All The Way (The Sarah Kinsely Story - Book #1) by C.J. Berry

details they wanted.
    “You don’t have work today?” I asked.
    “I took the day off.” Aiden said as he sat down next to me. He dug into his food.
    “That’s good, you probably needed a break anyways after last night right?”
    He laughed.
    “Actually, if you don’t have any plans I want to take you somewhere.”
    “Wait, what?”
    “If you didn’t have any plans I was thinking we might go on a picnic.”
    “A picnic?”
    He pointed toward a stack of soft coolers.
    “Did it all this morning.” He said.
    I was impressed and worried at the same time. Did he even go to sleep last night? Thoughts of last night came flooding back to me. It had all been so hot and heavy right up to that point when-
    “Sure. Why not?” I said.
     
    After breakfast I took a shower. It wasn’t just any shower either. The bathroom floors were heated, the shower itself had three shower heads that sprayed water in 15 different settings. It was a shower but it felt like a massage. A girl could easily get used to this.
    The hardest part about that morning was keeping the naughty thoughts at bay. Despite the momentary lapse in hand coordination last night had turned something on inside of me. Something that needed a man’s tending to. For a moment, while standing naked in the shower, I considered calling out to Aiden. I pictured the two of us together, naked, being massaged by the three headed shower. Being massaged by each other. I could almost feel his large, rough hands gliding over my body as he soaped me up. It was erotic. But it was distracting and considering how awkward I had been last night with my hands introducing the element of being wet and slippery didn’t seem to be a good idea. I pushed the thoughts out of my head like a puritan.
    We drove by my house so that I could change. He waited in the car and I slipped into jeans and a teeshirt and some sexier underwear. He had asked for informal so I gave it to him on the outside but underneath I had my own agenda. I kept my hair tied up and applied some basic eye liner and a quick stroke of lip gloss. I had learned that when boys said they liked girls without lipstick they didn’t mean they liked girls all natural - they liked ‘em in lip gloss.
    Per usual I wasn’t in the know in terms of our destination. He said he was taking me some place special and that he was sure I would like it.
    “Do you take all your girls to this special place?” I asked.
    He didn’t take his eyes off the road.
    “Are you going to ask me this question every time we do something fun?” He said smiling.
    “No. Well, probably yes actually.” I slipped my hand over his.
    “Fair enough. I suppose I should join you then. Was I the first guy you ever punched in the balls?”
    It had taken us all morning but we had finally arrived. Time to talk about last night.
    I searched his face trying to see what the right move was.
    “I usually try to hit every guy I date in the balls at least once. You were just the first one I connected with.” I waited for his reaction my face in a grimace.
    He held on as long as he could but he couldn’t contain himself. He burst into laughter. So did I.
    We wound our way through the hidden wine country of the northwest until we pulled into an unmarked road. For another 10 minutes we kept on driving through the dense forest.
    Suddenly, the car stopped.
    “Is everything ok?” I asked.
    “Yep, just wait here for a moment.”
    Aiden got out of the car and walked to a rickety old fence. He pulled a key from his pocket, turned it in a lock and swung the gate open. He walked back to the car with a giant smile on his face looking at me. He got back into the car.
    “Almost there.” He said.
    We drove another few minutes until the forest cleared away and revealed rows upon rows of grape vines. Aiden stopped the car next to a path that seemed to lead down the hill and over the edge.
    “C’mon.” He said and grabbed the soft coolers.
    I grabbed the drinks, soda and water,