by Lacey Silks
“You were both young when you fell in love. And if I recall, Dad, Mom was right about my age when she had me.”
“So were you, Mom,” Nick said to his mother.
“Are you guys planning a family?” my father jumped in.
“No, we’re not. We’re just trying to make a point. We like spending time together. Love it, in fact.” Nick was trying to do his famous sweet-talk and was looking for an angle. I was afraid that if he didn’t come up with something good soon, I’d blabber that we were spending some good quality time together at night. We were doing what all other couples were doing. Having amazing sex! Okay, so maybe I’d skip the amazing part.
Our parent’s faces remained stone-cold. Geez, it was like they were insisting on us being reckless outside the house.
And then Nick opened his mouth again. “However I think you’re right in this case. We should go out and catch up with everyone else. For reals this time.”
For reals? Was he for reals? Who was he?
“I haven’t seen Carter’s house yet. Let’s visit him. And maybe we can stop by Molly’s to say hello, and check up on Mr. Andrew the firefighter.”
Our parents’ eyes lit up.
“Okay, sounds good. This is the last batch I have,” I said, playing along, and that’s when I saw that secretive spark in the corner of Nick’s eye. Carter had left earlier in the day, so I knew we wouldn’t walk home with him. We’d be alone. That was it! Nick wanted alone time for the two of us, so that I could scream when he…
I felt my cheeks heat from the thought and turned around to finish kneading the dough and twisting it into a braid.
“Good. Also, if you make me a grandmother too soon, I will kill you.”
I whipped my body around. What?
Marge wiggled her stern finger at Nick, turned around, and walked to the front of the store. My father pointed two of his fingers toward his eyes, then back at us in the infamous I’m watching you gesture.
Marge knew? Or maybe she didn’t. What did she mean by that? How much did my father know?
“Relax, Jo.” Nick’s eyes sparkled with devilish lust. “No one knows about me eating you out at night.”
Jesus, that alone made me want to drop my panties and lift my skirt. Could I? I waved a bit of air over my face, trying to cool off.
I swiveled on my foot to face him. “‘For reals’? Who says ‘for reals’?”
“I’ll explain later.”
What was there to explain?
“You better hurry with that dough if you want me to fuck you from behind,” he whispered in my ear, winked, and left. I stood speechless for a moment, still shocked by what had happened in the last five minutes, wondering where Nick got that dirty mouth from. He had come back a new man, and I liked it. In the span of five days, my boring life had turned from ordinary and predictable to rousingly exciting – thrilling, in fact – and hot. Definitely hot.
Nick resumed his work with my father outside. At the pace they were putting up that drywall, the new bakery would be standing tall in a week. The new counters, mixers, freezers, and shelves my father had bought with the insurance money we received from the tornado were arriving in four days. Then the construction on this house would start and we’d finally have an official dining room and a family room with a fireplace.
I kneaded until my fingers hurt. Once done, I ran upstairs, showered, changed, stocked up the front, checked my emails to see if I’d heard from the web developer, and then waited for Nick outside on the porch. I didn’t think he’d get ready that quick, but as soon as he did, he took my hand, we waved to our parents, and left. My father let us take the truck.
The day was hot, and sweat began sticking the shirt to my back and the seat to my shirt. While Carter’s house was only ten minutes’ walking distance, we didn’t want to waste precious time on our feet. Preferably, I’d be on my back, or maybe my hands and knees?
“Okay, where are we going?”
“To Carter’s,” he teased.
“Come on. You forget that I know you better than anyone.”
“You do, don’t you?”
“And, you just passed the street that goes to Carter’s house.”
“Hmm, right. I did, didn’t I?”
“Nick!”
“There’s a clearing in the forest on the other side of the lake; I remember my father taking me fishing there when I was young. He said it’s a special place because no one knows about it, and it’s where all the fish hang out.”
“I thought you didn’t know how to fish.”
“I don’t. It was the only time my father tried to teach me, but each slippery sucker got away.”
“Then why would we be going fishing?” I asked, somewhat confused.
“We’re not, babe. We’re going to a spot no one knows about. A spot where you can scream all you want.” My thighs tightened. The expectation began to build inside of me as soon as he said the word ‘scream.’ I still had a difficult time believing that this handsome man was mine.
Nick pulled into the clearing. For a moment, as he was driving along an unpaved road in the woods, I’d been afraid that we’d get lost. I stepped out on the grass and walked toward the shore. Behind us, the forest sealed off the entrance. He was right: unless someone knew about this spot, no one would ever find it.
The breeze was calm, creating a few ripples on the otherwise glass-like lake. I felt his arms snake around from behind me, skim over my hips, and splay flat out over my stomach before reaching for my breasts. Nick wasn’t wasting any time.
“Lift your dress, baby.”
I did as he asked, sticking my ass outward and bending over. I braced my arms on the boulder formation in front of me, wondering what he’d do next. Nick unbuckled his jeans and reached inside to free himself. The motion was so hot that I felt a drip inside my panties. I watched him take himself into his hand and stroke his already-hard dick. My hands itched to touch him, yet watching him like this was so much better. I licked my lips, flipped over on the rock so that my back rested against it, lifted my skirt up, spread my legs wide for him to see, and reached into my panties. He stilled for a moment, as if unsure of my intent. I just wanted to touch myself. I wanted him to see what he was doing to me. The corner of his mouth lifted, and Nick continued the strokes over his length. My pussy was throbbing, wanting to feel him inside me, but this… us exposing ourselves to each other, was beyond erotic. Up until now, I’d only seen him at night. He took a step closer. I concentrated on the pulsing vein that ran along his length. Nick could barely wrap his hand around himself; I knew that I couldn’t. My thumb never managed to touch the tips of my fingers when I pumped him.
I shimmied out of my panties, turned back around, and lifted my ass on full display for him, my hand now between my pussy and the rock, rubbing quicker.
“You’re driving me crazy, Jo.”
“I’m expecting a good fuck, Nicholas.”
“Nicholas? Well, then how can I say no to that? But first…”
Without a warning he was down on his knees, licking my wet slit from behind, pulling his tongue all the way from my opening up to my ass.
Holy shit!
I felt my ass cheeks tighten as his tongue thrust inside me. I removed my hand from myself because my knees felt soft and I had to hold onto the rock. He slid in two fingers, his thumb circling just over my clit as he kissed me and licked me from behind, and I lost it.
“Ah! Holy lord of… Nicholas!” I screamed, but he wouldn’t stop. He wouldn’t pull away until the last drop of my orgasm was in his mouth. Spent, I lay flat on the rock and finally felt fresh air sweep over my swollen folds when Nick stood up. As I looked back, he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a foil packet. Nick rolled down the condom and part of me wished we could still do without it, but I wasn’t ready for cute little babies any time soon.
“It’ll be rough, Joelle. But let me know if I’m hurting you.”
I was so turned on by this point that n
othing Nick could do would ever hurt me. I wanted it all. I wanted to feel him as hard as possible. No sooner had the thought entered my mind than he slammed into me, his pelvis slapping against my ass and his balls onto my sensitive pussy. I could have come right then again, but I wanted this to last as long as possible.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Perfect. I want… more of that.”
He grinned behind me, without moving again. His hand eased up the middle of my back, higher, to between my shoulder blades until he reached my hair. His fingers weaved along my scalp. Nick collected my hair into one bunch, as if he were making a ponytail, twisted it, and pulled my head back.
“You better hold onto that rock, Jo.”
I squeezed my fingers around the stone, ready for the onslaught I was about to receive. The raw nature of this moment was making me squirm. Nick pulled out and thrusted forward again, this time not pausing before his next drive forward. My whole body flew up from his forceful onslaught. Each time he came close and his balls slapped against my pussy, a jolt of electricity buzzed through me, sending a spark of blissful current through my body. The remaining energy kept collecting between my legs, and I slowly lowered my hand till it lay between me and the rock. Nick pulled a little on my hair, bringing my attention to him. “No touching yourself, Jo. This time you’re going to come just from my fucking.”
Yup, I could definitely do that. With the announcement, his diligent stabs became rougher, and my pussy grazed the hard surface underneath. I shifted my hips slightly, finding a perfect round bulge of the rock that gave just enough friction when Nick pushed my body forward.
“Oh! Nick… harder.”
This must have been what Daisy was talking about. He felt so good inside me, I could never get enough. The force of his shoves was awakening a woman inside of me that needed much more sexually than I’d realized. I could hear his exertion behind me. At one point, he let go of my hair and held both my hips, pulling me onto him as he impaled me from behind. I couldn’t take it much longer. The swelling between my legs felt like the size of a balloon. On the next thrust, that last rub against the rock punctured the pressure, and I screamed.
“Oh, God!”
My echo came back to me just as Nick stilled behind me and let out a loud groan. Betsy mooed in the distance, drawing our attention to the field at the side of the lake, where she was being mounted by a bull. We both laughed. When I looked back, Nick’s forehead was dripping with sweat. I wasn’t sure when he’d removed his shirt, but his body glistened in the late afternoon sun as beads of moisture rolled down his chest and abs, and I couldn’t stop looking, wondering how long it would take me to get used to his new buffed body.
“I’m pretty sure someone heard me.” I splayed my body over the rock. Nick was still inside me, and he lowered to kiss me.
“Doubtless.”
“Nick, my throat actually hurts from screaming so much. Betsy must have heard me.”
“Betsy’s a cow.”
“Yeah, but that farm is by Carter’s house.”
“Does it matter?”
No, I guessed it didn’t. He ignored my worry, moving on to kissing my lips. “Besides, your throat is just beautiful. That was amazing, Jo.”
It was. It definitely was.
He pulled out slowly and I felt completely spent.
“Shit,” he cursed.
“What’s wrong?”
“The condom burst.”
“What?”
“It broke when I was inside you. Jo—”
“It’s okay. I don’t ovulate for another five days or so.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Good. I wouldn’t want our baby born when I’m away.”
Our baby. Wow, that sounded so wrong and so right. There was no one else in the world whose baby I’d want to carry, other than Nick’s, but he was right. The timing was completely off. Nick had to go back to the navy, and I wanted to start the online bakery business as soon as he left. I lowered my dress and smoothed my hands over it when my gaze found the lake.
“Unzip me, please.” I turned around.
He didn’t ask why, but pulled the zipper on my back down and I stepped out of my dress.
“You’re the sexiest woman I ever met.” His eyes glowed with hunger, and I bet that if I let him, he’d take me again. But with the sun so hot today and me still sweaty, all I could think about was that cool lake.
“Feel like taking a dip?” I asked.
Amused by the idea, he lowered his pants to the ground and removed his running shoes. I reached to the back and unclasped my bra. He sucked in a sharp breath and I proceeded to lower my panties. His cock twitched and started getting hard again.
“You better get in that water before I catch you.”
I ran to the shore. The water felt cold at first, but as I dove in, the temperature of my skin dropped and adjusted. It was perfect. Nick swam up behind me.
“Carter tells me you planted some flowers at his house.”
“I did. I thought it would help him to deal with Daisy’s passing. He didn’t talk to anyone for months.”
“He seems better now.”
Nick took me in his arms and I wrapped my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck. The trapezius muscles extended from his shoulder blades all the way up his neck. They made him look so strong. I smoothed my fingers over the area. Every time I touched Nick, it felt like I was touching him for the first time.
“He is, but sometimes I think he’s putting on a show for everyone.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. It’s a gut feeling, you know. I mean, when you were gone, I got him. I knew what it felt like when you didn’t have your loved one, but he lost Daisy permanently. It was hard.”
“Well, I’m glad he’s got a good friend in you.”
“He’s been good to me too. He always reassured me that you’d be back. He made time fly by quicker.”
“Speaking of time…”
I heard a slight vibration in his voice, and I didn’t like it.
“I returned home ahead of schedule because they need me back a bit earlier as well.”
“How much earlier? I thought you said in your letter that we’d have the whole summer.”
“That was before I agreed to take on a special mission. I have to go back at the end of July.”
“But that gives us only four weeks.”
A feeling of impending anger was blossoming in my chest, but Nick was not done with the bad news just yet. I shook my head, my intuition slowly kicking in.
“For how long, Nick?”
“Twenty-four months.”
“Two years! You’ll be gone for two years?”
“My training went better than I thought. They have a special program for people like me that’s integrated with work and missions. I’ll be deployed on a special project.”
“What do you mean, people like you?”
“Someone who can study others, switch character, and adapt.”
I remembered how smoothly Nick had swayed our parents’ attention earlier in the day.
“I caught a sergeant’s eye, and he handpicked me for this, along with a couple of other guys. I shouldn’t even be telling you this because it’s top secret, but I don’t know how else to explain it, and there’s no fucking way that I’ll lie to you, Jo.”
“Two years?” I felt the swell in my eyes increase. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to cry.
“I’ll finish the remaining training required for the mission in the first three months, which means I’ll be deployed the rest of time.”
“Is it dangerous?”
“I don’t know, but when I complete it, I’ll have six months off. From then on, the missions won’t be longer than six months at a time.”
“I don’t know if I can survive with just writing letters.”
“That’s another thing I want to talk to you about. I don’t know where I’l
l be stationed until we get there.”
“But you can write me and tell me where you are, right?”
He shook his head and I jumped off his body.
“Nick! No contact at all? Seriously?” My sobs stopped as fast as they had begun because this was hurting too much. I could feel the anger overwhelm my body. I couldn’t believe this was happening again, and that it would be much worse this time.
“I can’t say no to this, Jo. It’s for the betterment of our future. I won’t have to be deployed every few months for long periods of time. I may even be able to work from home, and maybe travel for a few weeks only. I don’t want to be away from you and from my family for long periods of time, Jo. I want to be here with you and our future children. I don’t want to miss birthdays and graduations. This way I’ll still get to do something that matters and still have those who matter the most in my life.”
I selfishly wondered whether I did truly matter the most. Didn’t he realize that he could have been a firefighter or even a damn baker, and be close to me? I felt like he was abandoning me — us.
I was walking away from him. I never thought I would, but I was so angry now. Our intimate relationship was just beginning to grow. I was starting to get to know this new man that had come back into my life, whom I loved more than my own life, and he would leave me again.
“Jo, wait up.”
He caught up to me and turned me around. Shivers covered my body, but it wasn’t from cold. I had a bad feeling about this. My stomach was swirling with so much emotion, I couldn’t understand it all. My intuition told me not to let him go, but I knew that I couldn’t stop him from doing something he loved and believed in because I wouldn’t want him to stop me from achieving my dreams either. I tried before and it didn’t work.
“Baby, I love you. Two years will fly by, and before you know it, I’ll be back and we’ll be ready to start our lives, maybe think about having a family of our own. I’ll look for a house near our parents, so that we’re close to our family, and our kids will be able to run to their grandparents’ without us worrying. In fact, I already have something in mind.”
“You do?”
“Yes, I was planning to show you in a couple of days.”
