Beautiful. Was I really that beautiful? I watched as he came over toward me closer. Holding me. “Mister-“ I didn’t even get a chance to protest as he pulled me close and kissed me. My whole body felt warm as he deepened the kiss. I should have felt fumbly I think, but that wasn’t the way it felt at all. It felt right. I didn’t even think about my parents anymore as we kissed. I was also aware he never actually put his shirt on.
When he pulled away, it was only for a second. I felt a drive to keep kissing him. I placed my arms around his back as he held me closer around my waist. At that moment, I could definitely feel how much we didn’t want to break. He did though, long enough to tell me something.
“Today is Independence Day, Alicia. The only day we have to be free. What do you want to do?”
Uh, I had to say it? I couldn’t. If I did though, then we’d . . . I wanted him. I wanted it to be him. One night. A couple more hours at most. “I want to . . .” To say it. I could feel his need for me. “I want to . . .” Mom and Dad. Earth. Right now, none of it mattered. Just, us. Just, our feelings, for only a short time. No. I wouldn’t let this night end with just a few new fireworks introduced and straight back home. “I want to have sex with you.”
There. I said it. I felt it.
He didn’t say anything as he kissed me again. Long and slow, as I felt his hands against my shorts. He tugged them down with ease but placed my hands on his. Understanding the hint, I felt him first.
Was that whole thing I felt him? It was starting to throb against my hand. I broke the kiss to ask if that was an alien trait or if that was normal. I only got a smirk in reply as he started to kiss me again. I felt my shorts fall to the ground. My blue and white bikini thong was the only thing on my lower half now as I slipped off my sandals.
I felt his hand against mine again, urging me on. He wasn’t wearing anything under his cutoff jeans, was he? No, I had to stop being scared. If I wanted this with him, then I couldn’t make him do everything. I tugged at his shorts.
Okay, they were tougher than mine, and I got disrupted when he took off my tie-on top. My bikini top was beneath it. Officially, I had been seen as I was by so many. He just took off two things and I was in my bikini. Maybe that’s why it was so tough to take off his shorts. When I did that, it would be no return. I wanted that, but I didn’t. I’d never done anything like this before, but I wanted him.
Then I felt the back of my bikini unsnap. Just like that, I felt the change. I was no longer in just a bikini. I was seen by him. I trembled a second as his hand touched them. He stopped kissing me and stared at my breasts. Then, his eyes locked with mine as he lifted me up.
Lifted me up?! I took a second to catch my breath. Where did he want to put me? There was no bed in that room to lay on.
I watched as water started to flood into the room. He was stealing water from somewhere. The window? The window was open!
“Don’t worry,” he whispered. “Nobody can see, we are too high up. Just lie down, Alicia.”
Lie down? I felt him tilting me backwards. Water rushed along my neck gently and my shoulders. He made us a literal waterbed. He climbed on top of it too and kissed me again, but this time, his hands went down by my bikini.
He rubbed me and caused me to jerk slightly. Then, he asked me if he could explore the Earth. I didn’t get it at first until I thought about my bikini. Green and blue. I understand just as I felt him dipping into my bikini. He started to kiss around my neck as he touched me in ways, I couldn’t even touch myself. Reaching in places I could never reach. As I started to feel wet, my whole body started to tremble, like it was waiting for something. I knew what it was waiting for, but I didn’t know how to do it. For him. I needed to release, for him.
For him. Because of him. I felt the familiar tremble ride through me so much more than I ever felt before. As I felt it, he had ducked his head and started to suck a breast. My breathing, my panting, it was all so much, I couldn’t, I couldn’t- “Mister Fourth!”
I couldn’t say his whole name as my body started to calm down. He started kissing me again as he climbed on top. My body felt so loose now. Was that all just his fingers or did he use water down there as well? I couldn’t tell.
“Of July,” he finished for me. “Are you ready?”
Oh yes, I had been. All my life for him. He put his hands in mine and started to nudge me below. Little by little until he gave what was probably a slight push. “Aye aye aye.” I tried to keep it low.
“It’s okay. It’s just at first,” he assured me. “The wetter you are, the easier it is.”
“Did you make it wetter?” I asked. Once again, he just smirked as he kissed me.
It was a combination of pain and pleasure. Being with him. Breaking with him. He rocked on top of me, and eventually, I started rocking with him.
“Let me know if I go too fast,” he warned me. He wasn’t though. He read me just right, like he always had. As we moved faster, this time I could see the pleasure he was feeling out of it, and that started to get to me. I wanted him to feel the pleasure of me.
I wanted him to feel the pleasure of only me. As he moved faster and faster, he held his mouth to mine, separated only by our heavy breathing in and out until he finally came.
I lied there, feeling spent, only vaguely aware of what happened. “We had sex. Did we have a condom?”
He just chuckled. “I took something,” he said to me. “We don’t use those anymore.”
Oh. Earth thing again. “Everything’s old fashioned on Earth I guess.” He took my shaking hand, still vibrating from our experience and placed a kiss on it.
“I would deal with every old-fashioned thing, if it meant staying with you.” He pulled me closer to him and we both sunk deeper into the warm water. I found myself relaxing on his chest, my breasts only half in the water, but feeling unafraid. Even through sex, he never lost control of the water for us. I felt so at peace with him I thought right before I hiccupped.
~Mister Fourth of July~
Alicia fell asleep on my chest. We’d have to get up soon and go, but I couldn’t bear to wake her yet. I saw it, what my mother was talking about. A single bubble escaped her delicate mouth. I connected more than just to her feelings, I connected to her body’s own chemistry. Our bodies were fixed to each other. I gently popped the love bubble circling above her head. I took a long deep breath with her in my arms. I wanted her there forever.
I heard a knock at the door though. The warning. We had to go.
Earth
~Alicia~
We ended the night on the hood like always, but we weren’t exactly watching fireworks in the sky this time. We wanted to spend every moment with each other, but Candace shouted at us, ending our last make out session.
The warning came too late though. Uh oh. My dad was already careening to a stop and slamming the door as he got out. I looked back toward Mister Fourth of July but he wasn’t getting up this time as fast. He didn’t seem to be worried at all.
“Get off of my daughter!” Dad yelled, trying to grab Mister Fourth of July. He just sort of . . . shook my dad off. Not hard, but more like he was trying to shake off a puppy.
“I’ve gone over this with you once, Sir. I really don’t want to have to use force against you.” He got off the hood and held my dad back, once again like he was just a fussy puppy that wanted attention. He looked toward me. “Sorry I took longer. I didn’t mean to get you in trouble.” Then he glanced toward my mom. “Hello, Mrs. Alamillo.”
My mom waved, probably stunned.
I moved off the hood too and went to the car. I knew I would hear about it later, but I just? I didn’t care. I didn’t care what they had to say.
I loved Mister Fourth of July, and I wasn’t going to let my parents stop me from seeing him again. I didn’t even answer my father when he got into the car and drove away.
~Mister Fourth of July~
“Oh, crud,” Candace said to me. “Why did you have to push it so hard? There’s no way I can get he
r dad to let me have her for a party next year now.”
That didn’t matter. Next year? I swear, I would find a way to get to her. Next time she came to my colony, I knew she wouldn’t be leaving. “Do you think I could just offer them ten million for her hand, or would that be rude?”
She put her hand to her face. “Only a Champion Adventurer would say that with a straight face. If you are going to try anything, make it marriage. Alicia wouldn’t hurt you. She’d never hurt you.”
Yeah, but marriage took both parents permissions while courtezan only took one. Unless I was granted an Adventurer Exception, marriage wasn’t an option. People liked money though and sometimes a lot of money pulled me out of jams. I wasn’t too proud; I’d pay anything to free her from this planet so she could stay with me. “Her dad is going to be hard. I can’t just beat him up. That wouldn’t make her happy.” I skipped tag with him this year and opted for trying to just keep him back. I think that made him madder than the tag though.
“Her dad is a tried and true believer of the human race surviving on all traditions,” Candace answered. “Her mom though?” She shrugged. “Oh yeah, she’ll jump for you if Alicia jumps. You shouldn’t have pushed it so far. I’m telling you. There is absolutely no way they are going to trust me again. Aside from beating up her dad, I don’t think you’ll see her next year.”
Yeah, a hero couldn’t beat up an innocent man. That was against the law if I was willingly doing that. “Is her dad guilty of any crime?”
“Sorry, he’s not a villain. He’s just watching out for her,” Candace said. “Also, you were way too loose and relaxed. I bet he knows exactly how far you took things tonight, and what your intentions are going forward. Remember, Vinnie. They have say-so over her life. They aren’t so willing to give it up.”
“I won’t give up on her.”
“You’ll have to if they make her marry someone else.”
Damn! “They better not.”
“Just watch her dad,” Candace said. “By the time you can legally come down again, there’s no way she won’t be married off. What are you going to do, Cuz?”
No choice. “How much do you think her mom would want for her?” If I just got one parent, and Alicia’s consent instead, that’s all I would need for marriage. This was fast though. We were moving really fast, and although I appreciated the speed, I didn’t know if she was ready to leave her entire family and planet behind. Only to visit once a year. “No. I can’t trap her like that.” But it took two guardians to will their children to marry. “Would her mom play the villain to her dad?”
“Now that’s the way to think,” Candace winked, “and oh yes she would.”
Chapter Eight: Twenty-Two
Earth
~Alicia~
I was steaming, and my father knew it as he wiggled the tickets in his hand. For the Fourth of July, we were going out of state to my Aunt Sarah’s house for her Fourth of July party. I admit, I loved my Aunt Sarah, but my father was not taking me away from the one night that Mister Fourth of July would be in town. Not happening. “No way, I am not going.”
“You are. That party is right across the road from here, and that boy isn’t going to be sneaking over to get you,” my father warned me. “You are coming with your mom and me. You are spending the Fourth of July with your Aunt Sarah. The decision is final.”
“We’re going there and coming straight back.” My mother’s voice was almost as sour. “We’re leaving on the Fourth of July and were getting back early on the fifth.” She glared at my father. “Let’s just forget the fact I haven’t seen her in over two years.”
“I have work,” he reminded her roughly. “Now, we are going down on the fourth, and we are getting back early on the fifth. Everyone is going, and that’s final.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” I shouted. “You had a long time to tell me about this, father.”
“Why, so you could think of a way out? Tell that alien boy to come earlier? No way. Tomorrow morning, we are going.” His voice held firm.
I sat back and crossed my arms, putting on my best act. Some of Candace’s family actually came late on the third. I couldn’t see him at the hood, but maybe I could get up early and sneak off to see him before I left?
It was sooner than that though as I heard something by my bedroom window. I put my robe on that hung on my bed post and went over to look. I tugged open the curtains. Whoah.
Water. There was water built up like liquid steps. Mister Fourth of July smiled from the bottom as he walked up them.
My heart instantly felt better as I saw him. I opened the window, knowing next year my dad would probably have bars against it. It was worth it though to see him.
“Liquid steps. I’m holding it in place,” he insisted.
I took my hand and bent down. The liquid feeling of it. Strange, squishy, yet solid. I missed that feeling, especially when he laid down with me on the water. In the air, I saw small traces of water, stuck like they were small pebbles of rain. The pebbles seemed to come from . . . Candace’s backyard? “Candace’s pool.” He stole her pool water to see me.
Oh, I loved this man. He had his usual smell of fireworks, and his skin was warm against me. I clung to his muscle shirt as he hugged me back.
“I had a feeling your dad might take you away,” he said in my ear. “I knew he would.”
“You’re right. We’re going to my Aunt’s for the Fourth of July,” I told him. “I can’t spend it here this year. I wanted to.”
“I know. Your mom told me as soon as she knew,” he said.
My mom? “How?”
“She told Candace,” he said. “So, I came down a day earlier. Sorry to say this? I’m paying off your mom. I didn’t want them to try and marry you off to someone when I wasn’t looking.”
Uh? Would they go that far? Did that ever come up in conversation? “They wouldn’t, right?” He didn’t seem to know how to answer. At least my mom did care enough to watch my back. I never wanted to marry anyone except, well, him one day. I’d? I’d marry him right now if he’d ask. I didn’t want to be separated a year at a time until I was twenty-four. “You still smell like fireworks.” I had to break the silence. “Have you been practicing?”
“Yeah, I get better each year for you.” He winked. “I still don’t want to throw them from my hands though.”
“Me neither.” I looked at his handsome face. How I missed his face. “My dad made me date everyone under the sun, but I never cared for any of them. No kissing at all. You?”
“My mom doesn’t care about that,” he confessed. “Honestly? Do you want to know something?”
“What?”
“My mom told you to call her Ani. Ani means mom.” He pulled me closer. “The bubbles. I know you make them too. I saw it last year after sex.”
Ooh, sex. That was a nice thought. Wait. “You saw that?”
“Chemistry. My mom knew the chemistry since I blew my first bubble at ten,” he confessed. “She knew right then that you would be the one for me. People wait their whole lives to find someone that stirs the bubbles inside of them.” He looked back toward Candace’s. “No party. I can’t go to Candace’s.” He looked back toward my bedroom window. “We can celebrate pre-July with our own fireworks?”
I couldn’t help a slight smile as I gave him a small tug to come into my bedroom. It had been a year and both of us were thinking the same thing at that moment. Just to be together. There may not be any extra time for anything else. Even if I got caught, I wouldn’t care. I’d deal with the consequences. “I-“ I watched as a bubble floated away from me. “I love you.”
“I-“ I watched a bubble escape him as well. “I love you too.”
We didn’t pop each other’s bubbles this time. They moved into each other and drifted up, popping together as well as he reached for my robe. There wouldn’t be anything for a tease tonight.
As he undid my robe and it dropped to the floor, he stared a little wide-eyed at first. “Di
d you plan on going to bed naked?” he asked me.
“Not yet,” I told him. “I haven’t felt satisfaction since the last day I saw you.” Nothing but the truth. I tried to satisfy myself from these urges, these feelings, but nothing was as great as him. I watched as some water came in through the window and spun around the bedroom door. Oh, that’s right. It wasn’t even locked yet.
I watched the watery staircase leave almost in a giant wave, return to Candace’s pool. Only a small amount was left over to close the window, and move the curtains shut.
This year, I wasn’t a virgin either, and I wanted him to have that knowledge I didn’t fear him this year. I took his muscle shirt off for him. Well, I tried. He was much taller than me. He helped me some getting the hint. While he did that, I touched his cut-off jeans again. This time, I knew the whole thing was actually him. I reached for them and tried sliding them down. It wasn’t perfect though, like last year, they were too tight. He helped again with his own small nudge.
Nude and standing next to each other. This is what I dreamed of again. As he reached toward me to pleasure me again, this time, I reached toward his member too. I stroked it up and down.
Instead of lying me down, he whispered in my ear. “I don’t want to get you into trouble. I hate when you have to tolerate scolding just for our feelings. If you need to yell, yell, but I’ll keep it together for you.”
I felt him lifting my rear end. Oh! He lifted me? No squeaky bed of mine.
Every time I looked at him, it was hard to imagine how much power he had. He lifted my entire body and planned on being with me, while holding me fully with no support. Not even a back wall.
I felt traces of water splash against me as a tease as I felt him enter me. I gripped his shoulders and felt the need I finally needed to quench coming to the surface. I longed for him so much, I could never get close enough to even pretending to be him. Not his member, not his hand, nothing. I couldn’t use his voice, or even a small picture. All I had was the picture in my ring for him that I swore I would never open.
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