She stood on the porch of the beach house; her sweeping lashes were saturated from the wells of tears coming from her hazel grey eyes. It was killing her to watch him prepare to leave.
She had never known a love like his. She only came this summer because her parents begged her. She would have rather been at home in her new apartment enjoying her post-college life, but her mom wanted her to “get out and experience life again”. She didn’t come to this little island to find love. In fact, she had sworn it off after her last relationship. Being in a one-way relationship with an over-sexed idiot for three years, she had all but given up on love.
As she watched him pack his Jeep Wrangler, she could feel her heart pace quicken as the thought of not being able to touch or kiss him again began to creep in her mind. She stood on the porch as he passed her going in and out, giving her an understanding smile and touching her cheek as he passed her by. How was she going to deal with this? Her whole body was screaming. She didn’t want him to go. She asked him to come back to Seattle with her, but he had obligations in Virginia that he just couldn’t leave. She thought about moving to Virginia, but like him, she also had obligations. What was she going to do? The fuller his truck became, the emptier she felt.
He put the last box in the back of the truck, closed the trunk, and slowly walked over to her as she stood at the top of the stairs. Slowly ascending up to her, he studied each and every part of her face as if he was trying to burn it into his memory. He reached out for her and held her close.
“I hate this.” she buried her head into his t-shirt covered chiseled chest. Her eyes were bordered in tears.
“I do, too. But we knew this day was going to come.” he wiped the single tear that fell from her eye. “You know I will never forget you, right?”
She nodded as she looked up into his cyan blue eyes. She couldn’t speak because she was afraid that the second she opened her mouth, she would sob out loud. She just softly ran her hand against his perfectly tanned cheek.
“This has been the greatest summer I have ever had, and it is all because of you.” his voice trembled slightly. “Besides, we said we were going to stay in touch, right?”
She nodded yes. Her mind was congested with both doubt and fear. He pulled her in close for a tight and embracing hug. Swallowing the sob that was rising in her throat, she looked up and into his eyes and buried her face in the corded muscles of his chest. They stood there for a moment embracing one another. This goodbye was way too hard.
His hand rose up and slid gently along the side of her cheek to draw her face in close to his. He began to kiss her from her forehead, down to her lips. His kisses were deep and passionate. Her embrace weakened a little as his tongue searched every inch of her mouth. He immediately swept her up in his arms and carried her in the cabin, laying her down on the plush sofa. He stood over her, licking his lips and gazing into her eyes as if he was never going to be able to do it again.
He removed his white tank top and unbuttoned his jeans. She kept her eyes on him as she began to remove her clothing, as well. Now, fully undressed, he laid on top of her. Her swollen and erect salmon pink nipples pressed against his cleanly shaven chest. Their heartbeats and breathing were almost in unison as he began to kiss her along her slender neck, down her shoulders, and on each fingertip. As he kissed the palms of her hands, she gently caressed his lips.
“I love you.” he whispered.
“I love you, too,” she said with a tear in the corner of her eye.
He ran his hand along the sides of her slender body to her thighs and her body curved to his contours. It was like waves of electricity between them. She caressed his muscular back as he kissed her neck, chest, and breasts. He cupped her firm, perky, handful sized breast in each hand and suckled each half dollar sized pink nipple like a newborn baby. She moaned in response to the increasing tightness between her legs. She wanted him. She needed to feel him. She reached down and bravely grabbed his hard throbbing penis and pushed him inside her. With a deep moan, she closed her eyes and wound her hips, easing him deeper inside.
His dick was stiff and long, drilling deep inside her walls. She wrapped her arms around him, grabbing his tight, muscular thrusting ass. “Yes!” she groaned.
He pulled himself out and gently turned her over on her stomach. She laid her head down on the couch as he ran his fingers through her hair and made a slow path down the smooth curve of her back. “You are so beautiful.”
She exhaled deeply through her slightly parted lips as he slowly he made his way down her spine. With slight force he lifted her hips, causing her to present her shaven pinkness to him.
His tongue caressed and slid along her warm, smooth lips and eventually penetrated her.
Soon her sweet, sticky fluids covered his mouth as he continued to dig his mouth and tongue deeper and deeper inside her.
Almost unable to bear it, she clinched the loose fitting material of the couch and let out a passionate groan. His tongue was warm and wet as it made its way back and forth between her two openings.
She whimpered, “Oh yes! Yes!”
He wanted to feel her soft wetness again. Lifting his face up and kissing her ass cheek on his way, he slowly slid himself in once more. He grunted and grabbed her hips tighter, pulling them to him in rhythm with his drilling. “Oh, my…”
She buried her head in the sofa as his cock massaged her channel walls with each blunt thrust and dragging outstroke. Fiery heat spread through her extremities, signaling that an explosion was very near. The only sound she could release was short, sporadic squeaks as tingly heat rose from her core until she was overcome with euphoria.
He closed his eyes as his dick was now flooded by her warm wet release. Her walls clenched and released, milking an orgasm from him. He leaned forward, almost collapsing on her. His mouth hung open as he released himself inside her.
She woke up about an hour later and noticed that he was gone. Over on the ledge of the fireplace was a single white rose and a note marked “You”.
A tear fell from her eye as she slowly walked over and opened the letter. It read:
You were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to wake you. I can’t tell you how much these past few months have meant to me. You will always be in my heart and in my dreams.
I love you,
She just smiled and held the letter close to her heart.3