I gave her pussy one last, slow lick, savoring the delicious taste. I could still feel her trembling against my tongue. The smile on her face confirmed that she was one beautiful, satisfied babe. I kissed each of her thighs one last time before closing her legs and kissing her knees. I leaned over them, kissing her once on the lips and then on the forehead.
“Time to go,” I said.
“Yeah. It’s late. I should get back to the motel.”
“Oh, you don’t escape me that easily. Not after what we just did.”
She looked at me curiously. “What?”
“Let’s go to the Pier,” I said, not giving her any chance to say no.
“That sounds nice,” she said shyly as I handed her back her clothes and she threw them on.
I climbed down the ladder and jumped to the ground.
“How will I get down?” Meadow said, peering over the edge of the landing.
“Just climb down the ladder and I’ll take care of the rest.”
I watched as she slowly crawled on all fours and stuck her left foot out. She moved it around trying to find the bar of the ladder. The sound of laughter echoed down the alley and I turned to look. Paul and Sandra were stumbling out of the brewery together. I didn’t think they’d seen me, but I took a step back against the wall just in case. I watched as they walked by the alley and stepped back out to help Meadow.
“Was that them?” Meadow asked.
She’d retreated back onto the landing, obviously trying to avoid the climb down.
“Yeah. They didn’t see us. Your foot was so close. Just a little further down and you’ll be on the bar,” I said, preparing my stance below her.
She slowly crawled backwards again, but as soon as she knew she was at the edge, she paused. Her foot was shaking when she finally started to reach it back out. It was cute.
“You’ve got this, Meadow.”
She looked down at me, uncertain how I could be so sure. She glanced at the ladder and then faced forward. Her hands gripped onto the metal of the landing as she lowered her body down. Her foot struggled desperately to locate the bar. Her toes finally made contact, and she put her foot down all the way. She was now in an awkward position with her left leg fully stretched out and her right still fully bent on the landing. She froze and her grip tightened. She took a deep breath and started to fidget, unsure what to do next. I kept encouraging her.
“Keep going, you’re making it harder.”
“That’s what he said,” she blurted out.
I let out a loud laugh. I swore I was the only one who still made that joke, but before I could, she stole the words right out of my mouth. Her timing was perfect, and she knew it. She was laughing too.
Still laughing, I turned to check we weren’t drawing any attention to ourselves. Before I turned back, her laugh turned to a yelp and she lost her grip on the ladder.
Just in time, I leapt forward and caught her in my arms. It was quite a distance but my arms broke her fall perfectly. She clung to me so tightly I could hardly breathe. With her arms wrapped around my shoulders, she buried her face into my neck.
“I’ve got you,” I said, soothingly. “I was under you the whole time.”
She looked up into my eyes. She was so beautiful. I thought she was going to kiss me, and her kiss would rock me to my core.
But instead, she spoke.
“That’s what she said,” she blurted out.
I burst out laughing even harder.
“Oh, damn, you got me again!” I said.
I squeezed her even tighter. She was funny. Beautiful and funny.
I loved the way she laughed. The joke was funny, but I could tell her laugh was more from nerves. She’d just orgasmed in my face on a fire escape and then fallen off it! Of course she was nervous!
But her laughter kept me laughing. It was nice to be laughing so freely after all this time. I didn’t want to let her go. As our laughter quietened, I leaned in and kissed her as I held her in my arms.
“You ready to go for a walk?” I said, after we’d been kissing for a few minutes.
She smiled and nodded. I lowered her to the ground and we started walking back toward the brewery.
“Wait,” I said, stopping her. “Let’s go out this way. We’ll be less likely to run into people.”
I lead her out the other end of the alley. We cut through the parking lot. It only had a few cars left in it. On the other side, there was a path leading between two houses to the quieter residential streets. I was glad for the privacy. For a little town, the main downtown area was pretty busy at that time of night and I wasn’t too keen on running into anyone I knew. The last thing I needed was my town gossiping about seeing me out late with an unknown woman.
There’d been enough gossip about me two years ago.
Meadow was quiet as we walked, street lamps lighting our way. She was checking out the homes as we passed them, trying to get a feel for the town.
“Have you been over here yet?” I asked her.
“No. I haven’t had time to do much exploring. This seems like a cute area,” she said, still looking at the homes.
“Yeah, this is a nice part of town. Although, there’s really no bad part of town.”
“I love walking at this time of night when people are home and still have their lights on. I can peek in and see how they’ve decorated their spaces. Everyone has such unique styles,” she said.
“Where are you staying now?” I asked her.
“Well, I checked in at the Rolling Wave motel last night. I thought I’d be here for a night, but today I booked it for a few more nights. Despite your earlier suggestion for me to go back to where I came from,” she said without looking at me.
Her voice got quiet and trailed off. I felt like such an ass. Especially because she was obviously still hurt by what I’d said.
“I’m sorry about that,” I said.
“It’s okay.”
“If it’s any consolation, I’ve completely changed my mind about that. Now I want you to stay.”
She looked up at me cautiously.
“You really mean that?”
I nodded.
“Because you don’t have to say it just to be nice.”
“I mean it,” I said.
I gave her a playful nudge and put my arm around her. She gave me a bashful smile, leaning into my body and wrapping her arm around my lower back.
“Anyways, I guess I’ll just stay at the motel for now,” she said. “It’s pretty nice. I hope that apartment Paul mentioned works out though.”
A strange feeling came over me. I felt possessive of her, protective. Like she was already mine, even though we still had only known each other such a short time.
I didn’t like that she was staying at a motel. It didn’t feel right. It was a decent motel, but she deserved better. It seemed like such a waste for her to be paying for a place by the night. Especially if the place Paul mentioned wasn’t even available for another month. I had a whole house to myself with plenty of rooms to spare, but I held back from mentioning it to her.
“Do you know where the place Paul was talking about is?” she asked.
“Oh. If it’s the one I think it is, it’s just a five minute drive that way. Up around those homes on the hill. It’s nice up there.”
I looked at her. I thought how nice it would be to have her around. And how much sense it made to save her from paying for the motel for the rest of the month, but I just couldn’t bring myself to tell her about my place.
I couldn’t.
The last time I tried to help someone, it ended in tragedy. I was convinced I was cursed. When people got close to me, they got hurt. I could spare Meadow that pain.
“Do you live nearby?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said without looking up.
I didn’t say more.
We cut across the street to a new road with a new row of houses with their lights still on. She looked in the windows and made comments about diff
erent color choices or pieces of art that she saw. We got to the boardwalk and I pointed to the lifeguard post down the beach.
“Let’s go sit up there,” I said, taking her hand.
“Really? Up there? You think that getting me to climb up stairs will get me to take off my pants again?” she said with a nervous laugh.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “There’s a ramp on the front. I promise there’s no ladders!”
She laughed and I felt her body relax as we walked through the sand.
CHAPTER 30
MEADOW
Our conversation hit a comfortable silence. I looked around and wondered if that moment was even real. There was a full moon that night. It was big, bright and beautiful. Around it, twinkling stars filled the rest of the deep, dark sky. The moon lit up a path along the rippling ocean water. There was a cool breeze and the sound of crashing waves filled the silence. Even with the cool ocean air, I felt warm because I was tucked in close, under the arm of quite possibly the most handsome man I’d ever met in my life.
Is this real? I thought.
It felt too perfect. I was too happy. I’d spent my whole life telling myself I deserved less, and now I was getting everything I could dream of.
“What was that?” Kane said.
I must have spoken out loud.
“I didn’t say anything,” I said, hoping he’d buy it.
“Isn’t the ocean incredible,” he said. “It’s as if it remembers everything, so you don’t have to.”
I looked at him and wondered what he was thinking to say that.
“How long have you lived here?” I said.
“Born and raised.”
“I guess that qualifies you as the welcoming committee.”
He looked at me, confused by what I meant.
“Although you take quite the non-traditional approach,” I blurted without thinking. “I mean, most committees drop off a gift basket. You drop your pants in the ladies room.”
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I knew I was being rude. Only a part of me regretted it though. Sure, the sex was amazing, and I was having a really nice night with him, but there was still a nagging part of me that wondered how many women he’d done this with.
“Hey now,” he said, turning to face me.
He didn’t instantly deny it. Now I regretted it. It was one of those questions I shouldn’t have asked if I didn’t really want to hear the answer.
I wouldn’t have been surprised at all if my fears were true. Men are able to fuck a lot of women. Matt made that clear enough.
I’d be kidding myself to assume Kane was any different. Of course I wasn’t the first woman he’d had some fun with, before taking her down to the beach for a romantic cuddle. I could just imagine how many women had sat right where I was seated, feeling warm and safe against his body.
“What happened earlier in the brewery, that was all your fault, Meadow,” he said.
“Excuse me? My fault? You’re the one who practically pushed me through the door,” I shot back.
“I know. But you gave me no choice.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My fault?
I sure as hell wasn’t the perfect surfer babe with the perfect beach body and perfect beach hair and every girl in town lusting after me!
“The second I caught a glimpse of your perfect ass, your sexy curves, your number was up. No way this was ending any other way than my getting inside your sweet body.”
“Well, aren’t you the charming one?” I said, getting more upset than I meant to. “First you make me feel fat, then you humiliate me in front of the entire town. Then you tell me to go home.”
“Meadow,” Kane said, holding me tighter. “I know. I’m sorry for all that. Believe me. I’ve got issues.”
“Are you really sorry?”
“Totally sorry. If I could take all that back I would in a heartbeat. It’s just …”.
“Just what?”
“It’s been so long since I was taken this way by a woman. And last time it ended so badly. I was fighting my feelings for you.”
There was so much I wanted to ask him about that but he kept talking before I could say anything.
“When I saw you in the brewery last night, some emotion overpowered me.”
I looked at him, waiting to see where he was going with this.
“And then when you came in again tonight with Sandra, you had so much light in your eyes, so much joy, I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I had to do something about it.
His words made me melt. I couldn’t believe that he’d noticed me that way. That I’d had such a powerful effect on him. I was still in disbelief that any of this was real.
“When I saw you by the washroom, it was game over. My urges got the best of me. I had to have you. I had to taste you. Right then and there.”
I wanted to believe him but there was still that nagging, skeptical part of me that was terrified of being hurt again.
“I don’t know,” I said. “Are you sure you’re not the type to take every hot girl in town down here to look at the moon and take her panties off.”
“You’re not very good at taking compliments, are you Meadow?” he said with a sly grin. “Besides, I didn’t have to take you any further than that alley to get your panties off!”
I hit him playfully on the arm.
“Don’t tease me.”
“Sorry.”
“So why are we here at all? If you already got what you wanted.”
“Oh come on. I brought you here so you can tell me something about yourself. I want to do more than fuck you. I want to get to know you. Then I want to fuck you again,” he said with a sly smile. “Then get to know even more about you. And then… .”
“Fuck me again,” I laughed. “I get it.”
“In so many positions, Meadow. You won’t regret it. The things I have in mind.”
I tried not to smile but I couldn’t help it. Before I could come up with some more challenging questions for him, he silenced me with the most tender, delicious kiss.
I so wanted to believe everything he was saying, but hadn’t he just told Paul he had no intentions of getting mixed up with another woman?
I broke away from our kiss.
“So explain this to me,” I said, not done being difficult. “First you say you’re avoiding women, and now you’re saying you want to spend more time with me. Which am I supposed to believe?”
“Meadow! It’s complicated! What can I say? I swear I have no intentions of hurting you. I swear I’m not using you. But I don’t know what’s going to happen after tonight. No one does. All I know is that right now, I love sitting right here, next to you, and there’s no where on earth I’d rather be.”
I nodded. “I’m sorry I’m being so difficult. If you knew more about me, it would make sense.”
“So tell me more about you.”
“How about we just enjoy right here, right now instead?”
Kane smiled. “Fair enough.”
I could tell he liked that I turned his own words on him.
“But will you do me one favor, Meadow?”
“Depends,” I said, looking at the crashing waves.
He gently moved my face towards him and looked into my eyes.
“Believe me when I tell you how beautiful you are.”
His eyes never broke contact with mine as he said those words to me. He meant it. I could tell.
Men were always telling me I was perfect and beautiful, but they never actually thought about what they were saying. They never actually meant it. Kane meant it. He saw me. I felt the connection between us.
My stomach filled with butterflies and I was left speechless. His words meant so much to me and I leaned forward to kiss him so that he knew it. This time, our kiss felt different. It was more than just our lips that were connecting.
A cool breeze passed over us and I shivered slightly. Kane moved to sit behind me, his legs on either side wrapping me up tightly a
nd keeping me warm. Despite my reluctance, deep down I knew I could trust him. I was safe with him.
“It’s just that my husband …” I started to say.
“Your husband?” he said, cutting me off mid-sentence and removing his arms from around me.
“My ex-husband,” I quickly clarified.
I only relaxed again when I felt his arms return around me.
“He was a cheater. He cheated on me for years. With so many women.”
“He sounds like a piece of shit,” Kane said.
“That’s an understatement. At first it was just random affairs with women when he was away for work. But gradually they grew more serious. The last woman he was with was a full on relationship. He was leading a double life. She didn’t even know he was married.”
“I don’t understand how people can do that. Lead double lives, I mean. It seems exhausting and like it’s just asking for trouble. I’ve always been a one woman man, Meadow. That’s something I know about myself. When I’m with a woman, she’s my entire universe. I’m not kidding.”
I didn’t want to look at him for fear he’d see dreamy little hearts form in the pupils of my eyes. Prior to him saying that, I had convinced myself that there wasn’t a man on earth who thought that way anymore.
“I put up with my husband’s cheating until this last woman. Once I realized he was in love with her, I just snapped.”
“You mean, you knew about his cheating before?”
“Yup.”
“And you said nothing?”
“Nope.”
“Why not? You should have cut off his dick and mailed it to his mother so she knew what a bad job she did. You don’t deserve a man like that. No woman does.”
“I was too scared to admit it to myself. I was terrified. It was like, as long as I didn’t bring it up, it wasn’t really real. He gave me everything. Well, everything money can buy. He provided for me and I was paralyzed with fear at the thought of having to be on my own.”
“You’re on your own now, and you’re doing great,” he said, squeezing me tight.
“Haha, yeah, it’s been a real solid twenty-four hours of independent woman power.”
“Hang on. You left him yesterday?” Kane said in shock.
“Yup.”
“Jeez. Well that certainly explains why you’re feeling so fragile. So what, you called him out for cheating yesterday and left him in your dust?”
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