run my hand through her hair, down to the nape of her neck. I gently bite her lower lip and she sighs into my mouth.
I trail my tongue down her jaw and leave kiss after kiss on her neck when she tilts her head back. Her free hand runs along my bicep to my shoulder and then to my neck. She brings me back to her lips and I devour her. Minutes later, I pull back with a quick breath. Her lips are slightly swollen and red from kissing.
I pull her into my arms and she buries her face into my neck. “Want to just spend the day here?”
With her arms wrapped around my waist, she looks up at me. “Of course I do.”
“ Are you hungry?” She nods. “Let me fix you lunch.”
She smiles and says, “That sounds delectable. I’m starved from where I didn’t eat last night.” We walk hand in hand into the kitchen and Emily assists me in preparing ourselves lunch. We fix cheeseburgers and fries. We sit at the table and eat together. I help her wash the dishes and she keeps stealing sideway glances at me.
“ What,” I ask her, curious.
“ Seeing you wash dishes is really turning me on.”
I laugh. That wasn’t what I was expecting her to say. I shake my head at her and continue to wash dishes. Emily and I haven’t ventured to anything more than kissing and her stomach. I wanted to, of course. Sometimes, it took a lot to restrain myself and pull away before I got carried away. I don’t know why we haven’t.
We haven’t really talked about it. I planned on waiting until Emily was ready. I figure she’s a virgin since she always hesitates and pulls away. Part of me hopes she’s a virgin because that means no other guy, especially Conrad, has been there with her. I glance over and take in her beauty. Maybe she isn’t a virgin. She definitely has the looks to drive guys crazy if they would take the time to appreciate them.
I shove that thought out of my mind as I hand her the last dish and drain the sink. I rinse my hands and turn to lean against the counter. “So, what do you want to do today?” I ask her. Desire flashes across her brown eyes as she looks as me.
“ Let’s go to the park. I feel like swinging today.” A twinge of disappointment passes me. I was wanting to lay down with her in my arms and kiss her all day.
“ Well let’s go,” I say pushing off the counter. She runs to her room to put on her shoes and grab her keys and phone. I open the front door and step out with her behind me. I walk ahead to the car while she locks the door. I hold open her door until she climbs in. I close it behind her and walked around to my side. Minutes later I parked at the town park. It was still empty from where parents thought it was too cold for their kids to be outside playing. Emily sits down on one of the swings and I walk behind her.
I push her every time she comes back to me. “Jake, I want to feel like I’m flying.” I push her harder so she will go higher. She moved her body with the swing to add to her speed.
She laughs and says, “I feel like a little kid again.”
I chuckle and tell her, “You should always feel like a little kid. Sometimes you get more excited than Drake about stuff.”
“ I do not! Name something.” she orders.
“ Cold Stone’s. Phineas and Ferb. Swinging. Would you like me to go on?”
“ No thank you,” she laughs. This time when she comes backwards to me, I grab the chains to bring her to a halt. I’m pulled forward a bit and she asks, “Why’d you stop me?”
I chuckle, “Are you going to pout now?” I walk in front of her and she glares at me.
“ Maybe.”
I laugh and pull her to stand up. “I don’t want you to have all the fun.” I take her seat in the swing and bring her to sit in my lap. She grabs the chains and I push off the ground. After a minute or so, we are really going. She leans back into me each time I lean back. This time when she leans back with me, I stay back. She giggles and asks, “How strong do you think you are?”
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Melinda Tankard Reist, Abigail Bray