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Big Girls Don’t Cry Part Twenty-four

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“Slow Hands”

I am standing at the edge of a cliff; my feet skid slightly on the rocks as I watch a few small pebbles tumble over the side. My heart is pounding in my ears making my head feel stuffed with the noise of my beats thump thump, thumpthumpthump. Thump. My breath is coming in jagged pulls as my lungs try to suck in every bit of air as if it’s going to be my last. The wind is tugging at me trying to pull me over the edge into the nothingness. I look down and see that I am only wearing my lacy black panties and a light blue tank top.

The desire to jump is so strong I feel myself leaning forward into it. I look around and see nothing but the dark grey clouds, boiling and rolling over each other as if in anger, sweeping past me so fast I feel like I’m on fast forward. There are a few trees jutting out from the edge of the cliff at odd angles as though they are defying gravity. Suddenly I am overcome by the need, the absolute need, to jump. I bend my knees slightly, inhale deeply and launch myself out into the void. My arms spread out as if I have wings, my whole body tense as I soar through the air like a bullet.

The air is screaming in my ears as I fall, simultaneously pushing and pulling, trying to save me while driving me down faster and faster. I am desperately trying to breathe and at first I can’t seem to remember how to do it. Then, as if a faucet is turned on full blast, I remember how and gulp the air greedily. It is sweet. It smells like coffee. Hazelnut coffee to be exact. Why does the air smell like coffee? I blink and shake my head. The cloud is whispering in my ear tickling, making me giggle. I want to keep falling but I am being pulled up slowly then more quickly as my name is whispered again and again. “Annie.” I moan softly and try to turn away from the sound. “Annie, wake up.”

And just like that I feel myself fall into being awake. I blink for a moment not sure where I am. As my eyes focus, I see Ray smiling down at me. He leans down and gives me a soft sweet kiss that makes me tingle everywhere. “Good morning beautiful. That must have been some dream you were having. I called your name for two minutes before you even started to stir.” He has a large cup of coffee, steam swirling off the top and sets it down on the night stand. I smile up at him and touch his arm. I want to make sure I’m not still dreaming. “Good morning handsome. I had the craziest dream. I almost didn’t want to wake up from it.”

It’s been a couple of months since the girl’s night out and the dance club. We have been together since then. Not sure what to call it really but I am trying not to over think it and just enjoy each moment. I usually drive to him as it is easier because of his hours and for the most part I don’t mind. The drive down always helps me clear my head. Michael has become a distant memory now and it doesn’t hurt quite so much when I think about him. I told Sara I threw away his letter but I hid it in my underwear drawer. I only read it occasionally and each time it gets easier. It is a test for me. I must move on, I know this. Ray makes me happy and it scares the shit out of me honestly. I don’t want to get hurt again. He seems to be into me but I still have my guard up. High alert I suppose. I have gotten good at hiding my fear.

I rub my eyes and yawn giving him a lopsided grin. He always looks so damn sexy in the morning. I start to feel tingly. Ray gives me that look, the one that gets me every time. He is wearing dark blue boxer briefs and I just want to touch him everywhere. He pulls the covers back until I am completely exposed to him. The only thing standing between us is my light blue tank top and lacy black panties. He slowly climbs onto the bed and straddles me making sure that he doesn’t put all his weight on me. I reach up and touch his chest. The heat rising from him sends electricity through my fingertips. Grabbing my hands, he kisses my palms and pushes my arms up over my head. Slow hands make their way to my tank top and slide it up exposing me. The cold air hits and immediately my nipples are rock hard. His hands are warm as they explore every part of my body. His lips brush across my belly making my stomach tight and my insides flutter.

A moan escapes and I arch my back in respond to his touch. Fingertips slip under the top of my lacy panties and he slides them to my ankles planting soft, wet kisses on my stomach and thighs as he slips them off my feet. I try to pull him up to me. I feel the need to kiss him, to feel him on me, in me now. I tug at his boxer briefs and Ray pushes me back down and I sink into the pillow. “I have no plans on stopping any time soon so just relax babe, let me take my time.” I lose myself in his kisses, his hands, the way he makes my body feel.

There is an animalistic nature to the way he is touching me as if he marking me with his scent somehow. When I can’t contain myself any longer I slide down and pull him up to me. I wrap my legs around him so that we are skin to skin. I can feel his muscles tighten as his body reacts to my touch. My hands grab onto his shoulders as he slides into me. I feel like I am flying again. I can feel his mouth on my ear, his breathe hot against my neck. My heart is beating like a drum in my ears and I feel like I am falling. I let it take me over the edge again and again. Right now, I am not afraid. I feel wanted and desired. I let that feeling take me back down into my dreams. I feel Ray kiss my forehead and pull the covers back over me tucking me in.

Big Girls Don’t Cry Part Twenty-Three

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“Girl’s Night”

“Wait, wait. Are you kidding me? Please say you’re kidding me.” Sara is looking at me with disbelief while I sip on my drink trying not to laugh. I smile and say, “So are you mad that we didn’t have sex or that he made a point of telling me that we weren’t going to have sex?” Sara starts her retort but I am saved by Katy who walks up and slides into the booth next to me. I give her a smirk and say, “girl you have perfect timing.” Katy waves for our waiter and looks from me to Sara and back again. “Ok what’d I miss?”

I met Katy during my very embarrassing trip to Vegas where she saved me from making a complete fool of myself, well almost. We’ve been great friends ever since. She is total firecracker with light red hair, green eyes and an infectious smile. Tonight she is wearing 4 inch heels on her short 5’0” frame and tight jeans that show off her luscious curves and a low cut top that gives just a peek of her ample chest. I lean down and look at her shoes. “Umm first things first, I thought you were banned from ever wearing heels again after our last outing.”

She flips me and Sara the middle finger and growls, “fuck you” under her breath. “That was one time! Fuck you weren’t supposed to remember that. Ok so it was several times that night and to be fair they were new shoes.” We are laughing at her and she throws her lemon at me. “Fuckers”. Did I mention she has a potty mouth? “What are you bitches talking about?” The waiter brings us a round of shots which gives me a little time to stall. “Annie was just telling me about how her second date with Patrick ended with them in the shower where he told her he was not going to have sex with her. And she stayed in the shower!” I lick the fleshy part of my thumb and shake some salt on it. “Just because there wasn’t penetration doesn’t mean that we didn’t have sex.” I give them both the stink eye and shoot my tequila back. As I am sucking on my lemon Maria walks up.

“Hola!” She grabs the last shot on the tray and shoots it down and then slides in next to Sara. “Who isn’t having sex? I could hear you chicas from the bar.” I look around and thankfully there are not too many people in the bar area yet. “No one is having sex with Annie at the moment. And not for a lacking of trying.” Sara passes Maria a lemon and introduces herself and Katy. “Si! Annie has told me so much about you both. Ahora vayamos a los detalles! I want to know everything.” She is larger than life and Sara and Katy seem to be as enamored with her as much as I was when I first met her.

“Sara seems to think the best way to get over Michael is to sleep with every guy I meet. I can’t help that I still think about him from time to time. I miss him. Even if he smashed my heart into pieces.” I wave the waiter over so I don’t get him stuck in my head again. Fuck. Every time I think I am over him I get sucked back in again by some stupid memory. I order another round of shots. “For the record Annie, I don’t want you to sleep with every guy you date just anyone who will get that asshole out of your head!” Sara gives me that smile that I know so well. That tough love look.

I start telling the girls over drinks what happened with Patrick during our last date. “Leading me into the shower he washed the paint off me going slowly over every inch and then took baby oil splashing my whole body making me very slippery. He kept telling me he wanted to explore every part of me. We kissed under the shower the hot water running down between us. I was getting pretty worked up and I asked perhaps demanded that we take it to the next level. That is when he told me that he wasn’t going to have sex with me. Said he wanted to make it special that I was special to him. I have to admit I had to keep from snorting laughter cause all I was thinking was I want to be bent over and….oops sorry TMI I know.” Maria who has been sitting quietly pipes up now. “Oh Dios Mio!! Chica I am so glad you didn’t fall for that mierda! He is always so full of shit. That man gets more ass than a toilet seat.”

Sara smiles, “Maria I think I love you!” Maria winks, “girl I would rock your world.” The blush starts at Sara’s chest and goes all the way up to the top of her head. For the first time Sara is speechless. Katy looks at Maria. “You’re a lesbian? I mean shit of course you’re a lesbian you’re freakin gorgeous!” Of course the waiter decides at that moment to make his appearance and he has a shit eating grin on his face. We all bust out laughing. “Whatever you’re thinking just stop because this is not a porno dude, this is real life.” Katy is smiling while she says this but I swear the look on his face told us he had a whole scene laid out in his head.

The drinks are flowing throughout dinner and I finally admit to myself that I can’t hold it in and I will have to break the seal. I stand up and Katy volunteers to come with me. “After all we know what happens to you when you are unsupervised in a bar bathroom.” Sara and Maria are too busy talking about their significant others to even notice us leaving. ‘You know I never really said thank you for that night but seriously thank you for saving me from doing something stupid.” We’re in the bathroom waiting our turn and Katy looks at me. “This is going to sound weird but did all that blue paint freak you out?” My mouth curves into a smile and I wiggle my eyebrows. “All I kept thinking was oh shit I am going to turn into Smurfette and that kept me on edge. For as smooth as Patrick was I am glad we didn’t doing anything hard core. Dang that sounds bad.” Katy gives me a lopsided grin, “nope not at all. Guys can have sex with lots of women and everyone thinks they are the shit but if a girl has lots of sex she’s a slut. It’s that stupid double standard. I say fuck that. You have sex with whoever you want and whenever you want.” We bust out laughing and head back to the table.

After dinner we walk down the block to this local bar where Maria knows the owner. The place is packed and the music is pumping. I immediately hit the dance floor where I get lost in the music. I can feel it pulsing through my body and I close my eyes and dive down into the beats. The girls join me after a few minutes and we are all dancing together and laughing like fools. For the moment Michael is far from my thoughts. Suddenly the spotlight shines on me. I look toward the DJ booth and see the bouncer waving me up. My heart starts pounding in my chest as I walk toward the booth. I get that familiar pull in my belly. I immediately start smiling when I see that gorgeous smile that belongs to my favorite Taiwanese/Sicilian DJ. We don’t speak for a moment. He grabs me and pulls me in tightly against him and leans in close whispering in my ear. It sends chills down my back and leaves my panties moist. It’s going to be a good night.

Big Girls Don’t Cry Part Eighteen

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“Why does Love Make Things So Complicated”

          We are standing together on the side of the road and the sounds of crickets surround us.  Leaning against him I am lost in his kiss and my heart is pounding.  I am scared and turned on at the same time.  The fear of almost coming off of the motorcycle and actually telling him that I love him has taken me to a new level.  Everything seems so clear to me.  The wind has picked up and I can hear thunder in the distance.  He pulls back and looks at me.  “You love me?”  I smile at him and touch his face.  I am afraid to speak so I nod instead.  A look comes over his face and I can’t tell if it is happiness or him being freaked out.  I realize I don’t know anything about his past lovers.  Did I just commit a big no-no?  I clear my throat.

“Listen, I am not expecting you to tell me you love me it’s just, well it was the heat of the moment.  I was scared and I was afraid of not telling you how I felt.  The way you moved on that motorcycle I have never seen that before.  There is so much I don’t know about you Michael.”  I am looking up into his eyes with the moon shining brightly in the sky and I can feel cold drops of rain fall on my upturned face.  He smiles at me and this smile is one I have not seen before….it seems sad and happy at the same time.  “Darlin, I told you that I would not let anything happen to you.”  He is looking at me so intensely I shiver for all the right reasons.  He pulls me closer and the rain drops continue to fall on my face and I am happy for this as it hides my tears.  His face is buried in my hair and he sighs.

Suddenly the sky opens up and we are quickly getting soaked as the rain comes down on us.  It is slapping against the road, the dirt, the trees making a kind of music that is erotic and sensual.  I smile at him.  He cocks his head at me and I can see he has that look that I know so well.  He takes off my jacket as he slowly kisses my lips flicking his tongue across my bottom lip and I groan with pleasure.  I pull at his jacket tugging it off him as our kissing becomes more urgent while the rain comes down harder.  He pulls me toward the bike and I am not sure at first what he wants me to do.  Down on his knees he tugs my jeans down and over my boots.  My white t-shirt is getting soaked and my pink bra is showing through.  He gets on his bike and then pulls me onto his lap so that I am straddling him.

I wrap my legs around his waist and he has me pulled close enough that I can feel the body heat coming off of us.  He pulls my hair back forcing my head back exposing my neck.  The rain splashes on my face and rolls down my cheeks, my forehead and my neck. It is cold but seems to sizzle against my hot skin.  He does this to me makes my temperature go through the roof.  Michael sinks his teeth gently into my neck and hits a certain spot that makes me cry out with pleasure.  I find that I am grinding myself against him and I grab his shirt and pull it over his head.  I want to feel his skin against me; I want to touch him to feel him as close as I can to me.

Our hands are all over each other touching and pulling at clothes trying to get skin to skin as quickly as possible.  His hands find my panties and I feel them rip as he pulls them aside.  There is urgency between us as he pulls me down on him over and over again.  I feel like I am outside of myself looking down at the two of us making love on his motorcycle on the side of the road with the full moon hanging in the sky like a secret spy watching us from a distance.  Just as he takes me over the edge he pulls me close to him and I can feel his breath on my ear as he nibbles on my lobe.  I feel so close to him right now so why do I feel like this is his way of saying goodbye?

Big Girls Don’t Cry Part Seventeen

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“Dangerous Situations Make You say Crazy Things”

Splashing from the pool wakes me from my delicious dream about Michael.  I just can’t seem to ever get him out of my head.  He invades my every thought, my soul, my body.  I am lying on my stomach and crack one eye open to see Tom and Sara near the shallow end with her clinging close to his body.  We have managed to get the pool to ourselves this late in the afternoon and we are making the most of it.  Beads of sweat slowly roll off my arms and down the middle of my back.  I drop my head back down.  Between the sun and the beer I’m feeling pretty good right now.  The smell of sun tan lotion takes me back to my younger days of being at the beach all day playing in the waves and listening to music and not having a care in the world.

They are giggling and I know what that means.  “Ok you two better NOT be doing what I think you’re doing because it’s really hot and I need to jump in the water and I don’t want or need to see any body parts! I’m getting up……”  I tentatively raise my head and peek through my hair.  They are right in front of my chair dripping wet looking down at me like I have three heads.  “Honestly Annie, we aren’t always having sex you know.”  Tom can’t even say this with a straight face.

“Ooooo Sara you better get back he is gonna get struck by lightning for all that lying he’s doing right now.  Hello I live right across the hall from you two and the walls are pretty thin.  I may be permanently damaged from the jungle noises I have heard come from that room.”  Sara starts laughing at this and Tom turns a few shades of red.  Suddenly he scoops me up and throws me into the pool.  I am screaming and laughing so hard that I swallow about a gallon of water.  I come up coughing and laughing and choking all at the same time.

Tom and Sara both do cannonballs right next to me sending waves everywhere.  Yes we are a bunch of kids at times.  I swim to the floating cooler we have in the pool and grab us each a beer.  I love days like this.  I miss hanging out with Sara and Tom but Michael has kept me pretty busy these past few weeks which I really like.  I sigh thinking about all the things we have done.  “Why don’t you just call him and ask him to come over here and hang out with us?”  Sara has been dying to drill him with tons of questions about what his intentions are with me.  She worries about me getting hurt again so she is protective of me.  “I have tried but he is always busy he says when he is not with me.  He said he is working on something with the military so of course he can’t tell me anything.  And that just makes me want him even more!  Maybe he is a spy…my very own 007.”

Tom looks at both of us and sighs.  “Um, ok I think I’m gonna go back to the apartment and get…whatever so you two can do your thing and talk about him without making me uncomfortable.”  We watch him walk back toward our apartment and we both start laughing.  “Sara you better marry him!  He is not like the rest of these guys around here.”  She gives me this knowing look.  “Girl we were just talking about the big M the other night.  I am not in a hurry and neither is he.  I want to wait to see what happens with my job first.  Speaking of which have you said the L word yet?  Has he?”

I almost spit my beer out and manage to choke on it instead.  “Oh my god no!  Why would you even say that?”  Again with the look.  She knows me better than I know myself most times.  “Annie who are you kidding.  You are obviously head over heels for him.  He treats you like a queen and you are always grinning.  I mean I would be grinning too with all the crazy places you two have sex.  The man took you to the museum and had all your favorite artists on display and he seduced you under the stars, I mean who does that?”  I splash her to hide the fact that my face is turning red and I hate when she is right.  I do really like him but do I love him?  I don’t even want to admit it to myself let alone my best friend.

“I, well, I don’t know.  How I feel about him.”  I look at her and grin.  I am never at a loss for words so this is serious.  I swim over to get another beer out of the cooler.  It is empty so I grab it and take it the edge and pull myself up and out of the water.  “Annie.”  I look back at Sara and she is looking in the parking lot.  I follow her stare and there he is.  He is sitting on a suede black and chrome trim Harley Davidson Road King looking at me with that smile of his.  It’s like a wolf grin and I don’t ever know what he is thinking when I see that look.  Ok I know exactly what he is thinking and it makes me tingle. Everywhere.

I am dripping wet, no make-up on, and he is looking at me like I am the most beautiful creature in the world.  I walk along the fence and admire him as I go.  He is dressed in a black leather form fitting jacket, dark blue jeans with black leather chaps and black motorcycle boots.  He has on black leather gloves and has his helmet sitting in front of him.  I want to climb the fence and throw myself into his arms and smell the leather on him.  Instead I smile shyly at him and walk toward him as calmly as possible.  I feel his eyes on me the whole time.  My heart is thudding in my chest as well as other places.  This is what he does to me.

I can hear the leather crack as he leans in and kisses me.  I breathe him in and it makes me intoxicated, more than any alcohol can do.  He touches my hair and then my shoulder and lets his hand slide down my arm.  His gloved hand gives me goose bumps.  “I finished early and thought I would surprise you with a ride.”  I look into those light blue eyes and grab his face and pull him to me.  “I like your kind of surprises Michael.”  I kiss him deeply and taste mint on his tongue.  He groans and breaks our kiss while still holding me tightly to him.

“You are risking me taking you out of that wet yellow bikini right here if you aren’t careful.  You are wet and practically naked and you smell like coconut oil so I cannot guarantee that I can behave as I should.”  I giggle at this for some reason.  He looks past me, “hi Sara.”  She waves back.  “Hi Michael.  Do you want to join us for a swim?”  His eyes linger over my body and he grunts under his breath.  “Maybe next time.  I was hoping to take Annie for a ride this evening.”  Eyes back on me now.  “Well?”  I look back at Sara who gives me the move along wave.  “Sure can I take a quick shower?  We have been here all day so I smell like chlorine and suntan lotion.

“Of course angel though I do love the way you smell right now.  We may not make it out of your room if you stay in those clothes.”  I give him a quick kiss on the lips.  “Tease.”  I walk back to the pool and I am grinning like a fool.  “Annie you are in L-O-V-E!”  Crap.  What if I am?  What does this mean?  Does he feel the same way?  He is the first guy I have really fallen for in so long.  I should be happy but I am freaking out instead.

*******

          I am sitting on the back of his motorcycle holding onto to him tightly as the evening air rushes through my helmet.  There are so many things to look at I feel like my head should be on a swivel.  He gave me all the tips before we started and I am trying my hardest to remember everything he said.  The sun has dipped below the trees and the back roads he has chosen are peaceful with no other cars in sight.  I peek at the speedometer and see we are doing at least 75 on the straightaways.  We have been riding for a couple of hours and he has taken me down so many roads I had no clue even existed.  The moon has come out now and is full and bright.

I keep looking up at the moon.  He pats my leg and points up to the moon.  I smile and give him the thumbs up showing him I am looking.  I have loosened my grip on him now as I feel more comfortable.  The brightness from the moon is drawing me in so much that I want to reach out and touch it that is how close it feels to me.  I can see everything, the trees, the cows in the pastures and the deer on the side of the road.  I can only hear the wind as it rushes past us and I am lost in this moment.  I let go of him completely and rest my hands on my thighs as I lean back against the small back rest.  I think the moon is hypnotizing me.  My heart feels so happy right now in this moment and I feel it in every part of me.  He has done this to me, made me feel happiness again.

Suddenly I feel his whole body tighten up and he down shifts rapidly which forces me forward and I almost crack my helmet against his.  I am not holding on and I can feel my weight shift as he swerves quickly to the right and then to the left but my body wants to keep going right.  I panic for a moment because I have nothing to keep me from falling off the bike. Immediately I squeeze my thighs against him and grab a handful of leather.  My heart is pounding and I am trying to stay calm.  Finding my balance I wrap my arms around his waist.  I see two deer run swiftly into the grass and realize they were the reason he reacted so quickly.

He continues to slow down and we pull off the side of the road.  He turns off the motorcycle and I know we are stopped and I am ok but I refuse to loosen my grip on him.  He gets my hands free and taps my leg for me to get off.  I am shaking and as I swing my leg over I know that I am going to have jelly legs.  I try to stand and end up doing a kind of squat sit on the hard dirt before falling back onto my bottom.  My fingers are shaking as I try franticly to get the helmet off my head.  “Anne.  Annie!”  I look up at Michael and he seems so composed.  “Stop.  Give yourself a minute.”  This comes out muffled because my heart is screaming in my ears and all I can hear is this whimpering sound then I realize it is coming from me.

He squats down in front of me and undoes my helmet and pulls it over my head.  Hot tears are streaming down my face as he pulls me to my feet.  He has pulled his gloves off and is wiping my tears away.  “It’s ok, it’s ok.  We are still in one piece.”  I can’t stop crying which makes me cry even harder.  “I thought.  I thought.  I wasn’t paying attention like you told me to.  I’m sorry.”  I am pacing back and forth now that the adrenalin has kicked in.

“I was thinking about you and how much I love you and when I was slipping I thought I was gonna come right off the bike and then I would never get to tell you how I feel and I…”  I stop.  Shit. I just said the L word. He is looking at me and I can’t read his face.  He comes toward me and pulls me to him kissing me so deeply I feel it in every part of my body.  “You love me?”

Big Girls Don’t Cry Part Sixteen

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“You are the Sexy, Dangerous Kind Part Two”

“Annie, you are the sexy dangerous kind and I think I really like that about you but I did tell you that I would have to think of something for you not listening when I said no heels.”  I look at him and try to figure out if he is joking or not.  He chuckles and starts to walk toward his car.  If he is teasing I am not sure I can take it.  “Annie!”  I look up and he has the door open waving me over.  “I am not done with you but this is too open for what I have in mind for you my dear now get in the car I want to do naughty things to you in the woods.”

I walk toward the car on shaky legs full of excitement and heightened arousal.  My head is spinning with heady thoughts of what I want him to do to me.  It almost seems like he has played a cat and mouse game with me until now.  First the New Year’s Eve kiss, then the horseback ride and sunset dinner and just when I was starting to wonder if he was ever going to make a move he completely sweeps me off my feet with the Valentine’s Day date.  He is watching me walk toward him and he has this very wicked grin on his face and I want to run and jump on him.

He has the door open and as I start to get in he grabs me and pulls me toward him and kisses me with such urgency I think he is going to change his mind and take me right there.  Instead he pulls back and grabs my ponytail and pulls down forcing my head back exposing my neck to him.  He smiles again and for a split second I think he is going to grow fangs and bite into the thick part of my neck.  I can feel my pulse beating.  He puts his nose up against my neck inhaling deeply then slowly he brushes his lips on my neck muscles.  Shivers pass down my spine causing me to moan deep in my throat.

His lips find my ear and he bites my lobe and I push myself up against him and I can feel he is as turned on as I am right now. “Please Michael.”  I am begging and I don’t care.  He chuckles and continues his slow torture of my senses.  Just when I don’t think I can take it anymore he releases me and guides me into the car.  I watch him walk around to his side of the car like a cougar watching her prey before she pounces.  He has done something to me I can’t describe.  It is like a slow sexy beat of music that builds ever so slowly to that point where you want to cry out with ecstasy as it pushes you over the edge.  Yes that is what he does to me.

We are driving down a winding road and I am beginning to wonder if he is taking me back to my place when suddenly we pull off onto a dirt lane.  I have been down this scenic road so many times and I don’t ever remember there being a dirt lane here.  He gets that sly smile again and he glances my way.  The sexual tension is very high right now and I am shaking with anticipation.  The car is barely in park before he is out and around to my side of the car pulling me onto my feet.

He leads me to the front of the car.  “Put your hands on the hood of the car.”  I start to ask what he has in mind and he shakes his head.  “Just do it.”  His tone is very convincing and I turn and put my hands on the hood of the car.  “How badly do you want me right now Annie?”  He is right behind me and his hands are pulling my white tee-shirt up and over my head where it slides down my arms.  He pulls it off and lays it on the hood of the car.  The air is cooler now and I am shivering from both the air and what he is going to do to me.  “I want you Michael more than you can image.”  I can hear him groan.

“I like when you say my name.”  I can feel his fingers working on the button of my jeans and he manages to slide them down my legs before I can protest.  I am now half naked in the middle of the woods leaning over his car completely exposed.  And he is completely dressed this is so not fair.  He kneels behind me and pulls my jeans off over my ankle boots.  He runs his hands up my calves and kisses the back part of my knees and then to my thighs and finally up to my back and with two fingers my bra is now undone.  His hands slide under the bra cupping me before he slides the bra off me.

I can feel his fingers as they trail down my spine and then back up again.  All this is doing is getting me more worked up and all I want to do is turn around and kiss him.  His trace is feather light and he is touching me in all the right spots.  He is right behind me and I can feel his body against mine and I am surprised to feel his skin against mine.  When did he take off his clothes?  He still has his boxer briefs on.  “Annie turn around I want to see your beautiful face and kiss those sexy lips of yours.”  I am in his arms before he can get the whole sentence out of his mouth kissing him and pulling him down on me as I lean back against the car.

The sun is coming through the trees and the sounds of nature seem louder.  We are lying on the ground with our clothes as the only cushion between us and the hard dirt.  My leg is draped over his very muscular legs and I have my head resting on his bare chest.  I can hear his heart rate starting to come back down.  My body is pressed very closely against his and he is running his fingers through my hair.  I am pretty sure I am going to be very sore tomorrow between the car and the ground as neither one are very forgiving.  I don’t even care because right now I am in the moment with Michael and I feel like I belong here.  So why does that scare the crap out of me.