by Mia Archer
I shivered and wrapped my arms around her as I felt something that was completely unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. Something that was so intense that I knew this was what I wanted.
Fuck what the pastor and the old ladies at the church said about how wrong this was. What did they know living in this same small three stoplight town their entire lives?
It was like I was touching the divine in that moment with her hands running all over me. It was insane. It was wrong. It was everything I needed and everything I’d been warned against and everything that was wrong and right in the world all wrapped up into one package as her arms wrapped around me and I was dwarfed by her power. By her strength.
I felt a desire, a yearning deep in the pit of my stomach that moved down and ignited between my legs that had never been there before. She brought that out in me in a way no one ever had.
The shivering finally subsided and I pulled back. Robin stared at me in astonishment.
“Was that… did you just?”
“Did I just what?”
“You know. Did you just… come?”
I blushed at her crude words. Yet I also wondered. Was she right? That had been intense. It was like riding a wave of pure pleasure. It was so much better than anything I’d felt with a guy. Was that what it felt like to have an orgasm?
The dampness between my legs certainly showed that I was hot and bothered. The problem was I didn’t have a basis of comparison so I had no way of knowing.
“I… I think it was,” I said. “I don’t know because I’ve never…”
Robin grinned. “Damn. That’s the first time a girl has ever done that with just a touch, but that’s just the beginning…”
She moved in again and I sighed and wanted to let it happen, but at the same time I was terrified. Terrified that I wanted this too much. Terrified that I was about to do something supremely stupid that I might regret for the rest of my life because I was letting worldly desires get in the way of doing the right thing.
All those thoughts about how the pastor could go fuck himself scared me now that I wasn’t in the middle of those feelings. What had I just done? What was I doing? Pleasure was replaced with mild panic.
I put a hand out against her chest. That felt nice, but I realized what I was doing and pulled my hand away like I’d touched a hot stove. She looked down in surprise.
“I think you should take me back to the church now,” I said.
It killed me to say that, but it had to be said. Otherwise I was going to make a mistake. A big mistake.
“Are you serious? After that you want to go back?”
Something about the tone in her voice stung and I looked away. That must have sparked something in her because I felt her hand on my cheek again. She pulled me back to look at her.
“Hey, it’s okay Mari,” she said. “I was just surprised that you’d want to stop after that, but I understand. It’s totally fine.”
“Really?” I asked.
I had no experience with this sort of thing. I was adrift and she was the expert, and maybe that scared me just a little too. This was a lot to process.
“Sure, it’s no problem at all,” she said. “Here, let me help you up. I’ll even walk you back.”
I let her help me up and then I wrapped her in a hug. A hug that caused my cheeks to color as I felt that same heat coursing through me. That heat that caused me to do stupid dangerous things.
I pulled away from the hug. I needed to go now or I really was going to lose control and do something regrettable. Something amazing.
Robin had an odd look on her face for a moment, but then it was replaced with a smile as she held her hand out. “My lady?”
I took it with a smile. It was nice of her to respect boundaries like that even as there was a disappointed voice whispering that all I wanted was for her to be the girl I thought she was and take me.
I squashed that thought and concentrated on the nice day around us that was quickly turning into a nice evening. I hadn’t realized how long we’d been out here. Sunday school was well over and youth group would be starting soon enough.
Usually I looked forward to that even if it involved Alan bothering me, but for some reason tonight the only thing I could think of was how disappointing it was that I’d be ending this wonderful, confusing, and oh so hot afternoon with Robin.
6
Robin
I tried to concentrate on my breathing. Tried to concentrate on the nice evening around us. I tried to think about baseball or business or anything but the gorgeous body built for sin walking next to me in that church sun dress.
Ever since that kiss all I could think about was what I would love to do with her. It took all of my self control not to try my usual lines on her once things were getting hot and heavy.
I could feel how much she wanted it. I knew all it would take was a little bit of teasing here, a word there, and she could be mine.
Only that felt wrong somehow. She would’ve been mine for a moment, but it would’ve been going against everything she believed. It would only be a moment, and maybe it was stupid but I found myself thinking about what it would be like to build a life with this gorgeous girl.
“This really was nice,” Mari said. “And I appreciate you, y’know…”
“Not a problem,” I said.
Of course I still had a big problem. Pressing against her had been the closest I think I’ve ever come to experiencing heaven on earth. It made me imagine what it would feel like to have her pressed against me without all those pesky clothes in between, and that was a thought that was proving very difficult to get rid of.
“It’s just that I know it’s a kiss and all but I’ve been saving myself and I’ve never done something like that with a…”
I let her drone on. The reminder that this would’ve been her first time both made me feel better about myself and worse about giving up that opportunity at the same time. The admission that she’d never done anything like that with a girl?
Well I was kicking myself and congratulating myself and I wasn’t sure which way to go.
I was a hero. I was an idiot. It depended entirely on which brain was doing the thinking, and there was one hell of a duel going down between the two of them right now.
I sighed.
“Is something wrong?” she asked.
I realized she’d been droning on about purity and all that for a little while now and I hadn’t been paying attention to a word of it. My internal conflict was a little more interesting than that bullshit anyways. I’d been with plenty of girls who spouted those lines, and most of them seemed to forget all about it the moment things got hot and heavy.
So why did I stop with her? Why was she different? Best to think about that later. Best to lie about that sigh in the here and now.
“I was thinking about how sad I’m going to be to drop you off at that church here in a couple of minutes,” I said.
Yeah, that sounded good.
She looked up at me and grinned. “Does that line work on the other girls you try it on?”
I grinned right back at her. “Maybe it does. Maybe it doesn’t. The only thing I’m worried about is whether or not it’s working on you right now.”
That seemed to throw her for a loop. “I don’t know. I know how girls like you operate. You get one kiss and think that means you’re getting the world.”
“Oh yeah? So you think you know all about how girls like me operate even though this is the first real time we’ve ever spent together? Getting a little judgmental again, aren’t we?”
She had the good grace to blush. God it was hot when she blushed. Again, anything she did was hot as far as I was concerned. I was deeply interested in what was going on under that dress, and I was deeply distressed that I wasn’t going to find out today.
More than that I was interested in what was going on between her ears. It hurt a little to see all the small town rumors I’d ever heard about me being spouted by this pretty
thing.
Things had gone well for the most part, though, and it looked like spending time with me was overcoming some of those rumors. There was always a chance something might happen down the line if I played my cards right.
Right now it was obvious she was still a little unsure about the whole “getting with a girl” thing though, and I wasn’t going to press that.
I stopped right before we rounded a corner that would put us in front of her church. I could see the steeple rising over a couple of houses in front of us. The important thing is we were blocked from view, so no prying eyes over there would be able to see us. Even from the second floor which had a nice view of the town.
Assuming there wasn’t someone up there in that bell tower looking down at us. That seemed pretty unlikely though.
“So we’re about to round the corner and you’re going to go back to your church world,” I said. “How about I get one last kiss to remember you by?”
Mari blushed again. She seemed to be doing that a lot around me. I got the feeling she hadn’t done this sort of thing very often with guys, let alone with a girl. I got the distinct feeling that I may have just gotten farther with her than any guy ever had.
Talk about a hot idea. I shivered just thinking about it.
“So you expect me to just give you another kiss like that?” she asked. “You’re awfully confident, aren’t you?”
I reached an arm around her petite waist and tried not to think too much about what it would feel like to have both my hands on that waist while she was on top of me doing the sort of things that good girls like her shouldn’t be doing with girls, let alone “girls like me.”
“It’s not confidence if that’s just the way the world works,” I said.
“I don’t know. One kiss and you’ll think I want to hop in bed with you or something,” she said.
“It’s not like that at all,” I said.
I mean of course it was sort of like that on some level. Of course I wanted to hop in bed with her. It would take a dead man, or woman, to not want to hop in bed with her. I’d love to get with her on principle, but I wasn’t going to push her into doing anything she didn’t want.
“Is it really? Because maybe I’d like it if it was…”
She bit her lip and my whole body twitched. I’m sure she felt that since she was close enough that her stomach was pressing against me once more leaving me wondering what it would feel like with nothing between us. She was so hot. She had a body built for sin and an innocent face that made me want to corrupt her.
And now she was playing hard to get. God how I loved it. The combination of her beauty and her unwillingness to just hop into bed with me was like a siren’s call. I had to see this girl again, but right now I was totally serious about that kiss.
She batted her eyelashes at me and then leaned up and brushed her lips against mine. It was a quick brush, but then I pulled her against me again and pressed my lips against hers.
I hope no one was watching, because otherwise they were about to be scandalized in a way that only a small town could be scandalized by two girls kissing.
Her mouth opened to mine and I was greeted by the intoxicating taste of the forbidden good girl who should’ve been completely off limits.
It was a perfect moment. One that ended all too soon.
She pulled away and winked at me. “Naughty girl.”
“I think you like it that way,” I responded.
“Maybe, maybe not,” she said, giving me a once over that left no doubt in my mind that she’d enjoyed every minute of that.
She turned and rounded the corner to walk back to the church. I followed after her and made sure she got over there without anyone causing any trouble. Not that there was much worry of someone causing trouble for her in this town. Bad things didn’t happen in this place. At least not when you were talking about crime.
I watched until she disappeared into the side entrance to the church. Once I was sure she was safe in there I was about to turn to leave when I saw motion out of the corner of my eye. Someone had been sitting on the church’s front steps. Someone in dark clothes that were difficult to make out in the rapidly approaching twilight. Someone who was staring at the spot where Mari had disappeared around the corner.
I knew who it was immediately. Alan. He’d been out there waiting for her. Lights were on in the church and there was obviously something going on in there tonight, but he’d been avoiding the fun and hanging out outside keeping tabs on her.
My eyes narrowed. That guy was going to be trouble. I just knew it. I was going to have to keep a closer eye on Mari when he was around. Luckily my place of business was within sight of that church.
Which reminded me that I needed to get back to John and see if all the business for the evening was concluded. I wondered if he’d managed to get rid of Flower Child, or if I’d find him reeking of the old lady’s perfume when I got back. I chuckled and tried not to think about Mari or Alan as I was pulled back into the life I’d made for myself.
I stepped into the alley and John fixed me with a baleful glare.
“So glad you finally decided to come back,” he said. “I thought you were only going to be gone for a little while?”
I shrugged. “What can I say? I got a little preoccupied.
John grunted. “Yeah, I’d be preoccupied if I had a hot piece like that coming after me too.”
“Hey, she’s more than that,” I snapped without thinking about it. John looked me up and down with obvious surprise.
“So she really? That girl is…”
“Yes and yes,” I said, clipping off each word.
“Sorry. Didn’t mean to push you there. I was just saying she’d be a lot nicer than dealing with old Flower Child.”
“She try to give you the ol’ hippie dip again?”
“She tried. Finally had to push her out of the alley to get her away from me,” John said. He shuddered then grinned at me. “How about you? How’d things go on your end? Is that her perfume I smell on you?”
Whoops. I suppose I would’ve gotten a bit of her perfume on me. I didn’t think it would be enough for him to smell. Especially since it smelled like he’d taken a bath in whatever reeking patchouli concoction Flower Child had left over from the ‘60s when she’d been more in line with the kind of girl little John here would like to get with if the pictures she’d shown us were any indication.
Not that pictures of what she’d looked like once upon a time were going to get John in the mood to get with the wrinkled old lady today. I shook my head thinking of that day. Talk about desperate. Like she expected John to close his eyes and imagine her forty years ago.
“I guess you could say things went pretty well,” I said, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.
“So did you get inside that sun dress? Was it as hot as I’m imagining?”
I smacked John’s shoulder. “Stop it John. That girl is…”
I didn’t know what she was exactly. All I knew was I didn’t want John going on about all the things he’d like to do to her. I’d like to keep that to my fantasy life, thank you very much. That did remind me of the trouble I’d seen brewing on the church steps.
“Hey, I think we should keep an eye on her,” I said.
“I got no problem with that,” John replied.
“No, I don’t mean like that. I mean I think that Alan asshole might be trouble. We need to keep an eye on her and make sure he doesn’t try something stupid.”
John cracked his knuckles. “No argument from me on that. Been looking for an excuse to bust that asshole’s head for awhile now,” he said.
I looked out towards the church. From here we could see the side entrance and the front steps. Alan had disappeared, but I knew he was out there somewhere waiting to cause trouble.
I just hoped I’d be there when it started.
7
Mari
“Okay everybody. We’re going to get started here in a little while, so if anyone
doesn’t want the pizza we brought now’s the time to leave,” Jamie said.
The youth leader clapped his hands together and smiled over at me. He knew how much I hated pizza. At least the stuff he always ordered. He said the local stuff was better than any chain, but it made me want to puke.
“Looks like it’s another night walking over to the Chinese place before the lock-in starts,” I said.
“Are you sure you want that stuff again? It always stinks everything up,” Richard replied.
“Hey. Don’t forget that this is going to be the last time I get to stink you out with that stuff. I’m not missing that opportunity!”
Richard rolled his eyes and glanced across the room to where Alan sat glowering. Everyone else seemed to think he was taking it pretty hard that this was the last youth group lock-in he’d be able to participate in without officially being an adult and a chaperone.
The way he looked at me from time to time made me think it was something different. I told myself he couldn’t possibly know about what happened with Robin last weekend.
Still, he hadn’t said anything to me which was also a little worrying. Right about now he’d usually be all over me asking if I wanted to go off for some private time with him in some dark secluded corner of the church later after everyone went to sleep.
“Something wrong?”
“It’s nothing,” I said.
Even though I felt like it was a lot more than nothing. Something was going on there.
“Worried about the asshole coming over and bothering you?” Richard asked. “I can always take him down with some of my awesome karate moves.”
“I thought you were studying tae kwan do?” I asked.
Richard shrugged. “Don’t really care as long as it’s hand to hand. Not that the overweight guys in white robes around here are exactly ancient masters of the art or anything.”
“I’m sure you’ll do just fine when you try out for the FBI or whoever it is,” I said, patting his cheek.