Seasons (9 page)

“I told you, you have to put the poles through before you connect them all!” Mel is yelling at Austin who looks frustrated.

“I know what I’m doing, okay?” Austin says although he clearly does not know what he’s doing. Charlie jumps out of the truck and goes over to help Austin finish putting the tent together. Melanie brightens when she sees me and comes bounding over to say hi.

“Bout time you guys got here. Can you believe this jackass can’t put a tent together?” I laugh at her.

“Well, they can’t all be perfect.” I wink at her. She helps me take the other tent and equipment out of the truck bed while the boys finish putting up the first tent. The boys start on the second tent that Charlie and I will be staying in while Melanie and I start blowing up the air mattresses. Yep, I know, totally roughing it on our air mattresses. In our defense, we have to walk a block to the nearest bathroom. There are nine of us—the four from our campsite, another couple, and three guys sharing the fourth tent.

Charlie and I lock eyes a few times while we’re setting up. I find my eyes drawn to him constantly. The past two months have been nothing short of perfection. I want to be near him, touching him whenever possible. He’s in my thoughts at all times, and I can’t imagine ever getting tired of the sight of him. On our first actual date, he picked me up, and being the gentleman he is he, of course, brought me flowers. They were unique roses. I had never seen anything like them before. Charlie said they represented us. “Yellow roses are for friendship, red represent love, but confetti roses are yellow and fade into red,” he told me when he gave them to me. The recent months have been like some sort of fairy tale. I never knew I could be this happy. I dread next month when we have to go back to the reality of school and responsibilities, but for now, I’m taking it all in.

When we’re finally done setting everything up, it’s lunchtime. We crack open a few beers and cook hot dogs over the fire that the boys started. After lunch, we all throw on our bathing suits and head for the lake to go swimming and kayaking. We walk out through the line of trees, and I see the lake. The view nearly knocks the wind out of me it’s so beautiful here. On our side, the lake is lined with trees. Across the way, I see a gorgeous mountain skyline as a backdrop. It’s simply stunning. The lake shoreline is all huge boulder-sized rocks, and a few feet out there are tiny rock islands that lead the way out to deeper water. The boys carry the four rented canoes out past the rocks, and we all carefully get in.

After rowing far out into the lake, we all stop. I think everyone is taking in the dramatic view because all four groups are sitting in complete silence for a moment. I’m so in awe that it takes me a minute to realize that Charlie has reached over and is holding my hand. It’s natural for us now to be touching in some form when we’re together. I move a little so I can lean back into his lap and he wraps his arms around me. We are both in swimming suits so I can feel his abs pressed to the skin of my back. Combine that with the view of the mountains, and I swear, you can actually see the hormones burst from me. I think Charlie can feel it, too because he adjusts himself behind me so his obvious growing erection isn’t jabbing into my back.

When I giggle breaking the silence, Charlie says, “Oh, that’s funny, is it?” He then swoops one arm under my knees and cradles me to his body before ever so carefully standing and plunging us both into the water.

We come up together and I slap at him. “You ass!” I scold running my hands through my hair pushing it out of my face. He’s laughing and pulls me to him. “I’m sorry, but in my defense, you were laughing at my pain.”

“Oh, I see. You were in pain?” I question innocently. I take his invitation and wrap my arms around his neck. When our bodies meet flush against each other, I wrap my legs around him, purposely moving to rub up against him in all the right places. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you were in pain,” I say biting my lip. He’s keeping us afloat so he can only wrap one arm around me, but he’s holding me so close it feels like we’re combined as one entity now. He is rock hard and is pushing so hard into me that if the bathing suits weren’t there, he would be inside me. He kisses me with such ferocity I lose myself in him. As we kiss, he continues to push into me, rubbing me in just the right spot. I have no idea how I have managed to keep my hormones in check enough, not to have had sex with him yet.

“Get a tent!” we hear Austin yell. To be honest, I think we both forgot we weren’t alone, which is not uncommon. We often are so wrapped up in each other, the world ceases to exist, our chemistry undeniable.

We break apart, panting, and look at each other for a beat, before looking over at the offending party, and who had just blew the most heated kiss. Charlie swims away from me over to Austin and Melanie’s canoe.

“Dude, the water is great. Take a swim!” he says starting to rock their boat. I’m laughing at this point, knowing that he’s going to dump them, and Mel will have a shit fit and likely kill him.

“Charlie!” Mel shrieks. “Don’t you dare! I’m not the one who broke up your moment! Shit, I don’t care if you two fuck in the lake! Don’t you dare dump this canoe!” Too late. Melanie and Austin both topple over the side of the boat as it capsizes. I hear howls of laughter from the other two canoes. Charlie swims back over to me laughing.

“You’re an ass.” I laugh. “And Melanie will totally get you back for that!”

“Yes, yes, she will!” Melanie shouts from ten or so feet away.

We spend the day swimming and sunning in the canoes. We row back to shore before dusk. I thought the view couldn’t get any better, but when the sun starts heading down behind the mountains, it looks like a painting come to life, absolutely spectacular.

We get back to the campsite and the guys get a fire going while Melanie and I go to the tents to change. The tent Charlie brought is nice and spacious for a tent. I’m changing with my back to the zippered door and jump when I hear someone unzipping it. I’m topless as I had just slipped my bikini over my head. I shield my breasts with my hands and turn to see that it’s Charlie coming in. He notices I’m startled. “It’s just me,” he says reassuringly.

“There are clouds rolling in. Looks like rain,” he says looking me straight in the eye. He comes all the way into the tent zipping the door behind him. He walks toward me and I’m standing, now facing him, like a deer in headlights. My head is abuzz with so much want and need I can only focus on him. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to surprise you. I’m glad I came in though, or I wouldn’t have gotten to see this,” he says as he reaches me. Slowly, he reaches up taking my hands in his and then pulling them down uncovering my chest. Charlie’s eyes drop below my neck and a smile of appreciation crosses his face. He looks back up into my eyes before he says, “You have the most perfect breasts I have ever seen. I will take this view, even over the stunning view of the mountains we had earlier, any day!”

We hear the first drops of rain hit the tent as he pulls me to him. I don’t step forward into his embrace, but instead, I take a step back. He looks at me with confusion and worry on his face. I smile at him and then shimmy my cutoff shorts down my legs. He releases a groan, and I can see the desire written all over his face. I don’t break eye contact when I untie first one string, then the other, letting my bikini bottoms fall to the ground. I step out of them and push both items over with my toe so I won’t trip.

“Brynn, what…” I sashay back toward him and he shuts up.

“It’s raining. Looks like we won’t be having a bonfire tonight.” I’m feeling confident and beautiful from his looks of admiration, and his complimentary words make me bold. He reaches out for me, and this time, I let him. He’s still in his blue board shorts, which is all that is between us when I wrap myself around him and kiss him fiercely. I come up for air. “Charlie…” I say breathily.

“Yeah, baby?” he pants.

“I want you, I want this…
us
. I’m ready.”

He stops deadpan to look me in the eye, probably weighing the truth in my words. “Brynn, are you sure? I don’t want to do this until you are absolutely sure.”

I answer by kissing him. Up to this point, we have made out something fierce, some heavy petting, but nothing further. He’s been a perfect gentleman the whole time we’ve been dating. However, I know it’s killing him as much as it is me. I put my hand on his cheek, look up through my lashes at him, and bite my lip before I whisper, “Please.” It’s like a prayer. I need him. I need this. That is all he needed before he devours me. His hands caress up my back as he pulls me to him. He kisses me so fiercely I know that my lips will be chapped later to remind me of this.

We break apart, both winded, and he effortlessly lays me down on the air mattress. He walks over to his bag, unzips it, and pulls out a box of condoms. Looking back up at me guiltily, he says, “I didn’t expect…it’s just in case.”

I giggle and then whisper, “I went on the pill last month.”

His face shows relief as he takes a condom out of the box and comes back over to me. He stops in front of the mattress and stands over me looking down. I’m lying there completely naked propped on my elbows with my chest out and thighs pressed together, knees slightly bent, hair fanned out to my left side because my head is tilted just a pinch looking up at him. He sighs, “You are so beautiful.”

I blush and smile shyly, suddenly extremely nervous and excited all at once. He unties the drawstring of his swim trunks and loosens the waistband, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. His face is very serious, and I think he’s trying to gage how I’m doing. He pulls his shorts out and over his chub, before dropping them to the floor. He stands there for a beat as we admire each other completely bare.

Keeping his eyes locked with mine, he kneels down on the mattress, grabs my foot, and kisses the instep of my left foot, then kisses up toward my knee and finally my inner thigh. I squirm, and he reaches for the other leg repeating the process, only when he gets to my right thigh, he doesn’t stop there. Charlie lays one kiss on my pubic bone over my landing strip of hair before he moves north kissing my belly and further up to my breasts. He rolls my nipple before pulling it into his mouth. I arch my back and a small moan escapes my mouth, both involuntarily. He repeats this on the other side before he heads back down south.

Before I know what’s happening, his whole mouth is on my most sensitive spot, and his tongue is gently lapping in between my flesh. It’s the most exquisite sensation I have ever felt. I’m so turned on from everything that happened today. It only takes a minute before I feel it starting to build. I instinctively clutch the blankets under me and brace myself for what I know is coming. Right on cue, I curl my toes as my entire body tenses before I explode like a Roman candle on the Fourth of July. Thankfully, thunder from the storms outside our tent muffles the moans, which I can no longer contain from the other campers. I lie there for a moment with my eyes closed smiling and sated, before I look down at Charlie, who is staring up at me with a huge grin on his face.

“Wow,” I whisper.

Charlie takes that as a cue to continue, and he starts massaging me in a circular motion just as I would if I were alone. He doesn’t allow me to finish again though. Instead, he reaches over to the corner of the bed where the condom is. A second later, he has the condom rolled on. He positions himself between my legs and looks me right in the eye. “Brynn, are you sure?”

I answer him by pulling his hair until his lips meet mine. We kiss and then he pulls back. “Brynn, I love you so much,” he says slowly.

“I love you too, Charlie. Show me you love me, please...”

He moves until he’s at my entrance. I take in a deep breath of air into my lungs, nervous with anticipation. He presses in an inch and I flinch. He stops until I tell him I’m fine. “Please,” I beg. He moves in another inch and a sharp pain hits me. He stills for another moment, letting me adjust before pushing all the way in. I cry out in a combination of pain and pleasure.

“Are you okay?” he asks worried.

“Yeah.” I wrap my legs around his waist. “Just give me a second.” I wrap my arms tightly around his neck and he stills in me. He starts kissing the right side of my neck, which he knows is my spot and my undoing. I squeeze my legs around his backside pushing him in as far as he can possibly go. I kiss him with longing and a tear, which I have no idea where it came from, rolls down my cheek. He begins to move in and out of me, slowly and it hurts a little less with each thrust. After a few times, my body has adjusted to him and it starts to feel good.

“Brynn, you are so tight. You feel way too good.”

“Charlie…” is all I can manage to get out. Tears are flooding down my face now, and I don’t seem to have any control over it. We are cheek to cheek. I feel him still and look at me when he feels my wet face.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” he asks in a panicked tone.

“Nothing is wrong, please don’t stop. It’s perfect. Please, Charlie,” I beg.

He kisses me and continues at a slightly faster pace. A couple minutes later, I feel his body tense over me. “Baby, I can’t hold it anymore, you feel too good.” With that, he explodes, and I feel something like a shiver run down his back before he stills a final time. Charlie collapses on top of me, and I run my fingers through his hair and kiss his forehead. He looks up at me. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold it anymore.”

“Don’t be sorry! It was perfect. You were perfect.” I kiss him. Slowly, he pulls out, sits up removing the condom, and then comes back and lies down next to me. Charlie puts his arm under my back, rolling me over into his arms. I kiss his chest and then lay my head down on him, intertwining our legs, and laying my arm over him. I look up at him sleepily. “I love you, Charlie.”