by Amy DeMeritt
“Are you sure? Do you want some ice or something?” She’s still holding my hand and stroking the top of it in a soothingly, caring way. “The sting is all gone now.” She looks at my hand again and shakes her head. “But it’s still red right here.” I laugh and glance at Madison. She’s watching with an amused smile. “Would it make you feel better to bring me ice, Carmen?” She nods and I laugh. “Ok, you can bring me ice.” She smiles and gently strokes my hand again before gently placing my hand back on the table. She quickly wipes up the few drops of water on the table and starts to turn. “I’ll be right back.”
I look at Madison and she’s watching me with a cute grin. “I bet she ices it for you.” I laugh and nod. “Probably. Does that bother you?” She shakes her head. “No. It’s cute.”
Carmen comes back with a bowl of ice and a wet towel. She gently lifts my hand off the table and applies the cool rag to the “burned” spot on my hand.
“How does that feel?” I smile at her gentle caring touch. Madison’s right – it is cute that she’s fussing over me like this and she doesn’t even know me. “It’s good.”
She slowly pulls the rag back and grabs a piece of ice. While holding the flat square cube, she slowly rubs it over my burns and my eyes slightly close and my brow pinches as the ice causes the heat in the burn to spark a new sting.
“Does this hurt?” She pulls the ice back and I shake my head. “It’s just drawing the heat out. Its ok.”
She resumes her treatment for a couple more minutes and then pulls the ice away and pats the spot with the cool rag again.
“Ok, I have to go check on some tables, but I’ll be back to check on you soon.”
She gently places my hand back on the table and turns to leave. I look back at Madison and she’s watching me with a mischievous looking grin. She opens her tea bag and adds it to the still steaming mug in front of herself. After pushing the tea bag down into the hot water with her spoon, she reaches forward and makes my tea for me.
“Honey or lemon?” She asks while she stirs my mug. I smile and nod once. “Yes, please.” I watch her add a spoonful of honey and squeeze a lemon wedge into my mug before she doctors her own. “Thank you.”
“So, if I was ok with it, would you go make out with her right now?”
“Alone?” She smiles and nods once. “Then, no.”
“Would you if I wanted to come watch?”
“If you asked me to because it would make you happy to watch, then I guess so.” She laughs and takes my hand in hers. “Why not alone, but if I wanted to watch?”
“You claimed me for yourself, remember? I belong to you. Anything I do would be to make you happy. Going alone wouldn’t be for you, but doing that for your viewing pleasure would be.”
“But doesn’t that seem like I have you on a leash or something?” I laugh hard and run my fingers through my hair. “Baby, you could literally put a leash around my neck and I’d love it. I like feeling like I’m yours and only yours. Go ahead and tie your rope around me as tightly as you want. If I do something you don’t like, smack me around.”
Madison’s face spreads into a huge smile and her cheeks blush a little. Her eyes look at my neck a moment and she licks her lips in an aroused way.
“You like to be smacked and spanked?”
I laugh and my cheeks blush a little bit. I run my hand through my hair and sit back. I take a few sips of tea to procrastinate answering and she smiles at me.
“I had a feeling when I was watching you dance with Candi that you are probably a little kinky.” I laugh hard and shake my head. “More than a little.” Madison laughs and leans forward to kiss me. “So, are you still going to spank me later?” I smile really big and nod. “Yes.” She smiles and bites her bottom lip briefly. “Ok, baby.”
Chapter Twelve
Its Wednesday afternoon and Madison is supposed to be meeting a group from one of her psychology classes to study for a major test. She told me she wants me to give her the “not disappearing” test, and this is the only time I could think of that would actually test that. I wouldn’t feel right about asking her to skip class and I’m not a morning person like she is so it wouldn’t be a sacrifice for her to have to wake up early like she did when she tested me. Missing a study group that will most likely just turn into a social hour is the only logical sacrifice I can think of.
I ran out after my last class and bought all of the supplies for the activity. Now it’s time to test her. She should just be arriving to the library now.
Me: Hey, you should meet me outside the Court.
Madison: I just got to my study group.
Me: I know.
Madison: Can I meet you after?”
Me: That’s up to you.
Madison: I’ll be there in 5 mins.
I smile and quickly shoulder my bookbag with the supplies for the activity I planned and rush down the stairs of my dorm building. Madison and I are coming from opposite directions of nearly equal distance of the Court so we arrive at pretty much the same time. She stops a couple feet in front of me with a small smile and nods her head upwards once.
“What’s in the bag?”
“It’s a secret. You sure you’re willing to miss your study group?” She smiles and steps forward. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses my lips. “I’m sure. Am I passing the test so far?” I laugh and nod. “Test successfully passed. Now, we’re going to have fun. Come on. We have a bit of a walk.”
She looks at me confused, but just takes my hand and follows my lead. I had to do a bit of scouting and research to find someplace we could pull this off without risk of getting in trouble. My plans aren’t illegal, but it’s probably not something that would go over well if done on campus.
Just passed the baseball field is a strip of woods and behind that is farm land completely surrounded by woods. There’s no buildings or major roads within view of the field. The corn has been cut and tilled since the season is over, so we have a nice open field to play in. The walk takes about fifteen minutes, but Madison doesn’t question me once where we’re going, which makes me feel good. I love that she feels so safe and comfortable with me that she just followed me out into the woods and into a deserted crop field.
We walk about twenty yards into the field and then I stop and pull my bookbag off. Madison also discards hers and looks around us with a curious smile.
“This is an odd place for a picnic.” I laugh and shake my head. “Nope, not a picnic. We’re making daytime fireworks.” Her smile widens and she releases a small laugh. “What are daytime fireworks?”
I just smile and start pulling out the supplies. I pull out a bag of white party balloons, a small funnel, a few packets of powder dye, a canister of helium, and a small toy airsoft gun with metal BB’s. Madison squats down with me and looks at everything with an amused smirk. She lifts the gun and a dye packet.
“Ok, how are we making fireworks with this stuff?”
“We’re going to pour some of the dye into the balloons, then fill them with the helium and tie them off. We’ll release the balloon into the air, and then you’ll shoot the balloon. When it pops, it will burst with a bright powder puff in the air.”
“Did you come up with this all on your own?” I smile and dust off my shoulder in a cocky way. “I sure did.”
Madison smiles and pulls me into a kiss that makes me almost fall over. She giggles when she pulls back and sees how unsteady she left me.
“Is this dye going to pollute the field?”
“No, it’s biodegradable and non-toxic.”
“Ok, good. What should I do?”
I first show her how to use the BB gun and have her practice with it a few times by aiming at broken corn stalks on the ground. Then I show her how to fill the balloons. As she finishes filling them, I hold onto them till she has a few filled so she can shoot them in quick bursts together. After we have four balloons filled, she gets her gun ready. I release the first balloon and she takes aim. It takes her thre
e tries to hit it, and we have to chase it a little as it starts to drift away from us. When it bursts into a big color cloud, Madison gasps in delight and hops a little.
“That was so cool! Can you release another one?”
I smile and let go of another balloon. As soon as the bright hot pink cloud erupts, I release another balloon and the sky is painted with a bright blue cloud. After the last of the four bursts in a lime green cloud, Madison throws her arms around me and kisses me. Her lips and tongue move with earnest with mine as if she is trying to quickly tell me how happy she is, but doesn’t have the words to express it. After a couple minutes, she pulls back smiling.
“Kayla, this is really awesome. How did you think of this? Have you done this before?”
“This past summer I did a color run in downtown Elkton where they throw this color powder dye at you throughout the course. That same night there were fireworks at a park in Delaware, and while I was watching the fireworks, it just came to me. A bunch of us got together and tried it out and it actually worked. With a group filling and tying balloons, we were able to get a lot more balloons up at once and it looked really cool.”
“Maybe we can try two at once so they are closer to together?”
“Of course. Let’s fill some more balloons.”
She quickly squats down with a huge smile lighting up her face. I feel my stomach flip and heat creep up my chest with the happiness I feel from seeing her so happy and excited.
We spend the next hour exhausting our supplies till we’ve run out of dye and helium and only have a few balloons left. We sit down on our bookbags and Madison takes my hands in hers and kisses them both.
“This was a lot of fun. Thank you. I hope it didn’t cost you too much to get the supplies for this.” I shrug my shoulder. “It’s no big deal. It just sucks that I’ll have to throw the BB gun out since I could get kicked out of school for having it on campus.” She frowns and looks at the bright orange and clear plastic pistol on the ground between us. “But I like that little gun. What if we want to do this again?” I laugh and kiss her lips. “I guess we can try to stash it somewhere in the woods.”
“Yeah, we need to do that because I definitely want to do this again. Your hair looks like it has color chalk in it. How does mine look?”
“The same. You ready to shake off and go back?”
“Yeah, I’d like to take a shower and then lay in bed with you. Maybe you can quiz me on what I should have been studying today?” I smile and pull her up. “Absolutely. I love our study sessions. My lips really like them.” She laughs and leans into me. “Mine do too.”
She presses her lips to mine a moment, gives my bottom lip a small nip, and then firmly presses her lips to mine. As her tongue enters my mouth, a spark lights me up inside and I pull her in closer. I feel her smile against my mouth and her hands glide up my shirt to rest on my ribs.
The sound of quick rustling in the woods behind us startles us apart. Madison clings to me and we look behind us, trying to find the source of the noise. Just before the head pops through the edge of the wood, I quickly pull Madison down to squat and watch. Three large doe look around and slowly move out of the woods and into the field. They see us and skirt up the side of the woods a bit before walking further into the field searching for leftover bits of corn to snack on.
Madison is slightly hopping on her heels as we watch them. They’re only about thirty yards away. I’ve never been so close to a deer, except for a few times when one ran out in front of me when I was driving. Thankfully, I’ve never hit one. I pull out my cellphone and take a bunch of pictures.
My mom is going to be jealous when I send her some of the pictures. She loves deer. If it was allowed, she would have them as pets. As I’m putting my phone away, Madison grips my arm and points to the woods. Another doe and a fawn are coming out to join the others. The baby looks like it’s only a couple weeks old. It’s so small and still has its adorable white speckles on its back and thighs. I quickly pull my phone back out of my back pocket and take more pictures.
We sit down on our bookbags and Madison loops her arm in mine and lays her head on my shoulder while we watch them. Every so often, they look over at us to make sure we haven’t tried to get closer, but they never spook and they stay within a close distance as they walk around nibbling at the corn and corn stalks on the ground. We stay and watch them for over an hour, but when the sun starts to dip below the tops of the trees, we decide we better go. We need to hide the BB gun in the woods and find our way out of them to head back to campus.
We carefully and quietly pack our supplies and trash, trying not to be loud or move around too much so the deer don’t frighten. We collect as many broken balloon bits as possible so we don’t litter, and then we shoulder our bags. The deer watch us the whole time we walk to the woods. I can tell they are ready to bolt as soon as we do anything that makes them think it’s necessary. They’d probably be clear across the huge field before we could take three steps towards them.
We find a tree in the woods that has a round hollow at its base with a large rock sitting in front of it. I tie up the BB gun and jar of pellets in a plastic bag and tuck them inside the trees hollow. I tore off one of the handles to use as a marker and I tie it on a branch above eye level. Most people don’t look above eye level, especially when walking through a terrain that requires you to look at where you’re placing your feet, like the woods. This way, no one else will really see the marker and question it, but it will help us find the gun next time.
After I jump back down out of the tree, Madison presses against me, pushing my back against the tree. Her hands move off my shoulders, down my chest and stomach, and slip up under my tee shirt to rest on my stomach. Her smile and the look in her eyes makes my breath catch in my chest. I grab her hips and her smile widens.
“This has been one of the best days of my life. Will you send me the pictures you took of us making the balloon fireworks and the ones you took of the deer?”
“Yes, of course. I’m glad you had fun.”
“I feel like I’m in a fairytale or something.”
I smile and lean forward, bringing my lips within an inch of hers, and glide my right hand along the waist of her shorts. I gently tug her button undone and she smiles and presses her lips against mine. While we kiss, she palms her hands up my stomach, over my breasts, and squeezes them firmly. I slowly unzip her shorts and push my hands in at her hips and over her smooth round cheeks. I squeeze and Madison moans and leans into me.
Our mouths and hands move over each other, caressing and arousing each other. With mouths pressed together in an urgent hot kiss, we slip our hands between each other’s thighs. My pants and her shorts restrict our pursuit to a quick explosion, making us take our time and making this magical moment last longer.
We cum together with Madison’s head laying on my chest breathing hard and her body trembling. We fix each other’s buttons and zippers and I wrap my arms around her, holding her close to me. The scent of her amazing shampoo makes me smile and swoon more. I kiss her head and she looks up at me with a beautiful happy smile. She gently kisses my lips and looks in my eyes.
“I love you, baby.”
“I love you too, Maddi.” Her smile widens and her cheeks blush some. “You’ve never called me that.”
“Is it ok?” She giggles and nods. “Yes. I like it. I guess we better get going. It’s starting to get dark.”
“Ok, let’s go, cutie.”
Madison loops her arm in mine and we start our trek out of the woods and across the baseball field.
“Kayla?”
“Yeah?”
“I know we both have classes in the morning, but can I spend the night if Whitney doesn’t come home?”
“Of course.”
She smiles, kisses my cheek, and leans her head on my shoulder. When we reach the corner between our dorm buildings, Madison stops and wraps her arms around my neck.
“I’m going to go back to my dorm so
I can shower and pack for the night. I’ll text you when I’m on my way.”
“Ok, don’t take too long. My body is already getting cold thinking about you not being next to me.” She flashes a bright smile and kisses my lips. “I’ll be quick.”
After a quick kiss, Madison starts walking towards her dorm. She gets five steps away and looks over her shoulder at me smiling. My stomach flips with joy and my face spreads into a huge smile. Damn, she’s beautiful and makes me really happy.
I rush to my dorm and quickly toss out the trash from making the balloons and get a quick shower. As I’m slipping into a pair of sweatpants and a tee shirt. My phone vibrates with a new text, but it’s not Madison’s signature pattern she had picked for herself.
Sam: Hey, baby. How you doing?
I hesitate to answer. Madison asked me not to talk to Sam any more. I haven’t had a chance to actually tell Sam though that our communication with each other has to stop. She hasn’t texted or called in almost a week and I haven’t tried to talk to her either.
Me: I’m not your baby anymore. You know I’m with someone now.
Sam: No, she’s just borrowing you right now. You are still mine. We’re just on a break to explore the world.
Me: Sam, you broke up with me. How can you possibly think I’m still yours?
Sam: You didn’t want me to break up with you. You’re just filling the void with her till we see each other again.
I throw my phone at my pillows and stare at it with my arms crossed and anger welling up deep inside me. I can’t believe she’s saying this shit. Last time we talked, I know I slipped up and accidently called her, baby, but that was out of habit. My phone vibrates and lights up with another message. I reluctantly lunge for it.
