Planning on Forever

by Ashley Wilcox

  “Nolan, I still have on my work clothes. I’m not in the best shape to be meeting people,” I say, embarrassed by my appearance.

  “You already met them, well at least one of them, and you look beautiful, so don't worry.”

  We have only gone on one date, how have I met them? Meeting me in front of the car, he grabs my hand. “Wait,” he says, pulling me in front of him.

  “Are you any good at charades?” Nolan asks in a serious tone. I can’t even recall the last time I’ve played. It’s been awhile; that’s for sure.

  “Um, I don't know. Why?” I ask, confused with the randomness of the question.

  “Because you're my partner tonight.” He smiles and proceeds to the front door.

  We're playing charades tonight? This should be interesting. Without knocking, he walks in the front door. It’s a very nice home with all warm colors and modern fixtures. It reminds me of a Pottery Barn catalog.

  “Hello?” he calls out.

  “We're in the kitchen!” a female’s voice yells out.

  Walking into the kitchen, we are greeted by Nolan's sister and brother-in-law.

  “It's about time you brought someone to game night,” his sister jokes, coming over to shake my hand. “Hi, I'm Kelly, and I think you already met my husband, Dylan.”

  “Yes, we met the other night. Nice to meet you.”

  There are a bunch of finger foods spread out over the center island, indicating that there is going to be more people than just the four of us.

  “Alexa, do you like wine? I have red or white,” his sister calls out from inside the refrigerator.

  I have never drank wine before, but my mom drinks it all the time. She always drinks Chardonnay which is white, so I go with that. She hands me my glass and Nolan a beer.

  “Everyone else should be here soon; do you guys mind helping me carry this food in the living room?” I look up at Nolan with an angry face since I was given the impression that it was only going to be the four of us. He wraps his arm around my waist pulling me in close, and whispers in my ear, “You’re beautiful. It's just my cousins coming, and I told them I was going to try and kidnap you from work.” He says pulling me into his side to kiss my forehead.

  We grab a couple of appetizer platters and walk into the living room. Just as we are setting them down, the door swings open, and six other people that I’m assuming are his cousins, pour in.

  “Yay, you brought her!” one of the girls shouts, running over and hugging me. “We are so excited to meet you!”

  “Sorry, Nolan is the baby in the family and he has never brought a girl to game night,” one of the women chime in.

  “Alright let’s not maul her… Doll, these are my crazy cousins,” Nolan says, and then proceeds with introducing me to each of them and their husbands.

  We play for hours. I never realized how fun charades could be. Although we lost every single time, it was quite entertaining. I love his family. They’re all so friendly that I feel accepted immediately. After losing another game, Nolan stands up, announcing that we have to get going. They all sigh, and plead for us to not go yet.

  “I need to get her away from you nut jobs before she starts running for the hills,” he says, pulling me into his side.

  “Alexa, it was so nice to meet you. We hope to start seeing more of you,” his sister announces, speaking for everyone. They all nod their head in agreement.

  Getting back in the car, he immediately leans over and kisses me. “Thank you for coming tonight. They were all dying to meet you. I hope it wasn't too much,” he says, with a skeptical look.

  “No, not at all. I had so much fun. Your family is great,” I respond, truly meaning it.

  Pulling out of the driveway, he heads back in the direction we came, but instead of going straight, this time he pulls into the parking lot of the club, next to the back door. Without speaking, he comes over and opens my side of the car. Nolan grabs my hand, and drags me to the back entrance, like a man on a mission. Once he opens the door, there is a long staircase going down. To the left of the doorway looks like a normal basement with boxes with a big walk in cooler. Turning to the right there is a door. Quickly unlocking it, we walk into what looks like an apartment. He closes the door and then the next thing I know, I’m pinned in between him and the door.

  “I’ve been waiting to do this all night,” he says, cupping the back of my neck and kissing me. Instantly being turned on by his aggressiveness, I jump up, wrapping my legs around his waist. Nolan pushes me harder against the door and puts his hands underneath me for support. After kissing a little while, I whisper “bed” in his ears. Immediately, he carries me past the kitchen and little sitting area, and through a door towards the back of the apartment. He throws me on the bed, making me giggle at the force. Smiling down at me in an intense stare, he climbs on top of me, pressing sweet kisses up my stomach, up my chest until his lips meet mine.

  Tangling my fingers in his hair, I pull him in closer deepening the kiss. Feeling his tongue greet my lips, I open my mouth allowing his tongue to explore mine. Needing air, I turn my head to the side inviting his mouth down my neck, and up to my ear.

  “Tell me what you want,” Nolan whispers in my ear sending a surge of pleasure down my body.

  I need him, and crave more. I want whatever he’ll give me. There’s no holding out tonight; my body aches to feel him inside of me.

  “You,” I confess, already rocking my hips in search of more friction.

  Without another word he moves his mouth down my body; stopping when he gets to my breasts, and then pulls my shirt over my head. Grinning, I reach around my back and unfasten my bra. He quickly pulls it off and slides his mouth over one nipple while teasing the other with his fingers. I let out a sigh of pleasure, feeling his warm mouth on me; sucking, and teasing my already erect nipple. After stimulating the other one, he begins his journey down the rest of my body, trailing kisses along the way. Stopping at the top of my shorts, he looks up at me for permission. Getting my nod of approval, he pulls them down along with my panties, and throws them to the side. While giving me a sexy grin, Nolan spreads my legs open, completely exposing myself to him. After kissing the inside of both my thighs, Nolan pushes back my folds with two fingers, exposing my swollen clit. Without further delay, he flicks my nub with his tongue, sending a shock throughout my body. I have never had anyone go down on me before. The sensation is unbelievable. He continues flicking and sucking, sending my body bucking in pleasure. He smiles up at me, pleased with his dirty work.

  “Lay down,” I order, after sitting up.

  “Yes, ma’am,” he responds giving me a sexy grin, then switches positions with me.

  Climbing in between his legs, I pull down his jeans and boxers letting his erection spring free. After giving him my best seductive smile, I bend over and wrap my mouth around his length, and begin moving my mouth and hand up and down his shaft repetitively. Throwing his head back, he lets out a moan in pleasure.

  Running his fingers through my hair, he gently pulls my head back. Taking that as a hint that he is getting close to climaxing, I remove my mouth from his shaft and press wet kisses up his stomach pushing his shirt up as I move up his body. Once I get to his neck I pull the remainder of it over his head, leaving both of our bodies completely exposed.

  Moving out from underneath me, Nolan pins me down on the bed. After giving me a long hard kiss, he stands up and puts his boxers back on.

  “What are you doing?” I ask, disappointed.

  “Shh,” he whispers before climbing back on me.

  Moving his mouth over mine, he quickly catches up to where we left off. Within seconds we are back to needing and wanting, with our hands moving desperately over each other’s bodies.

  Craving more, I thrust my hips up, pushing his erection against me. Noticing my desire building he presses harder, moving his cock up and down my folds stimulating the area. Feeling my body warm with pleasure, I quicken our rhythm.

  “Oh
christ, doll,” he moans into my neck.

  Just as I’m about to plead for him to be inside me, he quickens his pace even more sending me straight into an orgasm.

  “Oh god,” I yell, overwhelmed with pleasure, sending him into his own release.

  After laying there for a few minutes, speechless and still catching our breaths, he rolls off of me. Lying on his side facing me, he smiles, and says, “Well, that was a first.”

  “What? Dry humping? You’ve never dry humped before?” I ask, laughing in disbelief.

  “Well yeah, but not to where I came in my pants,” he admits almost embarrassed.

  “I guess I’ll take that as a compliment then,” I respond with a hint of pride in my voice.

  Laughing and quickly pecking my lips, he stands up to remove his boxers before replacing them with a clean pair.

  “So, what time do you need to be home?” he asks laying back down next to me.

  I had already texted my mom earlier saying that I was going out after work, and right now, I really don't want to leave. “I don't really have a curfew,” I answer, hoping he is going to ask me to stay.

  “So it wouldn't be a problem if you didn't come home?” he asks with a hopeful look.

  I had already planned it out in my head that I’d just text my mom again and say that I was staying over at Nicole's. “Are you asking me to stay?” I question, smiling up at him.

  “Maybe,” he answers with a sexy grin.

  “Then I should probably go text my mom and tell her I’m not coming home tonight.”

  Nolan pulls me on top of him, kissing me in excitement before I push him off to grab my phone from my shorts.

  – COLLIN –

  Summer after my morning workout to see what her plans are for tonight. I dial her number, and she answers right before the fourth ring. “Hello?” she says, sounding like I just woke her up. Looking at the clock it reads nine–it's not that early.

  “Is this Summer?” I ask, making sure I have the right number.

  “Yeah, who's this?” she replies, still not sounding happy about being woken up. I'm not doing very well with first impressions with this girl.

  “This is, uh, Collin. Did I wake you?” I ask, even though I am pretty sure I did.

  “Yeah, I’m a bartender. We don't get home until at least three in the morning.” I can't tell if she is saying this sarcastically or if she really is mad at me.

  “Yeah, sorry about that. I’ve been up since six, so nine is kind of late for me,” I say, letting out a nervous chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.

  “Well, aren't you an early riser?” she kids, sounding a little more perky.

  “Not by choice, I have a strict workout schedule for football.”

  “Oh yeah, forgot you are one of those football jocks.” Now I know she is being sarcastic.

  “Anyways, I wanted to see what you’re doing tonight.”

  “I actually have to work, you guys should come down. Wednesdays are trivia night. Maybe you can prove the “dumb jock” stereotype wrong.”

  “Well, since you asked so nicely,” I reply in a sarcastic tone. “I was going to see if the guys want to come over and fish today, so I’ll ask them then. I’m sure I won't have to twist their arm.”

  “You live on the water?” she asks in an eager voice.

  “Yeah, we live on the lake with a long dock, so it's good for fishing. Have you ever fished before?” If she says yes, I may just marry her tomorrow.

  “My father and I use to fish all the time before he got sick. I used to love it–so relaxing, ya know?”

  I want to ask more about her father, noticing the sadness in her voice when she mentioned him, but I think it is too soon to go digging in her personal life. I take note for the future, but fishing–she likes to fish, huh?

  “Well, if you don't have any plans today, I’d love for you to join me. I have no problem ditching the guys for a beautiful girl,” I ask, crossing my fingers, hoping that she says yes.

  There is a long silence, and I could have sworn I heard a sniffle.

  Is she crying?

  “Yeah, sure. That would be awesome; I haven't fished in so long.”

  Wow, this is amazing; she plays pool, drinks beer, and now I find out that loves to fish. I didn't know girls like this existed. Alexa watched me fish once while lying out in the sun on the dock. She kept complaining about the “fishy” smell, and feeling bad for the fish getting hooked in the mouth. It was probably my least favorite fishing experience and one that never happened again.

  “Cool, I’ll even make you lunch too. Where do you live? I can pick you up,” I say, super pumped for today.

  “I can drive; that’d be stupid for you to drive here and then back to your house. Just text me the directions.”

  That actually works out great so I can go to the store and get what we need for lunch. “Can do. What time should I expect my new fishing partner?”

  “I just have to take a quick shower and make a quick stop somewhere, so probably an hour and a half,” she answers.

  “Well, I should let you go then. See you soon!”

  “Okay, bye.”

  I didn't really expect our first date to be fishing, but I'll take it. I quickly hop in the shower, and get dressed so I can get to the grocery store to buy what we need for lunch.

  Exactly an hour and a half later, I get a text message that she is about to pull in the driveway. Opening up the front door, I see an older Jeep Wrangler, with the top off, pull in. I signal for her to park in the turn around since our cleaning lady is expected to come today, then walk over to greet her.

  “Wow, your house is beautiful,” she says, motioning to the exterior of my home.

  “Thanks, I can’t take much credit since my parents designed it. I just live here.” My house is pretty awesome. Living on the water in a house like mine feels like you’re on vacation twenty-four seven.

  “I have everything set up out back,” I say, taking her hand, and leading her to the back yard.

  Summer is so simple, and just naturally beautiful. She doesn't have on a shirt that tries to make her boobs look bigger, they are a perfect size anyways, no makeup on that I can see, and no heels trying to make her legs look longer. I think that’s what makes her more appealing to me.

  Walking out on the dock, I see her face brighten when she sees the view. I have to say, it is probably the best view you'll find of the lake.

  “So, do you like to fish with a lure or a worm?” I ask, reaching down to my tackle box.

  Squatting down next to me, she examines my collection of fishing tools. She picks up my favorite lure, indicating that this is not her first rodeo; she knows a good lure when she sees it. I can’t help but chuckle while leaning over to grab one for myself. How many girls know the difference in lures? None that I’ve met. Until now.

  “What's so funny?” she asks.

  “Nothing, I just have never met a girl like you,” I say, shaking my head and smiling.

  “Is that good or bad?” she questions.

  “Good. Definitely good,” I assure her, casting out my line.

  We fish for a while, talking and teasing each other. We talk about school, and how she goes to the same local college that Travis will be attending. We talk about her job at the bar and how she works five nights week, so she can afford to pay for her apartment and schooling. She doesn’t mention her family, so I don’t ask. I tell her how I’m going away to college at the beginning of next month, and that football is pretty much my life.

  Knowing how much she has to work to support herself, I feel bad telling her that I’ve never worked a day in my life. My parents have always encouraged me to focus on school and football, saying that I’ll have the rest of my life to work. A couple of years ago, they opened up a debit account that they deposit money into each month for me, kind of like an allowance. Summer didn't seem too phased by it, though. She just said, “must be nice”, with a smile. After we eat lunch, I ask her if she wants to fish
a little more, but she tells me that she actually has to get going, she has some things to do before work tonight.

  “Are you guys coming in later?” she asks, helping me clear the table from lunch. I’m happy to know she isn't sick of me yet.

  “We’ll be there,” I reply.

  Holding my wrist up to look at my watch, I joke, “And, it looks like I’ve got some time to brush up on my trivia.”

  “Yes. Trivia night can be very competitive,” she says sarcastically.

  “What do you get for winning?” I ask, hoping that the answer is her.

  “I guess you’ll have to make sure you win to find out.”

  Must. Win. Trivia Night!

  – ALEXA –

  There’s nothing like waking up in the arms of an incredibly sexy, almost naked man; especially, one that wakes you up with soft kisses along your neck and spine. Although I feel like I’m floating amongst the clouds in my own piece of heaven, I know that I need to get up and get home before my parents start worrying.

  The remainder of the week consists of only work and Nolan. Any free time we have outside of our jobs, we spend together. And when we aren’t together, we’re texting each other. Nolan has swept me off my feet; he has become my world within a blink of an eye.

  Since today is a Saturday, Nolan has to work at the club. As disappointing as it is to not be able to hang out with him, it does give me an opportunity to catch up with my girlfriends. Nicole, Amanda, and I have plans to go to a house party of a friend of Nicole’s after we get out of work. Even though Nicole and I live in the same town, she goes to a private school, so I don’t really know many of her friends. The majority of the student body at her school are wealthy, and known to throw some killer parties, so I’m pretty excited to go.

  Once Nicole and I get the ice cream stand cleaned and closed up, we head over to Amanda’s house to get ready to go to the party.