agony or that he never wanted her to leave. But it seemed so silly and weak on his part. Better to stick to the simplest of answers.
“Yes” was his reply as he directed his eyes out to some distant place ahead of them on the trail.
Not fully appreciating the depth of his emotions Kelly responded lightly “Stephen, I’ll come back Friday afternoon, as soon as I’m done at Hawley’s. Besides, I’m sure you have things to do too.”
Even if he did tell her the truth why should she believe him? She didn’t know anything about him, had no knowledge of his past, his distaste for casual sexual affairs, or his poor track record with more serious relationships. How could she truly comprehend how much their relationship, as new as it was, has meant to him already?
While he silently contemplated all of the responses that he could or should give her, she gave him the perfect opening for the only answered that mattered.
With an exasperated tone Kelly asked “how long did you want me to stay?”
He stopped walking, turned and met her gaze head on, hoping that she could see from his eyes that he was dead serious. His answer delivered in one word, was the only answer that would adequately describe the power of his emotion and the depth of his commitment to her; “forever.”
She stood still studying him, trying to wrap her mind around this turn of events. His eyes showed no trace of humor. How was this possible?
A moment later he broke their gaze to continue their hike. The incline again increased and Kelly was left struggling to keep up, unable to continue the discussion. Stephen remained silent.
A half an hour later the trail finally leveled off and opened up into a meadow. There was a small pond in the middle teaming with a wide array of living creatures. Kelly stopped to take in the beauty of the scenery before her. “Oh, Stephen, this is so beautiful.” He didn’t reply. He too stood still for a moment quietly taking it all in, with appreciation, as if the first time he had visited this site.
“Would you like to rest” he turned to ask. She nodded her head and he led her to a level mossy area near the upper end of the pond. There was a large boulder which they used as a back rest while that sat on the mossy earth.
For a long time they both sat in silence, watching the wildlife and the ecosystem of the pond go about its business. Stephen felt no need for words. What were needed here were actions. If she were having trouble making up her mind as to where she needed to be then he would be only too happy to help her. Besides, this beautiful day, sitting here next to her in this private spot was having a predictable effect on him.
With no advanced notice to Kelly, Stephen reached over for her, lifting her up he pulled her over on top of him. Running his fingers deep into her hair, he pulled her head down to meet his, claiming her lips. His hands then busied themselves with her shirt, unbuttoning it with amazing agility. She had had no chance to protest but probably wouldn’t have anyway.
The degree of his arousal was drowning out all other thoughts but that of her naked and beautiful form exposed for him alone. He made quick work of her shirt and bra. His hands and lips explored her sweetness; his tongue brought her nipples to full arousal, leaving her gasping for air and moaning with expectation. Her waves of desire came with such ferocity that before long she was whispering “please, please”. He needed to fill her and she needed to feel him. Gently he rolled her over on her back, peeled off her jeans and with his face buried into the sweetness of her neck he eased himself inside. With heartbeats racing and their breaths shallow his rhythm soon brought them both to full climax.
For a moment there was nothing but the sound of their rapid heartbeats as they both tried to catch their breath. His head was still spinning from the emotional
“Yes” was his reply as he directed his eyes out to some distant place ahead of them on the trail.
Not fully appreciating the depth of his emotions Kelly responded lightly “Stephen, I’ll come back Friday afternoon, as soon as I’m done at Hawley’s. Besides, I’m sure you have things to do too.”
Even if he did tell her the truth why should she believe him? She didn’t know anything about him, had no knowledge of his past, his distaste for casual sexual affairs, or his poor track record with more serious relationships. How could she truly comprehend how much their relationship, as new as it was, has meant to him already?
While he silently contemplated all of the responses that he could or should give her, she gave him the perfect opening for the only answered that mattered.
With an exasperated tone Kelly asked “how long did you want me to stay?”
He stopped walking, turned and met her gaze head on, hoping that she could see from his eyes that he was dead serious. His answer delivered in one word, was the only answer that would adequately describe the power of his emotion and the depth of his commitment to her; “forever.”
She stood still studying him, trying to wrap her mind around this turn of events. His eyes showed no trace of humor. How was this possible?
A moment later he broke their gaze to continue their hike. The incline again increased and Kelly was left struggling to keep up, unable to continue the discussion. Stephen remained silent.
A half an hour later the trail finally leveled off and opened up into a meadow. There was a small pond in the middle teaming with a wide array of living creatures. Kelly stopped to take in the beauty of the scenery before her. “Oh, Stephen, this is so beautiful.” He didn’t reply. He too stood still for a moment quietly taking it all in, with appreciation, as if the first time he had visited this site.
“Would you like to rest” he turned to ask. She nodded her head and he led her to a level mossy area near the upper end of the pond. There was a large boulder which they used as a back rest while that sat on the mossy earth.
For a long time they both sat in silence, watching the wildlife and the ecosystem of the pond go about its business. Stephen felt no need for words. What were needed here were actions. If she were having trouble making up her mind as to where she needed to be then he would be only too happy to help her. Besides, this beautiful day, sitting here next to her in this private spot was having a predictable effect on him.
With no advanced notice to Kelly, Stephen reached over for her, lifting her up he pulled her over on top of him. Running his fingers deep into her hair, he pulled her head down to meet his, claiming her lips. His hands then busied themselves with her shirt, unbuttoning it with amazing agility. She had had no chance to protest but probably wouldn’t have anyway.
The degree of his arousal was drowning out all other thoughts but that of her naked and beautiful form exposed for him alone. He made quick work of her shirt and bra. His hands and lips explored her sweetness; his tongue brought her nipples to full arousal, leaving her gasping for air and moaning with expectation. Her waves of desire came with such ferocity that before long she was whispering “please, please”. He needed to fill her and she needed to feel him. Gently he rolled her over on her back, peeled off her jeans and with his face buried into the sweetness of her neck he eased himself inside. With heartbeats racing and their breaths shallow his rhythm soon brought them both to full climax.
For a moment there was nothing but the sound of their rapid heartbeats as they both tried to catch their breath. His head was still spinning from the emotional
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