’t wait to get inside her.

  I let her ride out her orgasm on my finger until she relaxed beneath me. “Fuck,” she mumbled under her breath.

  I pulled my hand out from her panties and licked my finger. “Damn, woman, you taste good.”

  She blushed and reached for the button on my shorts. “Your turn.”

  I took her hands and shook my head. “As hard as I am for you and as much as I want you to get me off too, tonight was about you, Kara. Everything – from this picnic until just now – it’s all been for you.”

  “Are you sure?”

  I took her hands and brought them to my mouth, kissing each one softly. “Yes, I’m more than sure. Soon I will have you totally naked and I will
be buried deep inside that sweet pussy, but not tonight.”

  She closed her eyes and sighed and I couldn’t help but kiss her nose. “You’re so sexy when you come.”

  She giggled nervously and I wanted to ask her about her previous partners. Were they adventurous with her? Did they compliment her? Most importantly, did they satisfy her? It didn’t matter because I was going to make sure she was totally and completely satisfied.

  We snuggled back together, watching the stars quietly when she lifted her head to look at me, resting her chin on my chest. “Does this mean you’re my boyfriend?”

  “Damn straight! And you’re my girlfriend.”

  She smiled and put her head back down. She gave me a light squeeze with the arm that was around my waist and I kissed the top of her head.

  The last thing I was looking for that summer was a girlfriend but I couldn’t be happier that I found one.

  Chapter Seven ~ Kara

  “Skinny Dippin”

  JT and I were pretty inseparable after that night. He came into the diner every day for lunch, sometimes alone, and sometimes with his dad. A few nights he would even pick me up from there when I was done and we would go to his house to hang out, go hang with some friends, or come back to my grandparents’ cottage to go swimming.

  I had fallen hard and fast for him but we still didn’t talk about what would happen when I went back to Madison. Every time someone even mentioned it, we both changed the subject.

  The more I thought about it, the more I realized I wasn’t even sure I wanted to go back. While I missed having a Target five minutes away and my morning Starbucks, I had gotten used to small town living and a slower way of life.

  We were making out in the front seat of his truck again one night when I banged my elbow into the door. It hurt like a mother fucker and we stopped kissing so he could rub it.

  “Fuck I wish one of us had our own place,” he mumbled before leaning down to kiss me.

  “I know.” I had hardly any privacy at my grandparents’ even though they left us alone for the most part. JT’s dad was cool when we hung out there, but he was always around. He literally went to work, came home, and did nothing. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. We tried to get him to come to my grandparents a couple of times for a cookout, but he always declined. I found myself really disliking JT’s mom for what she did to both of them.

  We were both so ready to sleep together, but lack of privacy had put any of those plans on hold. That’s why I was excited to tell him my news tonight.

  “I do have a surprise for you.”

  “What’s that?” He tried to peek down my shirt. “A new bra?”

  I giggled and shook my head. “Even better. My grandparents are going out of town for the night Friday.”

  “What?” He paused as if he didn’t believe what he had just heard.

  “Grandma and Grandpa are going out of town Friday night. They have to head to Appleton for a doctor’s appointment for Grandpa’s knee, so they are visiting some friends and spending the night. They’ll be back Saturday morning some time.”

  “Holy shit,” he ran his hands through is messy sandy-blond hair and put his baseball cap back on. “That means that you’ll be home alone?”

  I grinned and nodded. “Yes.”

  “In a couple of nights you’ll have the cottage to yourself?” He asked again.

  “Yes. To be honest, I think Grandma planned this a little bit on purpose so we could have some alone time. She made a comment the other day about us having such little privacy.”

  “Remind me to kiss that woman,” he grinned.

  “Be careful,” I laughed. “If Grandpa gets wind of that, he’ll cancel. You know how he is.” Grandpa loved JT, but he still gave him a warning now and again about what he would do to him if he hurt me or did anything bad.

  “That I do,” he chuckled. “This gives me something to look forward to for sure. I’ve been dying to have you sleep in my arms.”

  “Is that all you have in mind?” I teased.

  “Actually, sleep is the last thing on my mind, but I didn’t want to come right out and say it.”

  “That’s ok,” I took off his cap and leaned into him for a kiss. “Cause it’s the last thing on mind too.”

  ***

  The rest of the week was like torture for us. JT was busy at work, staying late most nights. We only saw each other at lunch when he came into the diner and talked on the phone each night.

  Grandma was getting worried about leaving me to run the diner alone. They were leaving early on Friday morning and wouldn’t be back until the middle of the morning rush on Saturday. She had a million lists for me and gave me the same instructions over and over again.

  I wasn’t worried about the diner; while it wasn’t easy, I could run that place in my sleep. What really frazzled my nerves was the thought of finally sleeping with JT on Friday night. Should I get some sexy lingerie? Even if I wanted to, where would I get it on such short notice? Should I plan anything special?

  I finally decided to keep it simple. That’s what worked for us so far, so why change it? I told him to come over after work Friday night. I would cook him dinner and we could go for a swim. I figured we could take it from there.

  When Friday morning arrived, I was a ball of nerves. I kissed Grandpa goodbye and helped him into the car. Grandma gave me a hug. “Have fun.” She winked at me and I couldn’t help but giggle. She knew what JT and I were up to tonight even though she didn’t say anything. I gave her another quick hug and assured her everything at the diner would be fine.

  Friday seemed busier than usual at the diner, but I was ok with that; it kept my mind off of JT and what was going to happen tonight. We sent a few texts back and forth throughout the day, but neither of us mentioned what was about to happen.

  I finally closed up the diner and made it back to the cottage around four in the afternoon. JT had sent me a text earlier, warning me he may be later again because they had a big job come in. I was disappointed, but totally understood. JT was all his dad had and he had to be there for him.

  I took an extra long shower, trying to loosen up my tense muscles. I shaved my legs carefully and laughed at myself. I was as bad as a sixteen year old girl who was going to lose her virginity. I didn’t have a ton of past partners, but I wasn’t lacking experience when it came to sex. Why was I so nervous about sleeping with JT?

  Because I loved him. There. I admitted it. I loved JT. Should I tell him tonight? What if he didn’t say it back? I didn’t want him to think I was confusing sex and love either.

  I got dressed in shorts and tank top after my shower, throwing my hair up into a messy bun on top of my head. I poured myself a glass of wine to help myself relax and went out on the dock to wait for him.

  I was almost done with my wine when I heard his truck pull up to the cottage. I swore the butterflies went into overdrive when they heard the rumbling sounds of his truck. I waited on the dock for him and could hear his footsteps get closer.

  “Hey you, sorry I’m late.” He sat down next to me on the bench and leaned over for a kiss. He was wearing a faded grey t-shirt and his camo shorts. His hair was damp from a shower and he had decided to forgo the baseball hat tonight.

  “That’s ok,” I smiled up at him.

  “Got started without me?” He nodded to the empty glass of wine.

  “Yep, I needed to relax.”

  He put an arm around me and pulled me into him. “Why did you need to relax?”

  “It’s crazy, but I’m nervous about tonight,” I admitted to him in a small voice.

  “Me too.”

  “We should go with the flow and let things happen naturally, right? That’s why we’re so good.”

  “True.” He rubbed my shoulder. “That’s one of the reasons I love you; you’re so easy to be with. I can be me and don’t have to pretend or play any games.”

  I sat forward and looked at him. “Did you say you loved me?”

  Hi
s cheeks got red and he started stammering. “Yeah, I guess I did. It’s true though.”

  “I love you too.”

  He smiled and all of my nerves and tension melted away. I stood up and lifted my tank top over my head. I wasn’t wearing a bra and the look on his face was priceless when he saw my naked breasts.

  “What are you doing?”

  I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off of my hips. They pooled at my feet, revealing my black lacey thong. I stepped out of them and stood in front of him. “Let’s go skinny dipping.”

  He groaned and slid a hand up my thigh. “God, you have the sexiest panties,” he murmured and hooked his thumbs in the waistband. He pulled them from me painfully slow. When I was totally naked in front of him, he stood up and kissed my lips softly. “You’re so beautiful, Kara.”

  “Thanks,” I smiled and turned around, jumping into the water headfirst. I came up for air to find him still standing there.

  “What are you doing?” I called out to him. “Get your clothes off and get your naked ass in here!”

  “Yes, ma’am,” he laughed and began to strip. Soon he jumped in and swam to me, pulling me against him. The water was shallow enough for us to stand up, but deep enough to hide our naked bodies from any curious onlookers at the nearby cottages. His erection was pressed against my stomach and I ached for him to be inside me.

  We kissed and I wrapped my legs around him, the head of his cock probing my entrance. “JT,” I whispered. “I want you.”

  “Are you on birth control?” he asked, breathing hard. We’d had weeks of foreplay between us and were both more than ready to consummate this relationship. We could be slow later; right now, I wanted him buried deep.

  “Yes. And I’m clean.”

  “Me too,” he groaned as my hand encircled his cock and slowly guided it inside me. My head fell back with a moan and he leaned forward to nibble on my neck as my body adjusted to his invasion. Fuck, he felt even better than I had imagined all of those nights alone in my bed.

  When he was all the way in, he cupped my ass in his hands and held me still as he thrust in and out of me. I adjusted the angle of my hips slightly so his pubic bone was bumping my clit. I leaned back in the water far enough for him to capture a nipple in his mouth. When he sucked on it gently, I exploded around his cock, biting my lip so I didn’t cry out.