Chapter Four
Morning wasn’t a welcome sight for her, she rose, knowing it was later than they had planned and glanced over at his sleeping bag only to see that is was gone, and rolled up in the corner of the tent. It was their last day and in three days she would be gone, for good.
She had to step outside, she knew she would have to face him, and face what had happened. He was missing from the camp, and hearing the splash she knew he was in the water. There was no better time than the present, to plead her case. She made her way down to the lake, seeing him naked from the waist up. She stood there, arms folded watching him. Finally, he noticed her on the bank.
“Kate.” He could only say her name, afraid to do or say anything else.
“I have questions.” She wanted the truth no matter how harsh.
“Ok, I am willing to answer them, you know that.” He made his way closer to her whiles still staying submerged in the water.
“You don’t want me, you made that clear but I want to understand why?” She cleared her throat.
“I told you why it won’t work Kate, I never told you I didn’t want you. You should know that after last night.” He sighed looking at the water.
“You are fine with fucking me, that was clear, but you don’t WANT me. That’s altogether something different Aaron.” She crossed her arms once more, staring down the hill at him. She felt tears threated to spill again, but she held them in check, and held her ground.
“It’s not like that Kate, I mean yes your sexy but I don’t think of you as an object.” He had the decency to look up at her and frown this time.
“Do you think I’m sexy, or just parts of me?” She was yelling now. “I saw you with her you know, the blond in the pool…I know I am not her, nothing like her.” She paused for effect.
“Oh my God Kate, you saw that?” He ran a hand over his hair, sighing in the process.
“She was beautiful, is she the reason why you don’t want me?”
“Her, hell no Kate, she is a friend. We get together from time to time that’s all.” He was visibly embarrassed.
“She was very different than me, I can tell you that’s one big thing isn’t it. Let’s just be honest about the whole thing. You don’t want me because I am inexperienced, and because I am fat.” With that she spun around and made her way back to the tent, cramming her things into her duffle bag as she went. It was too much, too overwhelming. She felt his hand on her arm and he spun her around to face him.
“Have you lost your mind Kate? Neither of those things are true and you damn well know it.”
“I don’t know it Aaron, but things are much clearer to me now.” She had barely gotten the words out when him mouth came down on hers in a searing kiss. She tried to breath, but he crushed her to him, him mouth and tongue exploring her mouth, bruising her tender lips as he went.
“Touch me Kate.” His vice was hoarse.
She did as he asked, his girth growing in her hand.
“How can you even think any of those things, look at what you to do me?”
“Then why, why don’t you want me, why don’t you think of me as more than a child?”
“Fine, you want me to treat you like a woman Kate?” He pulled her roughly with him into the back of the tent where her sleeping bag still lay on the floor. He pulled her clothes from her, and she helped him to remove his own. She wanted him, and hated him for making her feel small at the same time. Soon she was naked and he attacked her pale flesh with relish, his mouth on her everywhere at once. His body reacting to hers in a way she had never imagines. The roughness of his bearded face left scratches on her chest as he traveled down the length of her, kissing and nipping his way down.
From there he pulled and bit each nipple, branding her with his lips, teasing her and making her feel like she was losing all control. He moved his hands over her, cupping her full breasts as his mouth made its way down her body, kissing and loving every inch of her. She looked up at him his mouth finding her again and kissing her with a feverish eagerness, making sure she knew that he wanted her, and she had no doubt of it.
She let her hands wander as well, hearing his sharp intake of breath as she raked her nails lovingly down his chest, running over his nipples delicately. He gasped at her onslaught then grabbed her hands pinning them above her head as he pushed her down onto the sleeping bag.
Stuck she couldn’t move, her body a mind of its own, moving on its own accord, reacting and giving him everything he wanted. She had no choices, she simple was there, for him to do as he saw fit. She felt his body press against hers and she gasped at the heat they created between them. She wanted and needed more. She felt his hands roam over her body, leaving nothing untouched. Soon his hands roughly made a path top her womanhood, slipping a hand between her thighs to find the softness there.
She reacted to him, her body opening up to him giving him access to her, all of her. He moaned her name into her mouth as he kissed her, wanting to be close to her as he moved his hands over her creating a reaction, making her want him. She reached her first climax as he moved his hands on her, she was panting with desire as he moved then, deftly slipping between her thighs, holding her up to meet his thrusts as he entered her. She felt like she was flying as he lifted her up higher, making sure each thrust was deep and true.
Soon they found a familiar rhythm, and she met him thrust for thrust until he stopped. Pulling himself from her.
“Get on your knees Kate.” He said it with such calm that it made Kate shudder as she did as he asked.
She felt the red flush creep into her cheeks as she stayed that way, in position for him, exposed in such a way she would have never imagined being comfortable with. She felt his hands gently graze her ass, tapping her gently. She was reminded of the woman in the pool, and how he had hit her, leaving a mark. She felt her body tremble in anticipation of what would come next.
He dropped soft kisses down her spine and she relished in those sweet moments. Soon he was behind her again, and she blushed once more which only made him chuckle. She felt him push at her opening from behind and as he found the entrance, using her own wetness as a guide, he plunged into her. She reeled from the feel of him, buried deep inside her. He was almost too big, filling her too much. She lay down flatter on the sleeping bag, hoping to accommodate him more and give him more access to her sleek sheath.
With one final thrust he was buried deep, and she felt him grow even more inside her as he pulled out, only to push back in once more until together they moved as one, both taking and giving to the other both seeking out that final release. His hand hit her bare ass, the curvy rounded orifice jiggled with the hit and the dark pink stain was likely very evident on her pale skin. She felt him deep as he found his climax, that matched her own.
He withdrew once more, only this time, she curled up against him, not wanting to move until later, much later. When finally, they did, they went down to the lake to clean up, where he made love to her again on the bank side.
That night as they sat together around the fire, he held her to him, his mouth dropping kisses on her whenever he could. Things had shifted, had changed somehow but neither of them wanted to talk about it.