Page 33 of Dirty Little Virgin
“That’s what I thought. Okay, just a simple straight jump, feet first, just like before, only we’ll be swinging from a rope.” I grip her tightly and pull back on the rope, then we fly out over the water as she screams bloody murder.
I’m almost out of breath when we come up to the surface, and her little wet head pops up just after mine does. She’s hanging on to me as the water’s deep and I can’t touch the bottom. I tread water as I hold her and then I have the urge to kiss her.
The tension leaves her body, and she kisses me back. My cock stirs, and I swim toward the shore until my feet touch. Holding her, I feel her legs go around me as our kiss grows more passionate. I’m more than a bit surprised to find her hands pushing at the elastic waistband of my swimming trunks, freeing my erection.
I push her bikini bottoms to one side and shove my cock into her tight pussy, making her gasp with the sudden intrusion. “Pierce, what you do to me is so damn odd.” Her eyes search mine. “Is this how it feels with everyone?”
“I’d be lying if I told you it was. You and I seem to have some great chemistry, Jade. To be honest, I’ve never felt like this.” I brush back her dark hair and find myself being more open with her than I planned to be. “I hope you find this again when our time is done. But the fact is, you may have to kiss a lot of frogs to get what we have.”
With a nod, she puts her head on my shoulder and moves her body to stroke my cock. I take her by the waist, moving her back and forth, and feel something trickling down my back. She sniffles, and I know she’s crying.
She’s falling in love me with. I know she is. I should stop this. We have two months, and that’s all. That’s all I ever wanted. A nice long taste of her, and then I can move on to the next thing.
I’ll give her this day and night, but tomorrow I’ll change. I’ll be demanding, turn on the Dom inside me, and that should help her to see me as the real man I am. This isn’t me at all. Not that I’m faking, exactly. It’s just that I know I can’t keep this up.
I move her body until I feel her breathing go shallow and her heart pounds against my chest. Her walls squeeze my cock, taking us both over the edge. Then she pulls back and looks at me. The tell-tell signs of the tears are still on her face. “I love you, Pierce.”
With a gulp, I say, “I love you, Jade. You wanna go back to the cabin now?”
She shakes her head. “No, I want to jump off that rock with you again. And then I want you to teach me how to do flips off the rope swing.”
I laugh as we head out of the water and can’t ignore the fact that with her simple gesture she’s made a chip in the armor that’s shielded my heart for the last few years.
“After this, we can go back and make some lunch. I’m dying to find out if you can actually make a sandwich,” I tell her, then smack her ass as she runs out of the water ahead of me.
“Ow!” she shouts as she grabs her ass. “I can make a sandwich, Pierce. You’ll see. Now come on, hurry up. It’s cold when we’re out of the water.”
“I can see that by how hard your nipples are getting,” I say, then run up and grab her, tossing her over my shoulder. “I’ll give you a lift.”
Her laughter fills my head and my heart. And now I’m the one who’s afraid.
Jade
Crisp evening air moves in as a breeze ushers in the night through the tall trees that dance with the wind. Pierce and I lie in the hammock that hangs between a couple of trees. Lying on his chest as we begin to swing with the rush of air, I sigh, as it’s time to go inside and make dinner.
The day was perfect. We swam and played, and I’ve never felt so comfortable with anyone in my life. We made love several times, when the urge hit either of us. I felt like we were castaways on a deserted island, a place I couldn’t imagine wanting to leave.
“I’ll go in and start dinner. I have that video to watch so I can see how to make ratatouille,” I say as I place my hand on Pierce’s chest to push myself up.
His lips press against the side of my head. “I have a couple of steaks in the fridge. I tell you what. You pop a couple of big potatoes in the microwave for twenty minutes. Wash them first, then poke holes in them with a fork. I’ll fire up the grill and make the steaks on it. And there’s a package of pre-made salad you can toss into a bowl. How about that, baby?”
I have to fight the tears back that threaten me. “I think that sounds lovely, sweetie. I’ll get to that, then.”
Before I can climb off the hammock, he pulls me back and kisses me with a sweet kiss. “I love you, Jade.”
I melt into him and whisper, “And I love you.”
Once he lets me go, I quickly walk away, keeping my back to him as tears run down my cheeks. Perhaps the start of the BDSM stuff will harden my heart against him. One can hope.
The way I feel now has me left with little doubt that leaving him at the end of two months will be hard to do. But he seems set on that being the end of it all. I can’t allow myself to get in too deeply. It’s going to be hard enough as it is.
I wipe the tears away and feel his hands on my hips. “I love the way your hair looks when it dries naturally. It’s all wavy and soft. You’re naturally sexy, Jade.”
With a sigh, I reply, “Is that so?”
“It is so, my little Brit.” He pulls me up, carrying me once again. He seems to love to do that.
Into the house we go, and he plants my feet in the kitchen. “Thanks for the ride, Pierce. I’ll get to work.”
