We come together, I am absolutely sure of it this time because it’s the combination of Tilly’s lustful moans and her convulsing pussy muscles that send me over the edge and past the point of no return.
She’s looking at me when I go, just enough flexibility in her neck muscles for us to be able to see each other, colluders in carnal desire, Tilly licking her lips wantonly, myself unable to mask the yearning I have for her. It’s ripping all over me, in every bead of sweat, every tensed muscle, every goose pimple and throbbing vein. I want her.
“Admit it.”
I’ve barely been able to get my breath back. I’m still hard inside her, still coming. I grin at her like a hungry wolf.
“I want you”, I say.
“Fuck, Landon. I want you too.”
“I know.”
I push myself just that little bit deeper inside her, just to see her pupils dilate.
“We can, can’t we?”
“We can try.”
“A holiday romance?”
“Just don’t tell Mom and Dad.”
“I mean it.”
“So do I. I don’t want to fuck things up when they’ve started so well.”
“It might be different in the real world.”
Tilly pushes herself back onto my cock, demanding I give her more.
“Only if we make it.”
“What do you want?”
“It’s too early to ask that question.”
“You’re right. It’s just-. It feels so good when you do that.”
“I think you’re changing your mind about me.”
“I wouldn’t go that far.”
“Then I’ll just have to keep working at it.”
“Will you?”
“If you let me I will.”
“Then I guess only time will tell.”
“I might finally pass the test.”
“I’ll let you know when you do.”
We fall back together into the seat, still locked together, me still hard, Tilly still sensitive, kissing, nibbling, stroking and pleasuring each other until the rest of the rain runs clear of the windows and the sun reveals the lake beyond like a hidden secret.
The timing is impeccable, the change remarkable. If it wasn’t for puddles by the side of the car, the last of the clouds escaping towards the hills in the distance, it would be impossible to tell it had rained at all.
“Fuck, that’s beautiful.”
“I know, right. The lake isn’t bad either.”
Tilly pushes me away, her mind set on something else now.
I reach to pull up my boxer shorts but Tilly stops me halfway.
“You promised me a swim.”
“A swim?”
“One swim, no clothes.”
“What would your mother say if she knew?”
“Come on, Landon, it’s only a swim. I can’t help it if I’m so sexy I turn you on.”
“You’re beginning to sound a lot like me.”
“Then maybe we ought to spend less time together.”
“Yeah, like that’s going to happen.”
Tilly opens the car door and a rush of warm fresh air swims in while I kick away my pants and boxershorts. Out of nowhere the sun has lit up the sky and cleared the rain clouds away.
“Sunny spells are forecast.”
Tilly grins.
“A bright future ahead.”
“Race you to the lake?”
“I’ll even give you a head start.”
“What are you going to give me when I win?”
“The same thing you give me when you lose.”
“You better buy some more condoms then.”
“If I buy them, that means we’ve got to use them.”
“We’ll work something out.”
“Tilly?”
“Yeah?”
“Promise me something.”
“Go on.”
“Don’t cry when I beat you.”
“Ass-hole.”