Always Fraser

by A. K. Steel

  She's looking out the window and her face breaks into a massive smile. “Oh my God, Fraser.” She hits me on the arm in excitement. “You brought me to Ti Tree Lakes. I love this place. Remember when you first got your licence and I begged you to get me out of town? That crazy bitch Audrey had been giving me a hard time and you brought me here to get away from it all. It's so magical and peaceful. I had totally forgotten about this place."

  I pull into the car park and stop the engine. “I knew you would love it. See? I told you to trust me. I know you better than you know yourself. I remembered how much you loved it last time we came here. I didn’t hear the end of it for weeks. You went on and on about how nice your skin and hair were after swimming here. Plus, I thought we might be able to get a little privacy away from the town gossips and all the usual places we could bump into your family.”

  “It's a perfect first date, thank you.” She looks over to me with the most beautiful smile. She's finally relaxing.

  I grab the beach towels out of my car boot, and we walk down the winding dirt track that takes us to the lake. “Looks like we have the place to ourselves. You ready to go for a swim?”

  “Sure am.” She’s already wiggling off her shorts and singlet to reveal the cutest pale pink bikini with pineapples all over it.

  “Pineapples, hey?” Fuck, she's hot! My dick is instantly hard at the sight of her in that tiny bikini. There's not much to it. I can see her every curve, with her tits on full display. It makes me want to take her right here on a towel down by the lake. There’s no one around to see us. We could… But I know Elly, and that won't go down well. I’m going to have to control myself around her and try to take it slow until later.

  “What's wrong with the pineapples? They’re meant to be good luck, and I thought I might need it with you today,” she says with a cheeky smile, giving me a little shimmy.

  “There's nothing wrong with them. You look fucking hot!”

  “Thanks, thought you might like this one.” She flicks her hair over her shoulder. “Beat you in.” She's already running down to the water before I’ve had a chance to remove my T-shirt. I learnt long ago not to bother entering into any competition with her, or Drew, because they want to win at everything, and they will do whatever it takes to make it happen. It's easier not to compete.

  I remove my shirt and make my way down to the water, trying to adjust myself so the effect she's having on me isn’t so obvious. She’s swum right out into the middle of the lake. I dive under to catch up to her. Man, the water feels good as it hits my sore muscles. It's warmer than I thought it would be for this time of year. This is just what I needed this afternoon. Time alone with my girl.

  “What took you so long, slowcoach?” she taunts, bobbing around in the water. She’s only in up to her shoulders and splashes me playfully as I swim towards her.

  “I was just enjoying the view. It’s fucking amazing.”

  “It's so beautiful here, hey?” She's looking around, taking it all in.

  I pull her closer to me, wrapping my wet arms around her. “I was talking about you.” I run my hands through her long hair and bend down, my lips meeting with hers, breaking the uncomfortable tension that's been there since she got to my place this afternoon. “I like this,” I say, flicking the side of her bikini bottoms as I run my hands down her sides and under her arse.

  “Thought you would.” She blushes, dropping her head, getting all shy with me.

  I bring my hand to her chin, bringing her face up so our eyes meet. I run my thumb across her lips and they part. She wraps her arms around my shoulders, and I pull her in close to me, as if I’m going to kiss her, but then pull her under the water with me instead. We make it to the surface of the water, and she hits me and splashes me. I can't help but laugh. She’s now soaking wet with hair dripping around her face.

  “What did you do that for?” she scolds, trying to look angry with me.

  “The water's good for your hair. I was helping you get it wet,” I laugh, flashing her my best cheeky grin.

  She splashes me again, pretending to pout, and I pull her in for a kiss. “You can't stay mad at me, I’m your ride home.”

  “I guess. Just no more wetting my hair.”

  I pull her into me and wrap my arms around her. “Okay. No more wetting your hair.”

  We swim for a bit longer, just relaxing and enjoying the quiet and calm a place like this brings. The sounds of birds chirping in the trees. “Come on, let's go get dry. The sun will be going down soon and I’m taking you for fish and chips at the beach. Hopefully, there’ll be a nice sunset.”

  “Look at you, Fraser, getting all romantic. Who would have thought.”

  “Well, I have no idea what I’m doing, but for you, gorgeous, I’m trying.” She splashes me again and I throw her a warning look. "You don't want to start that again, do you?"

  "No, no, no," she screams as I splash her back, and she runs up the side of the lake and out of the water to where we left our towels.

  We dry off and pack up our belongings and head back up the winding trail to the car. The beach is just a short drive around the corner, and we can pick up dinner on the way.

  We’ve been sitting on the beach with our fish and chips watching the sun set for the last hour. I know this is only our first official date, but this is exactly how I imagined dating Elly would be. She might dress all fancy and put on the facade of someone who's confident, but when you hang out with her, she's super chill and down to earth.

  Being around her again is just like it was when we were kids, only now, I can't deny the way I feel about her. Every time I see her the feelings get stronger. She's like my drug and I can't get enough. This time things have to work out for us. I can’t afford to lose her again.

  I see her shivering. I wrap my arm around her trying to warm her up. “What do you say we head back to my place? It's getting cold now the sun's down.”

  “That sounds good, I’m dying for a shower.” She smiles sweetly.

  “You're always dying for a shower.”

  “It’s my happy place. Don’t you think, no matter what type of day you have had, life just feels better once you're in the shower surrounded by warm water?”

  “Yeah, I guess. Maybe if you're in there with me it would feel like that.”

  She offers a shy smile. “That's not quite what I meant.”

  “When you start talking about you in the shower, that's all I’m imagining.”

  “Of course that's where your dirty mind goes,” she teases.

  I shake the sand off the towels. I reach my hand out, lacing my fingers through hers, as we walk hand in hand back up the beach to where we parked my car.

  Elly sits looking out the window as we drive home. She hasn't said a word since we got in the car. “You okay?” I ask.

  “I had forgotten how beautiful this area is. I really missed it when I was in Sydney, amongst other things.”

  “Why did you run away to Sydney anyway, Elly? We could have worked things out if you’d stayed.”

  “No, we couldn’t. Look at us now. It's eight years later and we're sneaking around so we can see each other. Anyway, I left for Sydney because you said we couldn’t ever be together. Remember, those were your exact words. I will never forget them. And I wasn’t sticking round to watch you date every other girl in town under my nose.”

  “Harsh, Elena!”

  “Well, the truth hurts, Fraser! You keep saying I ran away from you, but I didn’t run. I just moved on because you didn’t want to be with me. I knew I had to start my own life, where I couldn’t be hurt by watching you with other girls.” She's getting all feisty now. I probably shouldn’t have said anything. I have no comeback for what she just said. She’s probably right. At the time, I really couldn’t see how we could make it work.

  “I’m sorry things ended the way they did that day. I felt like you were running away from me. Just like Mum did. Because I wasn’t worth fighting for.”

  “Fraser, I w
asn’t running away from you. I just couldn’t be around you anymore, and it wasn’t because I didn’t care about you. I was in love with you and couldn’t do anything about it. Being around you and not with you was torture.”

  “Being away from you was harder, Elly. I completely lost it when you left. I felt like a part of me was missing. Then I found out from Drew you’d moved in with that guy only a month after you left. That fucking hurt, Elly.”

  “I’m sorry, Fraser, I didn’t know you cared that much. You didn’t tell me any of this at the time. I felt like Drew was the most important one to you. You wouldn’t do anything to risk his friendship.”

  “He was important to me, your whole family is, that's why I didn’t want to stuff it all up. But you're the one I can't live without. I know it's only been a few weeks since we reconnected, but the feelings I have for you haven’t ever gone away, and I want to see what this is. This time, no running!”

  “So do I, Fraser, I’m just not ready to tell the family yet. So, can we just see what this is for a bit, then tell them when we're ready?”

  “Yeah, okay, but I don’t want to wait too long.” I stare out to the road, trying not to cause an argument over this or push her too much.

  Elena

  We pull up at his house after the lovely date he planned. Shame he had to ruin it by bringing up the past, or maybe I did. I can't remember. But whoever did, it's put me in a bad mood now. “I need a shower, can I grab a towel?” I ask, standing with hands folded, waiting for him to open his front door.

  “Go get in. I’ll bring one in to you.”

  “What about Blake?”

  "He's not joining us in the shower, Elly."

  "Not what I meant. Won't he be around, you know?"

  He opens the front door and walks in the house. “Looks like he’s not here. His car wasn’t out the front, so we don’t need to worry about him. Go run the shower, I’ll be there in a sec.”

  Shit, is he planning on showering with me? He’s so comfortable with himself. He doesn't care who sees him doing what! I guess it’s because he's so experienced. He’s probably had thousands of showers with other girls, probably in this shower. Elly, don’t let your mind go there. Now I’m imagining him with other girls in all sorts of positions. Damn it! Stop, thought train, before you derail me.

  Why am I so insecure when it comes to him? I guess I’ve only been with him and Jessie. And Jessie was kind of vanilla when it came to sex. We would never take a shower together, or do anything outside of the bed, for that matter. With Jessie, it was straight-up vanilla sex. Four different positions, that was it, and very rarely oral sex. I mean, he would expect me to give him head occasionally, but sex with him was all about him. Normally, when he felt like it. If I’m honest, I didn’t have much of a sex drive with him at all, so I just kind of did it when he wanted to shut him up. To keep him happy. It was never anything great, so why would I want to go back regularly. Probably explains why he cheated on me in the end.

  Fraser and Blake’s bathroom is modern, probably been updated recently. With large polished concrete-look grey tiles on the floor and up the walls. It's dark and moody. The shower is one of those modern ones with just the panel of glass partitioning it off from the rest of the room with a massive waterfall showerhead. I turn on the faucet and hop under the warm water as steam fills the air. The water hitting my back slowly warms me up. It feels so good. I need one of these showerheads in my life. It's amazing.

  I start to lather up the soap and wash my body. Fraser walks in the room, completely naked, holding two towels that he drops on the countertop, and walks straight into the shower. Like he’s done this routine a hundred times before. I’m so new at this. I don't even know where to stand. With his massive frame, there's no way we’ll both fit in here. I mean, it's a biggish shower, but how do you shower at the same time as someone else?

  “I’m done. I can get out if you like so you can shower?” I offer.

  “That seems like a bad idea, gorgeous. I was hoping you might like to show me what you like to do in one of these long showers you take.”

  “You mean you want me to...?” I can't even say it out loud. Does he want me to touch myself?

  “You know what I want, Elly, for you to show me how you get yourself off. I want to watch you.”

  Oh my god, he’s serious. I can feel my face blushing just at the thought of what he is asking me to do. Okay, Elly, pull yourself together, you can do this. It's not like I don’t pleasure myself sometimes, I just haven’t had an audience before.

  I lean up against the cold tile wall and slowly run my hand down my tummy, over my landing strip to my clit, and start to circle. As I run my other hand up to my breast, slowly teasing my nipple. I’m rewarded with a low growl of appreciation from Fraser. He's watching my every move, his eyes dark and seductive with the promise of a naughty night to come. I feel a tingle of excitement at the thought.

  “Good girl. Fuck, you look hot playing with yourself, Elly. I could watch you do this all day.” He grips his hard cock in his hand and slowly strokes as he watches me. His body is insane. I can see every ripple of muscle on his six-pack up to his broad shoulders. He has an intricate tattoo that crosses from one shoulder to the other.

  This is the hottest thing I have ever done. I can't believe how turned on I am watching him watch me. I can feel how wet I am with my arousal practically running down my leg. So I move my hand between my legs, pushing two fingers in. Finger fucking myself as he continues to stroke his cock more aggressively now. I'm so sensitive after being on edge all week wanting him. I'm sure my body is going to explode at any second just from his gaze and my fingers sliding in and out.

  "Fraser, this is so fucking hot." His eyes are fixed on me, watching my every move, and I can feel my climax building. I press my thumb back on my clit as it builds. I have to hold myself up against the shower wall to stop my legs from buckling beneath me as my orgasm rips through me and my body feels weak.

  Fraser's eyes are still on me. He edges closer and I can tell he’s nearly there. His hand moving back and forth with hard and fast strokes until he lets go all over my stomach. The hot sticky liquid running down my front. His smile is pure satisfaction as he wraps his arms around me, pulling me into him. “That was so fucking hot, Elly. I knew you weren't the good little girl you pretend to be.”

  “Maybe you just bring out my naughty side,” I purr.

  “That's the aim, gorgeous, and there's going to be a lot more to still explore.” He takes the body wash off the shelf, lathering it in his hands, washing himself. His hands run over his chiselled chest and arms. His body is seriously ridiculous. I could watch this all day.

  “Your turn.” He squeezes more of the body wash in his hands, lathering up again. “Turn around.” I do what he says, and his hands roam down my shoulders and back, massaging as he goes. It feels so good on my sore muscles. His hands move around to my front, over my breasts and stomach, cleansing and massaging every part of me as I lie my head back on his shoulder, relaxing into him. I don’t want him to stop. It feels so good on my sore muscles from yesterday.

  “I guess I can see the appeal in your long showers now,” he says.

  I giggle. “They're not normally that exciting,” I say sleepily, as he shuts off the water.

  We hop out of the shower and dry off. “Bed now,” he says, wrapping me in a massive fluffy towel. I hope Blake isn’t home. This is going to get weird if he is. I make my way quickly down the hall to Fraser’s bedroom with my towel tucked tightly to my chest. Fraser’s close behind me, totally nude, without a care in the world. As soon as we're in his room, he takes my towel, drops it to the floor, and wraps his arms around me. He pushes me back onto his bed. As his lips meet mine, he kisses me roughly, swiping his tongue through my open mouth and biting my lip. He’s different tonight, like a wild animal possessed.

  “That, in the shower, Elly, was too much. I need more of you now.”

  "How are you ready to go again?"
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  "Always ready when you're around." He kisses down my neck, roughly grabbing my breasts in his hands. “On all fours, gorgeous. I want to see that arse when I fuck you this time.”

  I roll over and he slaps me on the arse. “Ouch, what did you do that for?”

  “Because I felt like it. Your arse looks hot up in the air like that.” He slaps me again, then slides two thick fingers into my waiting pussy. I moan and dig my fingers into the sheets. It feels so good. What is he doing to me? This feels fucking amazing. He pumps his fingers slowly in and out, warming me up for him. He pulls out his fingers and I can hear him tear the foil packet.

  His hand is back on my hip, steadying me, as he pushes into me in one move. He reaches his hand around to grip my breast as he slams into me again.

  “Are you okay, gorgeous?”

  “Yes, don’t stop,” is all I can get out as he pumps into me again and the outside world fades away. All I can focus on is his hard, fast thrusts as he fucks me from behind. It's rough, but I fucking love it. I feel alive in a way I have never felt before, leaving my whole body tingling with the anticipation of the next time he thrusts into me. His fingers dig into my hips, and I grip onto the sheets, trying to stop myself from collapsing under his weight.

  “Fuck, Elly, I’m going to come.”

  I nod my head as I feel one last pump as he bites down on my shoulder. I let go completely as he rips the most incredible orgasm from me. It feels like an out-of-body experience to someplace I have never been before. I’m shaking and I collapse into him as he pulls me close to his chest and rolls us over. He cuddles into me from behind, pulling my body as closely into him, placing kisses on my shoulder as he strokes my hair.

  “Oh my god, Fraser, that was fucking insane! You're insane.”

  “Are you okay?” he asks, stroking my hair. “I just lost control. I was worried I hurt you.”

  “No, you didn’t—well, not in a bad way. I just never experienced anything like that before. I think walking is going to be an issue tomorrow,” I say with a little laugh.