Impulse

by Lenise Lee

  A shuffling of feet over the dry blades of yellowish grass drew the trio’s attention to the arrival of Eli as he jogged toward them from the other side of the field.

  “Hey, Jess, are you coming? We’re all ready to go.”

  One glance in Eli’s direction and Jesse didn’t even bother to reply. It was easy to see that Eli’s full attention had quickly been stolen away. His emerald green eyes floated over and landed on Tiffany. He followed up his obvious delight by flashing a wide grin in her direction. After he came to a stop only inches away from her, an eager arm darted out and snaked its way around the midsection of Tiffany’s form fitting yellow summer dress.

  “Tiffany, baby,” her name trickled from Eli’s slick grin like a delicious treat, “You look mouth watering today.”

  Eli was laying it on heavy but from the entranced look on Tiffany’s cocoa face, she was feeding into his smooth machismo.

  “Well, thank you, sweetie…as do you,” she returned the favor with her own impish glare. “Sorry we missed your game, but it looks like you managed to work out somehow without us.”

  “Tiff, you already know I could never make a win without you here. Jesse and I were waiting for you and Eve to get here so we could show off for you before we won the game.” He winked one of his sparkling green jewels after he spoke and it was Tiffany’s turn to blush. “Listen, we’re all gonna’ go over to a little after party at a house a few miles up I-95. I know my lovely lady is gonna’ come and spend some quality time with me, right?”

  Eli had never made it a secret that he had a lusty eye aimed at Tiffany once he had seen what a curvy and full figured woman she had become since high school. Old habits die hard and Tiffany had become a temptation that Eli seemed reluctant to break. His attempts at trying to entice her into a steamy affair had thus far been unsuccessful. Ms. Tiffany seemed pleased with playing this perpetual game of raunchy cat and flirtatious mouse. The poor guy had been dangling from her string for years and seemed to be enjoying every heartbreaking moment.

  Jesse shook his head in baffled amusement. While Eli drew Tiffany closer into a more private conversation and showed no signs of attempting to separate himself from her side, Jesse was finally able to return his attention back to Eve. He eliminated the tiny gap of space that separated them and intertwined his right hand with Eve’s smaller left one. He brought her fingers up to his lips to lay a kiss at the center of her folded knuckles, and then he raised his face to kiss her forehead. Now that their passion for one another had been revealed it would become an impossible task to hold back his hands from constantly seeking to touch her soft skin or from trying to explore every part of her body.

  The nagging feeling that his time with Eve was racing against an unseen clock was still crawling at the back of his mind. Without speaking, still holding Eve’s hand with a firm grip, Jesse turned and moved them through the humid afternoon air, past the thinning crowd, and back toward his scarlet red sports car parked at the back of the lot.

  Jesse had made the snap decision that tonight he would have Eve all to himself. There would be no more barriers to keep them apart. Before the night was done, he was going to make sure that Eve would know and feel every detail about his burning desire to satisfy her in every way imaginable.

  - Three -

  “Stay with me tonight.”

  Jesse leaned back against the car’s passenger side door and held both of her soft hands in his broad palms while she looked at him with her golden brown eyes. Could any other woman ever be so breathtakingly beautiful to him? Who else held such power to have his heart hanging so far out on his sleeve like this? He was Eve’s for the taking, all she had to do was say the word and his racing tires would tear up concrete and asphalt for a chance to lay between her luscious mocha thighs.

  After Jesse presented his request to her, he never once dropped the intensity of his fiery gaze. He wanted Eve to realize the sincerity of his petition. He watched as Eve’s expression morphed from startled to curious and finally became a bit lusty.

  “Jesse…are you sure this is what you want?”

  Her sensually soft voice roused a low growl beneath the center of his hard and tensed abs. Her words flowed out in a timid manner but he could sense that there was a spark of naughtiness lurking just behind her dark and curled eyelashes.

  “Eve, this is exactly what I want and what I’ve been hungry for. All you have to do is say yes to me…say yes to us, Evie, and I’ll take care of all the rest. I promise you.”

  Her pretty eyes blinked away and then returned with a coy glare. There was something new in place of her waning shyness. Eve’s carnal stare mirrored the craving that he, too, had been holding inside, carefully trying to control. The urge to pull Eve over to him was clawing at the nerves in Jesse’s fingers. He wanted to have her tucked beneath him, squirming with inflamed desire. Every dip and curve of Eve’s slim yet voluptuous frame, every piece of her intelligent mind, was driving Jesse mad with a voracious yearning to claim her body and everything else about her as his own. Frenzied – hypnotic – craving. The only words half worthy of describing a fraction of what Jesse was feeling at this moment.

  “Yes,” she finally replied in a husky voice after an extended pause. Then she followed up with a challenge of her own that sent a sharp pulse up through the tip of Jesse’s cock. “As long as you promise not to stop until I’m dripping wet.”

  Her directness floored him. Jesse’s self control was starting to unwrap. Eve had spoken to him in a tingling tone he had never heard her breath out before. It took every ounce of restraint to keep his chin from dropping to his chest and to hold himself from swooping Eve into his leather back seats for a lusty and sweaty afternoon session. Suddenly, there was a torturous amount of seconds between now and when she would have those shapely and alluring mocha legs wrapping around him.

  Jesse stood up to his full height, which dwarfed her modest five foot six stature and stepped up close to Eve. He looked down at her delicate face and knew he was in love. He used the back of his hand to touch her smooth toasted almond cheek and then let his fingers glide along the width of her tiny chin.

  Jesse leaned so that his mouth fell on Eve’s ear. He felt the flutter of her lashes at the curve of his jaw and another frantic burst of fire spread through his heated groin. He grabbed her curved hips and yanked Eve flat against his torso. He positioned her so that Eve’s lower belly touched the spot where his throbbing shaft stood at hardened attention.

  “Evie, I won’t stop until you I hear you squeal and I won’t be satisfied until I make you mine.”

  Jesse heard her suck in a sharp breath. He pulled back to see Eve’s rich brown eyes staring up at him. The centers of her irises stirred with all of the passionate possibilities that lay before them.

  He was helpless to resist. One more sizzling kiss. Deeper this time. Longer and with a thirsty craze. After which, he opened the crimson colored door, tucked Eve safely inside and speeded them up the highway and into the hot twilight air.

  “Evie.” Jesse’s breathed her name while he cupped her face in his wide palms and a chill of anticipation cut down through Eve’s core.

  Twenty minutes later and now they faced one another. They were completely alone for the very first time and hidden behind the secluded walls of the Pine Barrens Deluxe Cabins & Suites, a camping site within the limits of the secluded and expansive woods of the same name.

  Today was the first time he had spoken her name with such heated richness. In less time than it took for her heart to miss exactly one beat, all of Eve’s dormant and erotic senses had gathered into a mind numbing crescendo. Another splash of moisture, thicker and more sensual than the one she had experienced earlier, burst to life between her thighs.

  “I have something for you.”

  Jesse stepped away leaving only a fraction of space between them but it was more than enough for Eve to immediately miss the feel of his mighty arms wrapped around her. He dug into the back pocket of his uniform pants and p
ulled out his black leather wallet. Jesse unfolded the worn material and then those beguiling gray irises quickly glanced at her, as if to ensure that she was watching him closely, which she was. She dared not move her eyes in any direction other than focusing them on the handsome man who had ushered her away as if he were a prince from a wishful fantasy. The expression of endearment on Jesse’s face was priceless as his long fingers reached into the center fold of the wallet and slowly pulled up a slim gold linked chain. Once the entire necklace was revealed, Eve spotted the gold heart that swung at its bottom like a miniature pendulum.

  “I’ve wanted to give this to you for awhile,” Jesse’s low bass spoke hesitantly, nervously, “I just never seemed to be able to find the right moment.”

  Eve’s heart rate hit a record breaking stammer inside her chest.

  “Jesse,” was all she could manage to whisper between shallow breaths as he unhooked the clasp and walked around behind her.

  The next sensation was of cool metal sliding around her neck and falling down in the valley between her two breasts. Jesse returned to stand in front of her again then reached forward to palm the small heart shaped trinket in his left hand. The corners of his rose pink mouth lifted into a teasing smile. His devilish grin started an inferno within Eve’s secret places.

  “It’s a locket.” His eyes watched her like a man in love as he pulled the heart open for her to see inside.

  Eve covered her mouth and gasped when her glistening eyes ran over the contents. On one side of the heart was a miniaturized black and white photo that she and Jesse had taken months ago at one of those automatic picture booths in the mall. On the opposite side of the golden interior, the words engraved there brought forth a flurry of sentimental tears from her eyes. Jesse and Eve, Always.

  Jesse placed the back of his broad hand over her searing cheek, freshly moistened by the wetness that was streaming down from her eyes. He used his other hand to tip her face upward toward his enchanted silvery gaze.

  “I love you, Evie. I have since the day we met. I just wish I could have told you this a lot sooner.”

  Moved by his confession, Eve placed her wet face against the red cotton material covering his big chest.

  “It doesn’t matter. Now is better than never.” To speak her next words, Eve had to close her eyes and gather a small patch of the fabric into her fingertips. Her fantasy had finally become a wonderful reality and she wanted to absorb every second of this event. “I love you, too, Jesse, more and more every day.”

  Eve listened to the heavy sound of Jesse’s heartbeat echoing with a strong reverb in her ear. His heart was beating for her and that was all that mattered, the rest of the world could have floated away and Eve may not have even cared to notice.

  “After tonight, I don’t want you to ever leave me.”

  The heated flowing from his nostrils and over her face escalated her internal fever. She looked up into his smoky gray irises. They were swirling with delight from beneath the wet wheat blond hair that was pasted to his hot brow. Eve shook when she realized all of that fiery zeal was intended for her.

  She dropped her eyes to the floor.

  The silence must have spanned for far too long. Jesse slanted his face so that he spoke with his lips grazing along Eve’s smooth brow. He traced a line down the curve of her face until his fingertip stopped at the underside of her chin, which he lifted up toward his steamy gaze. His handsome face was intense and full of sincerity.

  “Evie, what is it?”

  “Why now?”

  They had known one another for over a year and never once did she ever truly think they would be standing in the middle of this pivotal moment. If Jesse had wanted her in this intimate way from day one, why had he never mentioned this before? Why was today so special?

  She took a chance and glanced up at him and his gray eyes relentlessly bored into her. There was no mistaking his emotions. His irises had evolved to mirror the color of a mass of energetic storm clouds. The urge to reach out and hook her arms around his neck and to capture his mouth into a deep tongue lock again was starting to build up within Eve’s hazy mind. A trickle of silken juices ran along the folds of her kitten but she held back from following through on her impulse. She needed to hear the answer to this question.

  “You mean, why didn’t I ever kiss you before?”

  “Yes,” her eyes floated over the chiseled features of his face.

  “Honestly, Eve, there never seemed to be a right time or a perfect moment to tell you what I was feeling.” He shook his head slightly. “More than that, I guess I thought you were too good for me. Whenever I look at you, all I see is such sweetness and purity.” Jesse paused and then moved forward to reclaim Eve in his heavy arms. “I never thought that you would ever return my affection. But all that has changed. I’m not afraid to say these words today because I realized that today might be all we have. I want you, Eve. Your mind, your body, your heart…all of it…for myself. I always have and I think you already knew that.”.”

  A flush swam across Eve’s toasted cheeks.

  “I guess I did,” her voice was barely above a whisper, “but I also assumed I was imagining this connection I felt with you. I thought that maybe someone more athletic…more sensual…might be a better fit. ”

  “Evie,” he whispered to her in a soothing timbre that stroked her senses, “I don’t want any other woman. I want you. I want you here with me…like this. You are the only one who is constantly on my mind every waking minute. I kissed you for the first time because I couldn’t fight off the need to feel your lips on mine anymore.”

  “Do you mean it, Jesse?”

  Her hands slid up the front of his baseball shirt. A twisted fantasy of making love to him while he was fully dressed and she was absent of every stitch of her own clothing flashed across her forethoughts.

  “I do, sweetheart.” He pulled her hands back into palms then lifted them to his lips. “I want to have you all for myself but I don’t want to rush you into anything you’re not ready for. I can wait however long it takes for you to be okay with this.”

  She watched as he studied her closely for another moment, then he moved away and walked toward the rear of the deluxe private cabin. Her eyes followed his every step away from her. Jesse entered the white tiled bathroom and closed the door behind him while Eve remained agonizingly silent. She had come with him all this way but did she have the courage to actually go through with this life changing affair?

  - Four -

  He wanted Eve for himself but he would never force her into an encounter that she wasn’t ready for. Jesse could see the fear hiding behind her eyes. For as long as he needed to, he would patiently wait to seal their love and bring Eve to an explosive climax that would bond her to him forever. For now, she needed space and he was in need of a cold shower to hold him over and calm the raging inferno within him.

  Jesse closed the bathroom door and reached behind the sheer shower curtain to turn the knobs from chilly to a lukewarm spray. He pulled the baseball shirt and the sticky undershirt over his head and tossed them to the floor. Next, he tugged off his dusty pants and everything else he was wearing below the waist and kicked it all to the side. Afterward, he stepped over to the sink and wiped away the light coating of steam that had formed on the mirror and stared at his sullen reflection in the mirror.

  Eve was his special lady and the only woman that he craved. No other female had ever succeeded in tying up all his confidence into tight knots. She deserved far more from him than a hasty declaration of his love and simple golden trinket. If he were half the man he pretended to be, Jesse would have told Eve about his feelings months ago. If so, perhaps this moment wouldn’t have such a heart wrenching ending.

  If such a notion as love at first sight existed, then it had undeniably happened for Jesse Bower from the instant he saw Eve Thompson’s lovely face floating through the throngs of students. Eve’s exotic features and toffee tinted skin had enraptured him in only a handful
of seconds. Her perfect combination of beauty, intelligence, wit, and compassion made her the only woman locked in Jesse’s sights since that one magical moment in time. How could he have expected her to fall so hard for him in return time?

  The creak of the door behind him brought his racing doubts to a sudden stop. Jesse’s eyes moved up in the mirrored reflection so he could follow the source of the noise. Eve stepped two shapely legs through the entrance and then shut it again. Jesse’s hands clutched the sides of the sink. A throbbing and electrical pulse dashed down the length of his spine. Eve was like a homing beacon to his manly awareness and every nerve under his skin prickled with the need to reach out and reunite her with his body. Jesse wanted to turn around and gather her close, to feel her skin beneath his fingertips and to taste her lips against his mouth; instead, he squeezed his eyes closed and held his position. He would make good on his promise not to force himself on her.

  When his eyes slid open again, Jesse watched Eve slowly advance forward. Two slim brown arms wound around his back and torso and the layers of muscle there twitched at her touch. He watched her face in the mirror. There was sweet seduction in her eyes and his cock instantly recognized it. He was rock hard in seconds. The tip of her fingers walked slowly up the lines of his etched abs and then she spread her palms out on both of his sculpted U-shaped pecs. Another spark of flaming electricity jolted him upright. Jesse stood and turned toward her. He was completely exposed to her roaming eyes, full of timid lust. There was no way to hide the excitement pointing directly at her but the next move would still have to be hers.