by T. J. Honey
“Hi BB, you remember Ronnie?”
“Oh Sure, glad you kids are having such a great time together tonight. I saw you down by the shore watching the fireworks.”
She did? Oh crap! Wonder how much she saw? She blushed and BB winked at her, then turned to chat with a dark haired man standing next to her.
Ronnie and Maddie squeezed their way between the partiers to the Margarita station, straining to see if there was anything left in the blender. Good timing; a new batch had just been made.
Ronnie picked up the glass jar and poured their drinks. This should be my last, Maddie thought, as she sipped the sweet, icy nectar. Yum! The best!
They carried their glasses to the patio and sat at an empty table, looking dreamily into each other’s eyes. They talked about their plan to sneak away and decided to sit there for a while until the next round of fireworks started. Then they’d sneak away to the boathouse…. unnoticed they hoped… under the cover of the explosions.
The men gathered around the cannons by the shore, each one manning his station. Some were at the Rockets and others were in front of the Roman Candles. It looked like several would be set off in unison. Good, Maddie thought, lots of noise. No one will hear us on the boat.
Drinks in hand, they lazily strolled toward the dock, sneaking glances at each other as they walked along the grassy part of the sand. They were caught up in the excitement of their plan.
Ronnie opened the door with the key again and they went into the boathouse. Slipping alongside the boat on the planks, they boarded quickly, anxious to be in each other’s arms.
He helped Maddie up the ladder to the hull where there was a nice sized bed. They sat in silence for a moment, then Ronnie asked, “You okay Maddie?” He could tell she was nervous.
Maddie could barely speak, “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
She usually didn’t sleep with a guy she had just met. How long she’d known him and how close she felt to him was important to her. But she couldn’t help herself with Ronnie. He had swept her off her feet and now she wanted him more than ever, besides, they had met seven years ago, even if under less than desirable circumstances, so he really wasn’t a stranger.
They lay on the bed together looking into each other’s eyes… the dimly lit galley, giving them just enough light to see each other.
Ronnie slipped his hand behind her back, pulling her close, he kissed her tenderly… biting her lower lip with his teeth; he moved his tongue in and out of her mouth, teasing her with his talent. She was hot with intense desire and so ready for his love. He reached under her blouse and unsnapped her bra with one swift movement. Hmm, she wondered. How many times has he done this? He seems to be an expert. She shut the thought out of her mind, and relaxed into the moment.
He lifted her blouse over her head. Her bra slipped off exposing her large breasts… her nipples immediately hardened. He stared approvingly and kissed her more passionately while his hand explored her breast. He gently grasped a nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it around with his fingertips, taking her higher and higher into the stars again. She soared above the boathouse into the atmosphere.
Ronnie continued to kiss her, swirling his tongue around inside of her mouth while pulling gently on her nipple. He took his shirt off with his other hand, pausing just long enough to get it over his head. They were chest to chest, hips pushing against each other in wild abandonment, the heat of the moment over taking them.
He moved his hand from her breast to the outside of her cutoffs and rubbed his palm around in circles on her crotch. Then he moved softly up and down and side to side… torturing her sweet spot. She twitched wildly under his touch, ready to explode. Finding an entrance through one of the legs of her cutoffs, he moved her panties over… a finger finding her wetness. He slowly slid into her, going deeper, his finger finding her G spot and rubbing it around in tiny circles. She was soaring with the eagles, no consciousness left now, just steaming hot flesh reaching pure ecstasy.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned into Ronnie’s mouth.
“Not yet Baby,” he whispered. I want you to lose all of your senses.”
He pulled her cutoffs and panties down to her ankles and threw them off and continued fingering her. Using his other hand to find her sweet spot, he gently massaged it with expert manipulation. She could barely control her outbursts now and desperately wanted him inside of her, all of him... and now!
Still kissing her, he unzipped his jeans pulling them down and off, then followed with his shorts. As he pushed against her, she could feel his hardness burn into her skin. He continued kissing her harder and harder, more intensely now, and with more passion. She pushed back against him with her hips, arching her back, yearning for him to take her.
Pulling away, he leaned over and slid a condom on; still watching her as he expertly rolled it over his length. He ran his fingertips up and down the inside of her thighs… gently, ever so gently, tickling as he went. He spread her wide, and entered her slowly, moving all of himself inside of her. She held her breath… he slowly pulled out to the edge of her, then back in again, even slower now, allowing her to get used to his girth. She dizzily fell into a swirling pool of hot sweaty passion. She could hear the booming of the rockets in the background as her own set of fireworks began shooting high into the atmosphere. How fitting, she thought, as she tumbled deeper.
They moved together, rising and falling, faster and faster, Ronnie pushing in and out setting the pace, tearing at her sex.
“Uh, uh, oh, oh God, oh Ronnie,” she screamed as her body began to quiver with her eminent climax.
“Come on baby, come on, let go, let go,” he shouted her name as they both exploded.
Moving until they were both used up, he fell on top of her, their breathing synchronized with each intake.
Holding her, he kissed Maddie gently all over her face… stroking her cheeks with both hands then twirling his fingers through her hair. They stared into each other’s eyes, bodies glistening, trying to catch their breaths. She had absorbed all of him… his manliness, his woodsy scent, his tender touch.
He was beautiful to look at. Beads of sweat glimmered across his naked body in the dim light of the boat… his tattoos seemed to coming alive on his flesh.
Ronnie rolled over to his side and they rested for a moment holding each other. Then he began licking her belly down to her crotch. He was ready to take her again. Spreading her legs wide, he licked the inside of her thighs, turning her on all over again. She squirmed as his tongue found her sweet spot and flicked it back and forth. She was burning with desire.
Stopping, he looked up at her and asked in a husky voice, “Ready to go again, baby?”
“Yes,” she murmured.
He continued teasing her with his tongue. Such a talented tongue indeed, she thought to herself. He tasted her, taking his time and then taking her to the brink again.
“Oh, oh,” she murmured. She had never experienced this before and it was driving her over the edge.
“Do you like that baby?” Ronnie asked, catching his breath.
“Oh God, yes, please don’t stop.”
He continued to spin his tongue around on her, then slowly inserted two fingers into her wetness. Slipping in and out, filling her with his whole hand now… reaching high inside and stroking her. She was skyrocketing, throbbing in time with the crackling of the fireworks off in the distance.
Maddie lost consciousness as she came, her body jerked up and down uncontrollably. Thrashing like a wild animal, over and over, climbing higher and higher, multiple times… rising with the release, and then crashing down, then up again, then down, over and over until she was drained. She lay there like a wet rag, sobbing, and holding onto Ronnie tightly. Gently he spread her thighs wide, showing all of her sweetness. He looked up at her and smiled, then took her again… this time hard and fast with his hot throbbing rod.
“We’re not done yet Baby,” he hissed as he moved in and
out of her in a delicious rhythm... harder and harder, deeper inside… faster and faster.
He was like a wild animal and she his primal mate; they lost all abandonment as they moved together, soaring higher… both exploding at the same time, screaming out in their passion. They fell together panting, out of breath, then there was silence once again.
Chapter Six
As they lay there blissfully in each other’s arms, they heard a huge Bonk on the boathouse roof.
Ronnie sat up abruptly, “What the hell was that?”
Maddie sat up and they listened. A crackling sound emanated from the roof and the boathouse began to fill with smoke.
“Maddie, the boathouse is on fire! We need to get out of here, fast!”
She sat there dumb founded, then returned to reality and searched for her clothes in the dim light of the bunk. Ronnie grabbed his jeans and tee-shirt and they scrambled down the ladder as fast as they could. He picked her up as they reached the floor of the boat and swung her over the edge onto the wooden planks and followed after her.
“Quick Maddie, put your clothes on, let’s get out of here!”
Hopping on one leg, she tried to pull her cutoffs on without her panties, no time, she thought to herself. Just get something on and get out! She slipped her blouse over her head and saw Ronnie quickly zipping up his jeans. They found their way to the door with the smoke choking and blinding them. Ronnie swung it open and they ran out like bandits into the night.
“Mom, Dad! He yelled, “Go find your uncle, Maddie! I’ve got to find my parents!”
He ran in the direction of the crowd, who were oblivious to the drama unfolding. Maddie was behind him, arms flailing wildly, tripping over her sandals as she ran in the sand.
“Uncle Don, Uncle Don!” she screamed, at the top of her lungs.
He appeared out of the crowd as she got to the group standing on the shore, still watching the fireworks.
“Uncle Don, the Hatcher’s boathouse is on fire!” she yelled, out of breath. “One of the fireworks must have misfired! Ronnie and I were in the boat and heard something huge hit the roof,” she paused to breathe, “And then we saw the flames!”
“Oh my God!” yelled, Uncle Don.
He turned to BB, who was now standing beside him listening to what was unfolding,
“BB, call the Harbor Fire Department, hurry!”
She immediately ran up to the house and he turned his attention back to Maddie for a second, his eyes blazing wildly; He continued his sentence as his feet took off toward the burning boathouse. “…or the whole friggin’ dock will go up!”
By now everyone had turned their focus in the direction of the fire and panic was rising from the crowd. People were screaming and yelling into the night. The fireworks had stopped and Maddie saw a few men follow Uncle Don at a fast clip toward the dock.
Her heart was in her throat and she shook with fear. Now the entire boathouse was ablaze. What a strange scene, she thought as she watched everyone around her spring into action.
Ronnie was standing at her side now, out of breath, “You okay, Maddie?”
“Yeah, but I’ll be better when they get that fire out. Fire scares the hell out of me Ronnie,” her voice was trembling.
“Well, there’s nothing we can do now, except wait for the Fire Department to show up and put out the flames.”
She was shaking like a leaf so he put his arm around her and pulled her in close.
“Come on, let’s go up to the house, I can’t stand to watch it burn down, it breaks my heart.”
They headed up to the house glancing over at the fire as they went. The Harbor Fire Department arrived and steam rose from the boathouse as the powerful hoses shot water over the entire dock.
“Maybe they can save the boat,” Ronnie said, exhausted, fear lingering in his voice.
They finally relaxed a little as they got to the patio, knowing the fire was being taken care of. Finding an empty table, they sat, still in a daze from their love making and the situation that was unfolding. Ronnie changed the subject back to the boathouse, before the fire started.
“Ms Malone, you are a fantastic lover, what I’d like to do to you-- whew!” he winked at her, tired eyes smiling thru the blue. She blushed.
“I’m not too experienced Ronnie,” she said in a hushed voice, lowering her eyes and looking down at the table embarrassed by his statement.
“You’re experienced enough for me Maddie; I’m not the Don Juan of Kennewick, you know.”
They both laughed, which broke the tension. Ronnie continued… he was leading up to suggesting another romantic rendezvous with her.
“I hope the boat’s ok and not too damaged. I know my folks have insurance, but I was still hoping to take you out on the river while you were here.”
“We might be able to take Uncle Don’s boat. It’s pretty good sized and I’m sure he’d let us take her out for an afternoon. It’s not even close to the size of yours, but she’ll get us down the river.” Maddie smiled at him, hoping he wouldn’t give up the idea.
“That’s a thought,” he said, knowing now that he would have an opportunity to be with Maddie again… and soon.
A little bit of the lustful teenager was coming out and he knew he wanted to satisfy what he had started seven years earlier. He did remember the boathouse experience with her and quite vividly. He had never forgotten about it and carried it with him all these years later as a reminder of his lust for her. Even though he had grown into a respectable man, the hormone driven boy still lurked within him and he wanted to make love with Maddie as if he were that same teenage boy again. He throbbed as he remembered trying to get to second base with her.
Through the years, when he had sex with other partners, he remembered that innocent time in order to get off. She had been his sexual fantasy and now he had her… he had seduced her in the name of the great savior… the hero. The fire pit was just a lucky incident that he was able to use to his advantage.
He had planned to seduce her, when he first saw her in BB’s kitchen with Laura. Her mature beauty had turned his head around and all the memories of the past came flooding back. His plan was to play it cool, until he could take advantage of her, but something else was happening to him. He was beginning to have feelings for her already. Maybe it was due to the fantasy he played in his head for all those years… now here she was in the flesh and he had made it a reality. He didn’t want to fall for her, but he decided he would take it as far as he could, without becoming emotionally involved. Besides he was dating Kat from the shop and they were almost like boyfriend/girlfriend. Luckily, he had given her the month off to visit her sick Dad in Montana. He didn’t have to explain who Maddie was. Having her come into town hadn’t played into his life, but he wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass him by, besides, she would be going home at the end of the summer, Kat would never know… he hoped.
The commotion had died down and the smell of charred wood lingered in the air. The Fire Boats were able to douse the flames quickly, but the dock was a mess. They pulled a lot of wood from the ceiling, to make sure the embers were out. Maddie could see a smoldering mess all over it, and wondered how she would ever rescue her panties from the boat through that steaming pile of rubble.
The event was pretty much over at this point. People were too shaken and upset to continue with the party. It was only ten o’clock and they were already leaving… some going into the house to say their goodbyes to Aunt BB and Uncle Don. It was sad. One of the best parties of the year was over, ruined by the fire and Maddie was still up for more.
She wanted to explore her lust for Ronnie. She wanted more of him and soon. Her vacation would be over before she knew it, along with this summer romance, or whatever it was she was doing with him... a one night stand… a brief encounter… what exactly was she doing?
Laura found Maddie and Ronnie and sat down; a tall blonde fellow standing at her side.
“Look what I found,” she said, her eyes moti
oning up toward him, “Cute, huh? Sit down Roger,” she said, yanking his arm. He obligingly sat and grinned
“Pretty exciting night, isn’t it?” she looked over at Ronnie.
“Ronnie, I’m so sorry your boathouse caught fire, whada drag,” she tilted her head and looked at him compassionately with puppy dog eyes.
He nodded at her, looking sad and beaten down, “Thanks Laura.”
“Hey, why don’t we liven up the mood and go out somewhere,” she suggested.
Maddie and Ronnie looked at each other, “Where?” asked Ronnie.
“They’re having a huge city display again this year. I read in the paper that they’re doing the River Of Fire Festival at Columbia Park. Why don’t we head over there?”
