Written in the Sand

by Marie , J

  She laughed, walking away.

  I followed her down to the living room where everyone else was congregating, getting ready to head to the lake. Rhett, Remington, Faith, Jameson, Beau, and now Reagan and I.

  Reagan put her hands on her hips. “Alrighty guys, let’s get this show on the road. The lake isn’t going to wait for us. I’m riding with Rhett. The rest of y’all find your own rides.” A chorus of laughter lit up the room.

  Catching her green eyes glitter in the sunlight on the way to my truck was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen. When she bit her lower lip, I had to hold back a groan. We’ve been sharing a house for a while now. It’s closer than that though. We’ve been sharing a wall too. It’s absolute torture knowing that one single wall sits between me and having Cassidy Mae in my arms every night. My dick has been riding the hard-on wave for weeks, with no relief in sight. I’ve jerked off more than I have my entire teenage years. Blue ball syndrome is so real it’s not funny. The ache for her is intense, but it’s not just a need for sex. It’s my need for her in general.

  I’d never felt so out of control in my life, but I’d learned patience. I wouldn’t rush her.

  Cassidy Mae hasn’t occupied every waking and sleep dream in years, but now it’s almost a constant. She’s consuming every single thought, fantasies keeping me company on a nightly basis.

  Nothing, however, could’ve prepared me for the visual stimulation that is Cassidy Mae at the lake. The tiny strip of fabric she’s wearing leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. And she is as sexy as ever. I wanted to cover her the hell up so no one else gets to see as much skin as I do, but I also wanted to ogle the hell out of her. I shouldn’t be thinking about these types of things with what happened earlier today, but I can’t help it.

  My shorts have been tented since she stripped herself of her coverup outfit. I should be ashamed, but I’m not. I’ve told her more than once how I feel now.

  I may not be super experienced, but my brain is far from inexperienced. I have to fight the urge to tug at those tiny black strings and strip her down so she’s bared to me. Completely exposed so my hands and mouth can appreciate every square inch of her creamy porcelain skin. I want to make love to every single dip and curve with my tongue. Run my fingers from her collarbone to her promised land as I suck along every single sensitive spot, causing her to moan and squirm beneath me.

  I looked up from my thoughts and caught emerald beauties staring back at me from her lounger. Well, not at me exactly. The thing that’s currently putting on his own display in my pants, caught her attention. Jumping with her appreciative glances.

  I walked toward her, a grin on my face, and she looked away.

  “Well, hello brother. You mind? You’re blocking the sun? A girl’s trying to get a tan over here.”

  I ignored Reagan, my eyes only on my girl. “Howdy, darlin’?”

  “Hey.” That smile would be the death of me. A bright ray of sun on the cloudiest day.

  “Beau, you hear anything I just said? You make a better door than a window. Move your ass out of my light. I don’t want your silhouette as a tan line.”

  “You should cover-up.” Looking back at Cassidy Mae. “You should too, Cass. Sun’s not good for either one of you.”

  “Beau, we are grown ass women who can do whatever the hell we want, when we want. Now bugger off!”

  The way she said it made me chuckle. Reagan had been watching anything British recently and British words with her hillbilly accent just sounded downright funny.

  “There’s just too much skin exposed over here. Rhett can hardly keep his eyes off you, Reagan, and I don’t need to kill anyone today.”

  “Well, I’d say that’s a kettle and pot type of situation, Beau. You haven’t been able to keep your eyes off Cassidy Mae since we got here.”

  A pout formed on Cassidy Mae’s lips when I didn’t reply. Reagan noticed it immediately.

  “Come on, Cassidy. Let’s get away from this party pooper. Swim time.” She held up lemonade coolers and Cassidy let Reagan pull her up out of the chair. I watched as they waded into the lake, knee-deep, where Rhett, Remington, and Faith were laughing. When they were finally waist deep, they dunked themselves.

  Cass’s body coming up out of the water was sheer perfection. The way the water beaded and streamed down her body made me jealous. It also jumpstarted my unending carnal desire for her. Things like my tongue licking every drop off her sexy body. And when she laid back and let herself float on the top of the water I tried to resist joining. My heart told me not to crowd her, but my legs weren’t listening to a damn thing. Plus, I didn’t want to sit back and watch anymore. She was my girl.

  I waded into the water toward Cassidy Mae and she smiled that magical smile at me. Luckily, I was under the water this time, so the evidence of how much I really enjoyed it was floating safely below the waterline.

  Right before I got to where the women were standing a huge spray of water hit me in the face. A roar of laughter and some giggles hit me and I realized I’d just been water bombed.

  “Oh, this means war,” I said looking directly at the two giggling women before me.

  “What, we didn’t do anything.” Cassidy looked over at Reagan who was nodding.

  That was the start of the epic water fight.

  It has been three weeks since we’d seen or heard anything else from Andrew’s brother. We’d become closer over the last few weeks. Training Oakley. Hanging out late into the morning. Stealing kisses and touches here and there.

  We’d just turned on a movie and were snuggling into the couch when Cass looked up at me. “I want to go see my parents sometime soon. Would you want to come with me?”

  “Hell yeah, Cass.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah… you and me. We’re in this together now. Why wouldn’t I want to go with you? They’re going to have to get used to seeing us together.”

  “But…” She looked away and sighed.

  “But, what, Cass?”

  “It’s just that Andrew never wanted to do anything with my parents. He’d avoid them when we got together and he didn’t even want me to talk about them.”

  “When are you going to get it Cassidy Mae? I’m NOT HIM,” I yelled, not meaning to.

  “Obviously, I know that!” A hint of embarrassment crossed her face at her admission and she turned away.

  “Hey, look. Clearly, Andrew was a piece of shit, Cass. Anyone who doesn’t want to hang out with your parents isn’t normal. Your parents are some of the best people. The fact that I want to hang out with them because they’re a part of your family should be normal to you. Not the other way around. They’re a package deal with marriage. If Andrew didn’t realize that then it’s his own fault.”

  She nodded. “Oh.”

  “Yeah,” I said as I reached over and pulled her chin up to look me in the eye. I wanted her full attention for my next question.

  “Hey Cass, I’m going to need you to do something for me, okay? I know that Andrew is probably your only serious relationship experience, but I’d really appreciate it if you’d stop comparing me to him. Because we’ll never be the same and being compared to him feels like dirt in an open wound. I’ll always do better by you.”

  “God, Beau, I didn’t… I’m… I’m sorry.”

  “I know you don’t mean to and I forgive you.” Smiling down at her, I kissed her lips lightly. “Alright, now let’s watch this movie.”

  I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to me on the couch. Once she’d finally relaxed, I kissed her temple.

  The movie seemed to drag on, but I wasn’t watching it anyhow. I was too busy feeling the touch of her small hand as it crept across my abs and her head resting on my shoulder. Each time I took a breath, I’d inhale her peonies and vanilla scent. A combination of shampoo and her natural sweetness. I wanted to bask in her beauty. Take in every moment given to me.

  Truth is I’d had an erection most of the night just fro
m being around her. Luckily, I was wearing suitable pants for such a situation today, unlike at the lake earlier. I wanted her. All of her, but I wouldn’t rush it. I was going to let her make the first move in whatever was going to happen next. I may be a man now, but I was still damn scared of being rejected.

  Most of the fear probably came from my lack of experience. Yes, I’d been dreaming of what I’d do to pleasure her for years, but I definitely didn’t want to mess it up. As if she’d been reading my mind, she slid out from under my arm to her knees in front of me.

  “Cass, what are you doing?” I asked as she slid herself between my legs. With unsure hands, she reached up to my belt and started unbuckling it.

  My hands grabbed hers, stopping her. “As much as I like where this is heading, darlin’. I really need to know what’s going on in that pretty head of yours.” She bit her lip and looked up at me.

  “Cassidy Mae?”

  She raised her gaze to mine. “I want to do this with you.”

  “Ok, believe me. I’m kicking myself for even questioning things, but I want to make sure that you’re sure about doing this. It’s a big step for both of us. I just want to make really certain we’re on the same page about us.”

  Taking a steady breath, she spoke a confession, “You’ve been amazing to me this whole time and I just want to show you some appreciation.”

  Irritation coursed through me. I wanted her to do this because she wanted to, not out of some feeling of obligation. “Cass, you don’t owe me a damn thing. I don’t need oral sex for treating you the way you’re supposed to be treated and quite frankly it’s insulting that you see me that way.”

  She shook her head. “No… crap. That’s not what I meant. I just. I want you and if you’ve really been thinking about me and waiting on me for years then I’m sure you’ve been dreaming about this. Plus, you’ve had a boner all day and I want to help fix it. I want to be free with you.”

  “You’re absolutely sure this is what you want?”

  “I’m positive.”

  “Ok, darlin’. You do as much or as little as you want. If at any point you want to stop, you stop, okay? I don’t ever want you to feel uncomfortable or feel like you have to do something for me. We’re going at your speed.”

  She winked at me. “I’ll stop when you’ve come in my mouth, Beau Montgomery.”

  A groan erupted from my lips, “Jesus, Cass.”

  I let go of the grip I had on her hands and she went back to unfastening my belt buckle. She unzipped my Levis and slowly pulled my erection from its confines. Once I was fully exposed, she wasted no time. Her small, soft hands caressed my shaft from base to tip. The sensation was overwhelming and if I didn’t control myself, I’d burst like a teenage boy. When she started peppering kisses up the side of my shaft, I was lost. My head fell back against the couch as a moan slipped from my lips.

  “Cass…”

  Before her name departed from my lips, her mouth was on me. Sucking my tip and tracing around it with her tongue. Warmth enveloped me and I wondered how warm other parts of her were. Because if her mouth was ecstasy, then… I didn’t realize until that moment how bad my cock ached to be inside her body. Any part. I wasn’t picky.

  As another groan ripped from my mouth, I felt a smile form on her lips. This was pure bliss, heaven, and it was being provided for the girl I’d loved since I was young.

  She ran her hands up my shaft while she sucked making sure that every part of me was gaining much-wanted attention. As she sucked, licked, and bobbed her head on me I relished it. My Cassidy Mae was causing me to feel this good. My hips bucked up to meet her of their own volition. I was lost in the magic of this feeling, no longer in control. When she cupped my balls in her hand, my eyes opened and landed on her emerald green beauties. As she kissed her way down me and then put her mouth on my balls and sucked, I knew I couldn’t hold it in much longer. My head fell back and I gulped a moan.

  Working her way back up she sucked me the whole way down her throat and that did it.

  “You’re gonna make me come, darlin’.”

  She pulled her lips off me with a pop and a wink.

  “I believe we already pointed out that was the whole point, didn’t we? Be quiet and enjoy.”

  Yes ma’am.

  Her mouth enveloped me and I was lost again to the sensations swimming through my body.

  My hands moved to the soft waves of her hair. I didn’t want to guide her, I wanted to use her as an anchor. She was holding me in place while I wanted to fly away in this bliss. I was the luckiest guy around. I groaned as her tongue slid up the underside of my flesh.

  “I’m going to come darlin’. If you don’t want that in your mouth, I suggest stopping what you’re doing there.” I tried to pull her off me, but she refused, shaking her head. I let myself go and she swallowed it all down, licking a few wayward drops that had fallen onto my body. With a satisfied grin, she sat back on her legs while I sat trying to catch my breath. Her pink lips were swollen and beautiful. I tucked myself back into my pants slowly.

  “You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met. I want you to know that. I also want you to know that it makes me crazy seeing you on your knees and talking dirty like that to me. If I wasn’t already falling in love with you, I would be now. And not because of what just happened. Because of who you are.”

  It was the first time I’d ever done that to a guy. Andrew had always told me I’d never do it right and stopped me, but the noises that Beau made told me he’d liked what I was doing to him. He looked at me like I was the best thing that had ever happened to him and it made me feel special for once. Like maybe someone could love me for me. Not for what they thought I could become.

  ‘Because of who you are’ those words hit my soul deep. I knew Beau was different and he was slowly teaching me that not all men were tools like my dead husband.

  He helped me up from the floor and pulled me to him.

  “That was amazing.”

  “Good… because it’s the first time I’ve ever done it.”

  “You mean to tell me…”

  I nodded.

  “Wow.” He grabbed my hand and led me to the stairs.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Going somewhere else. Don’t need anyone walking in here.”

  “Why, what are you thinking Beau Montgomery?” A smile caught the corner of my lips and he grinned back.

  “Cassidy Mae, I want to taste you too.” Shock. Andrew had never wanted to do that with me. He’d never once offered.

  “But where are you taking me?”

  “My room.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I want to bring you just as much pleasure as you brought me just now. But our luck won’t stay in place forever. Someone could walk in and I don’t want you in a compromising position.”

  “And being in your room would be better?” I questioned.

  He smirked at me. “Yep.”

  “May I ask why?”

  “Yep.”

  “Well…”

  “My room has a door that locks, and a much bigger bed.”

  “Oh. Well, I guess that’s a good idea.”

  “Good.”

  He flew up the stairs with me following. I didn’t have time to look over his room before he pulled me to his bed and laid me down gently. Back flat on the bed.

  “Where were we?” He whispered ever closer to me. “Oh yes. Tasting you.”

  “I don’t understand why you want to… no one’s ever…”

  “No man has ever had his mouth on you, sweet girl?”

  I shook my head. I was excited and terrified. Luckily, I’d shaved recently.

  “Darlin’, do you not want me to make you feel good?”

  “No, I do, it’s just… that’s really… personal…”

  “And I hope that we can get even more personal in the future, but now is not the time. We aren’t ready for that yet. When that happens there is no going back. You’re it for me
and I need you to be on the same page. So, let me make you feel good for now.”

  A multitude of questions plagued my brain, but I kept it to one. “Have you ever… gone down on a girl?”

  “No, you’ll be my first. It’s something so personal and intimate. Let me tell you I’ve been picturing it for years, and with only you…” He winked at me and a nervous giggle erupted from my lips. “So… Can I?”

  I nodded and smiled. He slowly crouched to the floor in front of where he’d laid me on the bed. His fingers hooked at my hips, looking at me for permission to continue. When I nodded, he pulled my booty shorts down my legs and then my panties followed shortly after. A smile broadened his lips as he looked down at me, my lower half fully exposed to him. It was the first time a man other than Andrew had seen me like this and I liked it. I wanted him to get his visual fill.

  I let my knees fall to the sides giving him better access. For some reason, I felt comfortable with Beau. I thought it would be odd, but it wasn’t at all.

  He didn’t even have to say anything. I could see the lust in his eyes.

  “How do you know what you’re doing? I mean have you ever done this before?”

  “Cassidy Mae, I’ve learned how to pleasure you, sure, but I did save you some firsts.”

  “Yeah…”

  “I hate to say it, but you’re not the first girl I’ve ever kissed, darlin’. I’m planning on you being the last though. So, let’s just say it’s the first time I’ve kissed someone I love.”

  “How are you such a charmer?”

  “How are you so damn sexy?” He growled, looking up and down my body.

  A brush crept across my face. “You think… I’m sexy?”

  “You’ve always been sexy, Cass, you just get even more so as you open up to me and let me into your life more.”

  “Ready?” Again, he was checking in on me to make sure I was still okay.

  I nodded; I was ready. He looked like he wanted to worship me. Devour me. Make me his for all of time.

  The breath from his mouth sent shivers up my spine. The anticipation was killing me. He was making me wait for it. His breath is warm against my sensitive skin. My nerves were on fire. The first kiss to my mound was tentative as if he was testing the waters, committing everything to memory as he went.