Sucker for the Boss
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“or the lack thereof” she said with a roll of her eyes and they both laughed again.
“Well, take it from me. Relationships are all overrated” he said and looked away, her smile dropped instantly.
“I don’t believe that as a rule. My parents have had a beautiful and happy marriage and I know of so many other similar relationships” she said and drew her knees to her chin, her arms were entwined around her legs.
“Maybe…I just haven’t experienced it. I probably just have a terrible sense of judgement” he said with a laugh but she didn’t join in.
“I can’t wait to have that. Have what my parents have had” Rebecca continued and he looked at her with sullen eyes, she could see he was in pain simply thinking about it but she continued, she wanted him to purge his soul.
“I can’t wait to find someone who is truly in love with me. To start a life with him” as she said the words, she saw him growing visibly uncomfortable. He crossed his brows and turned to her again.
“Aren’t you a little too young to think like that? Why do you want to settle down when you can be free and independent?” his voice had changed, to something that sounded like anger and resentment.
“Well, I’m 22 and I don’t believe it’s too early. Besides, who said that you can’t be free and independent just because you’re in love” she felt more powerful than him now, she could see him struggling with his emotions but his eyes never left his face. They both held each others’ gaze and she enjoyed the moment, she was enlightening him, Noel Harper and she could see he felt powerless in her hands.
“The right person will enable you to live your dreams, not stop you from them” she said and he remained silent. “So, yes, maybe you do have a poor judgement of people. I don’t believe I do and when I find someone who has the strength to believe in me and love me, I will finally be able to begin living my life” she watched as his eyes narrowed and darkened. She believed he needed to hear it, needed to know that all women were not like his ex-wife.
He finally looked away from her and towards the lake again and it was her turn to keep her gaze focused on him.
“You’re too wise for your age” he said finally, drowsily, without turning to look at her. She smiled, just as her father returned from his walk in the woods.
“That was refreshing” he said loudly and Noel turned to look at him with a weak smile.
“What are you guys talking about?” he asked and came over to give Rebecca a pat on her head.
“Oh nothing much, just regular life stuff” Rebecca said, smiling up at John as he reached for the empty cup of hot chocolate beside her.
“I should warn you Noel, don’t get Becky started on the regular life stuff conversation. She’ll have you converted to her philosophies before you even know what she’s doing” he said with a laugh and walked towards his tent to make some more hot chocolate for them.
“Don’t I know that” she thought she heard Noel say, but he had said it in a whisper, while looking at her through narrowed eyes and with a light smile on his lips.
“I don’t want anymore to drink dad. I’m heading off to bed now” Rebecca said as she stood up. For some reason, she felt like she was going to sleep well that night.
*****
Rebecca woke up to a loud splash and peeped out of the gap in her tent zipper. She could see Noel’s bare arms as he made broad strokes in the otherwise still lake. She rubbed her eyes and reached for her father’s old t-shirt which she had stolen from him years ago. She wriggled into it and stood up, the small cotton shorts she had slept in were covered entirely by the length of the t-shirt which just about reached the middle of her thighs.
Unzipping the tent, Rebecca stepped out and breathed in deeply. Waking up to the bright yellow sun which cast its rays on the woody surroundings, was the moment she had been waiting for, for a very long time. A saucepan, with water boiling in it, lay covered with a lid on the low burning fire and she walked over to it. One of the four bone-china cups her father had packed was placed near the saucepan and she poured in the boiling water. A teabag had already been placed inside the cup for her.
“Morning” she heard his voice as he pulled himself out of the lake and Rebecca smiled at him. His bare body had distracted her and she noticed how the water slid off his well-worked muscles. A little tuft of black hair, sprinkled with a few strands of gray stuck out from his chest as he bent to reach for the towel. The flimsy material of his synthetic shorts clung to his groins and Rebecca looked away, blushing.
“Your father forgot our lunch” he said and laughed.
“What? All of it?” Rebecca asked, as she lifted the tea bag out of the cup. A small carton of milk was next to the pan and she opened it to pour some into her cup.
“Yup. He just left for town. We’ll practically go hungry for the next three days otherwise” he said while wiping his hair with the towel.
“And he only noticed this now?”
“Well the snacks and tea and coffee etc. were in the trunk, and he assumed so was the rest of the food”, he had hung the towel over his shoulders now and was towering over her as Rebecca prepared her tea.
“But the town is two hours away. That is crazy” she said and stood up while stirring the tea with a spoon she had just used for sugar. He shrugged his shoulders in response.
“These things happen” he smirked at her and then narrowed his eyes on her tea.
“I see you belong to a tea drinking family”
“Are you a coffee drinker then?” Rebecca settled herself on the log next to the fire, making sure that her thighs were carefully pressed together.
“Loyal faithful” he said, and she noticed how his eyes dropped to her bare long legs, he quickly looked away. She felt a jittery feeling grow in the pit of her stomach as he remained standing before her, the towel hung over his damp shoulders.
“So no breakfast then?” she asked while taking a sip of her tea. He shook his head with a smile.
“Unless you want to open up a pack of Doritos or something?” he said and raised an eyebrow.
“I’m not five Noel” she said and was surprised by her own confidence. He was silent for a few seconds as he looked around for a place to sit.
“You can sit here. I won’t bite” she said, while sipping her tea carefully and looking up at him with her widened eyes. He looked nervous for some reason and it filled Rebecca with that same sense of power she had experienced the previous night.
“Would you like some coffee?” she asked him, just to break the silence and he finally sat down, ensuring there was a lot of space between them.
“I’ve already had some, thank you” he said and looked away from her. He looked magnificent, she thought, as the bright sun glistened off his damp skin. His hair was still damp and lay matted against the sides of his face. His thick beard was wet too and it kept dripping water on to the ground between his spread apart legs.
They sat in silence together and Rebecca liked it. She couldn’t remember the last time she sat quietly with somebody and didn’t feel the urge to make small talk.
“Isn’t it remarkable, how beautiful all this is?” he said softly, almost to himself as he looked around. Rebecca nodded quietly and smiled when he turned to face her. She crossed her legs and watched as his eyes drifted to her thighs again, traveling slowly up towards her groin and then the outline of her bare body underneath. He looked away, almost forcibly while she continued to look at him. The smile had vanished from her face; was she right in suspecting that he wanted her just as much as she did?
“I’m going for a swim” she said suddenly and he remained quiet, refusing to meet her eye.
“You coming?” she asked chirpily and he shook his head.
“I just finished a few laps. Done” he said and gulped. With the teacup still in her hands she walked over to place herself directly in his line of vision.
“Join me Noel. I know the water’s warm” she said and bit down on her lip. She was on a mission now, to f
ind out if her suspicions were correct. He looked at her with narrowed eyes, the calm and wisdom had disappeared from them and she was right, his desire for her embarrassed him into trying to look away from her.
“Oh come on” she said and reached out her hand to gently pull at his wrist. He didn’t say anything or move, simply stared at the place where her hand touched his skin.
“I don’t want to go swimming alone” she said and tugged at his wrist again. He licked his lips and looked away. She could see the confusion in his eyes, the internal battle he was struggling with as his body reacted to her presence. He resisted against her as she continued pulling. Rebecca was laughing now, almost manically, enjoying the fact that the man she had spent all her teenage years dreaming about was now struggling to keep his wits about him.
“Oh Noel!” she said with a huff and finally gave up. “Don’t be silly” she admonished him, like he was a little child being naughty.
“Please don’t do this Rebecca. Your father isn’t here and I don’t want to behave inappropriately” his voice was rough and deep and it brought a renewed smile to her face. He had verbally confirmed what she believed was happening, that he was trying to resist his urge to rip her clothes apart.
“How is going swimming inappropriate?” she asked and crossed her arms across her chest. He remained quiet and looked away from her, licking his lips out of nervousness. She was amused how nervous she was making a man in his late forties.
“It isn’t inappropriate if we don’t do anything” she said and raised her eyebrow.
“What are you suggesting Rebecca?” he sounded angry now and she smiled again.
“That you know I’m not a nerdy teenage girl anymore”
“Rebecca, this isn’t a game. Let’s just wait for your father to return and then I can leave” he had stood up and faced her, there was visible tension and anger in his eyes. He was angry with himself.
“Why would you need to leave if what I just said isn’t what you have been thinking too?” she shook her head so that her curls were back in a manageable place behind her neck.
“I don’t know what you’re trying to say but I suggest we spend some time apart, at least till your father returns”
“This has nothing to do with him Noel. This is about what you think of me. What you have been thinking about since you first saw me” she said this and inched towards him, her arms still crossed.
“I don’t think this is wise. What I’ve been thinking about does not have to result in action” his voice had softened a little, he was almost afraid of her as she got closer to him.
“No, it doesn’t have to” she smiled at him again, “but doesn’t mean it can’t” she held his gaze as she spoke and watched as his resolve started breaking piece by little piece. His eyes had travelled to her lips, the smudged red lip color on them. He remained silent and she took a few steps back.
“That’s alright. I’ll just go for a swim on my own if you’re not going to join me” she said and in one swift motion, she pulled up the old t-shirt from around her and wriggled it over her head. She saw how Noel’s eyes widened as the scene unfolded, how his eyes darted immediately towards her bare bouncing breasts. The warm air brushed past her naked torso and within a fraction of a second, with Noel’s eyes on her, she could feel her nipples contract and grow erect.
*****
Rebecca turned on her heels, to make her way towards the lake but felt a hand on her shoulder. She whipped around to find Noel’s bare chest in front of her. She bent her head back to look into his eyes and he didn’t waste any time. His lips were on hers and they were kissing. Their tongues lashing against each other. His left hand had found its way to cup her right breast and he squeezed. She dug her nails into his bare back as they continued to kiss, losing breath.
His thumb grazed against her erect nipple and she moaned in pleasure, into his mouth. Without warning, he pulled away from her and she gasped for breath. She watched as he bent down, tipping her body backward with his other hand as he licked her nipple gently. She moaned again as he quickly started sucking on it. Her knees were giving up on her, she was about to topple backward.
His hands gripped her, by her waist. While staring into her eyes, he hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around him. He hadn’t said a word and she hadn’t dared to either, she didn’t want to break the spell that had overtaken him. That anger, the anger with himself, was still there in his eyes as he carried her slowly to his tent. Her nails were still digging into the flesh of his shoulder as he lowered himself on the tent floor. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist.
He kissed her again, this time biting her lower lip teasingly and then dragging his tongue along her throat. She could feel the rough texture of his beard as his mouth found its way to her nipple again, this time the left breast. With her hands she explored his chest, weaving her fingers through the hair on his chest as he continued suckling her nipple. She could feel herself growing wet between her thighs. She wanted to feel him inside her.
“Noel” she whispered hoarsely and he said Shhhh…
She continued exploring his body as he switched to sucking her right nipple again, his hands feeling the soft skin of her back. She couldn’t bear it anymore, her body was quivering. She wanted to enjoy him the way he was enjoying her. She pushed at him gently and he pulled away. Before he could ask her what she wanted she pushed him further, so that he slowly fell on his back, on the floor of the tent. She ran her hands over the elastic band of his shorts and then plunged her hand underneath.
As she had guessed, he was hard and had grown. She could feel his desire in her hands and it was throbbing now. She massaged it, watching as he pressed his eyes shut as the passion overwhelmed him. It made her want him more. All the dreams she had about him, were finally coming true. She didn’t want to wait any longer.
She quickly peeled his shorts off and straddled him. He opened his eyes in panic, suddenly unsure what was happening but she smiled and it calmed him. He reached out for her breasts again and she thrust her chest forward while she slowly peeled off her own shorts. His eyes widened as he drunk in the sight of her naked body. He was licking his lips again, while she continued playing with him.
Her thighs inched closer towards him and she could feel the dripping wetness between her legs. She was ready. Their eyes were locked together when she raised herself up to a few inches to accommodate him. He looked like he was begging for mercy, to forgive him for what he was about to do. She smiled again, as an assurance, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
She slid down and felt him enter her, hard and erect as she settled on top of him. He had raised himself as well and now his hands were cupping her butt. She moved and he moaned. The sensation too much to bear for both of them.
“Rebecca” he finally said her name and it sounded gruff. She moved her hips with him inside her and he moaned again. Nobody had been inside her, no man had gone this far and somehow instinctively, she knew exactly what to do. She didn’t want to tell him, not now. She knew he would stop. She continued moving her hips as he gripped her butt tightly. He was helping her push him further inside her. His girth scared her at first, she didn’t know if she would be able to bear it, but it slid in and out of her with ease.
She decided she wanted more and began to bounce slowly, allowing him to slide almost fully out of her and then pushing herself down. He had thrown his head back away from her and continued groaning. She couldn’t stop herself from moaning as well. She clutched his shoulders as she kept the pace up, pulling him out and then pushing him in again. Their skin smacked against each other and she could see a thin film of sweat forming on his chest. She dug her nails in again.
He said her name, this time with a loud groan. His hands had travelled to her breasts again as he squeezed them over and over again, she could see he was losing control. She didn’t know what to expect anymore, she didn’t know how she would be able to orgasm but the knots in the pit of her stomach were untangli
ng. She could feel it every time he entered her, squeezed between her flesh and filled her up inside.
She could feel her thighs quivering and a new kind of sensation taking over. He was groaning loudly and calling out her name. He was very near the edge and she decided to give up, give up the resistance and just let go. She increased her pace, devouring him with her body.
She released first. Her first orgasm with a man inside her and she completely let go. She didn’t realize she was screaming loudly as her toes curled and her body shook in pleasure. He must have released at the same time because she could feel his body quivering as well, in violent jerks. His neck grew red and he looked deep into her eyes. His hands gripped her elbows as he emptied himself inside her, deep inside her belly as he remained there.
It was only after a few minutes that her body stopped convulsing and that tingling sensation in her belly began to subside. He was still inside her while she tried to catch her breath. He remained silent as she gently drew herself up, pulling him out of her.
She slid into the spot next to him on the tent floor, their arms grazing against each other. Neither of them knew what to say. She wasn’t sure she wanted to say anything, she wasn’t sure if what they had done had the same effect on him.
“I’m sorry Rebecca. I’m sorry I lost control” he spoke first, while staring up towards the top of the tent.
“Please don’t apologize. I wanted it. I literally seduced you” she said and hoped he would laugh, but he didn’t.
“This was so wrong. I don’t know how I will ever face your father again” he said and Rebecca sat up.
“Noel. Please stop apologizing. We are two consenting adults who just had sex. That’s the end of that” she stood up and walked over to the entrance of the tent.
“I don’t know how you’re rationalizing this in your head but I just broke a very sacred code. This shouldn’t have happened” he said and she turn to look at him as she walked out towards her t-shirt lying near the log.