“No, and I got the blanket from the backseat.” I shook my head and turned away from her. The truth was, I had never brought another girl here. It was my special place, the place I came to when I wanted to think and be away from my brothers and my dad.
“The stars look so close,” she whispered in hushed tones. “I didn’t think the sky could look any prettier than it does down by the pier, but it is gorgeous here.”
“I think we’re closer to the sky.” I nodded in agreement.
“Really?” She looked surprised. “I didn’t think the altitude was any higher here.”
“I don’t know if that’s a fact, scientifically or anything,” I increased my pace. “I just think we’re closer.”
“You may be right.” She reached out and linked her arm through mine. “It’s pretty here. Where are we going?”
“There’s an old shack further down this path.” I pointed in front of us.
She giggled. “Oh, it looks grand.”
“You can see it?” I frowned. It was extremely dark, and while the stars and moon illuminated the field we were walking through, it wasn’t so bright that I could see the shack.
“No, silly.” She leaned her head into my arm and I tensed up. “I was joking.”
“Oh.”
“I’m glad you decided not to take me home.”
“I figured you may as well continue your night of crime and debauchery.” I tried to make a joke, but my voice sounded too serious.
“We’re a regular Bonnie and Clyde, aren’t we?”
“No, no, we’re not. I had nothing to do with you and the cop car.”
“I’m joking, Logan.” Her voice was suddenly serious. “I’m sorry if you think I forced you to bring me here tonight. You can take me home, if you’re scared I’m going to get you in trouble.”
The irony of the situation hit me once again. She was worried she was going to get me in trouble? “Let’s not talk about our crimes of the evening,” I said lightly.
“Sounds good to me.” She stumbled and I grabbed hold of her to make sure she didn’t fall. My hands slid around her waist, and I brought her in close to me to steady her. She looked up at me in thanks, and I was overcome with an emotion that I was unfamiliar with.
“Be careful,” I spoke gruffly as I let go of her. “I don’t want you to get a twisted ankle.”
“I’ll be okay.” She spoke lightly and ran ahead slightly. I felt slightly disappointed that she was no longer holding on to my arm. I missed the feel of her hand on my body.
“Where are you running to?”
“The shack.”
“But you don’t know where it is.”
“I’m sure you’ll tell me when to stop.” She started running faster, and I watched as her long legs sprinted in front of me, and her hair flew behind her. Her strides were long and she had perfect form as she ran; I realized that she must have run track at some point in her life.
“Hold on.” I ran behind her and tried to catch up. She paused for a second and looked back at me. I saw the same twinkle in her eye that I had seen earlier that evening.
“Catch me if you can!” She laughed and started running again. She increased her pace and I doubled up my efforts to catch her. It took about a minute of running for me to finally catch up with her. I grabbed hold of her waist and we both went crashing down to the ground, as I couldn’t stop my momentum.
“Ow,” she laughed into my face as we rolled around in the grass. “That hurt.”
“Sure it did.” I laughed into her face, panting. “You can sure run fast.”
“Thank God! The police would have caught me if I wasn’t as fast as a rocket.”
“As fast as a rocket, huh?”
“That’s what my dad says.” She smiled into my face, and she rolled over on top of me. “You really do look like James Dean.”
“Is that why you wanted to spend the night with me?” I said, only half joking. A part of me was sad at the thought.
“Nah.” She leaned down, her hair framing her face and brushing against the sides of my cheeks.
“So then why?”
“Because you taste like sin.” She winked at me and pressed her lips against mine softly. I reached up and pulled her head down and crushed her lips against mine. I rolled her over onto her back and straddled her, pushing my tongue into her mouth as I pinned her arms back so she couldn’t move. Her eyes widened at the pressure of me against her I grinned against her lips. She had no idea who she was dealing with. My tongue explored her mouth as she wiggled beneath me, and I kissed her harder, sucking on her tongue as she struggled to move her arms. I winked at her and finally released them, and she ran her fingers through my hair and down my back, allowing her fingernails to dig into my skin.
I ran my hand through her hair and down the side of her face, before removing my tongue from her mouth and licking down her chin to her neck. I allowed my tongue to trail down her neck to her chest and she stilled beneath me as my fingers ran up her stomach and settled on her right breast. I paused and moved my mouth over to her left breast. I bit down on her hard nipple through her tank top as my fingers played with her other breast. I could hear her panting beneath me, and she moved underneath me. I ran my fingers down from her breast to her stomach and then to her thighs. Running them lightly up her inner thigh, I then stopped and sat up.
I looked down at her, panting in the grass, staring up at me with eyes full of lust, and it took everything I had in me to not rip her jeans off and take her then and there.
I jumped up and reached down and pulled her up to join me.
“What just happened?” She looked at me with dazed and innocent eyes. “Why did you stop?”
“I’m not going to take you in the grass, in the middle of some field. And I don’t have protection.”
“Oh.” She nibbled on her lower lip. “I would have thought someone like you would have protection at all times.”
“Someone like me?” My heart beat rapidly at her words. I tried to ignore the hurt that coursed through my veins.
“Yeah, I figured a guy as hot as you would have hundreds of women throwing themselves at him.”
“Oh.” I laughed, trying not to fall under the spell her eyes were casting up at me. “I don’t generally get many girls throwing themselves at me.”