316 Rose Rd (A Cherry Falls Romance)

"I think I need a little more practice before I’m sure that I’m doing my very best," I tell him playfully, and he runs his fingers through my hair, planting a kiss on my cheek and closing his eyes. This – this I could get used to. It feels so deliciously perfect, resting in his arms after the two of us have pleasured each other the best we can.

I am not sure how long we lie there – in fact, I don’t even remember falling asleep, but when I wake up, I am lying in his bed, and I am all by myself.

I reach over to the spot where I am sure he was sleeping next to me last night, and I instantly feel that deep craving for him once more. He must have carried me here while I was sleeping, and I can remember the way his arms wrapped around me tightly as he slept.

Where is he? I sit up and look around, trying to remember if he woke me up to tell me where he was off to. Probably back to work. I suppose that, to him, this is just another day – I can’t be the only woman that has been trussed up in these covers.

But he is the first man that I have ever been with, and there is something in that which feels special to me. Strange to think that I have actually done it now – not sex, but I have managed to have my very first orgasm. After trying so hard for so long, after making such an effort to get where I needed to go, he had put his head between my legs and managed to do it in a matter of minutes.

And I know that I am far from done with him. I can’t wait to see him again, to find out the other ways that the two of us can please each other. Going down on him was way more fun than I thought it would be; before him, I hadn’t thought much about the way that I would turn someone on, about how I could make someone feel the things that he had made me feel. But it seemed to come easily to me when I was with him. I just want to turn him on, show him how much I want him.

I reach over to the bedside table, and find that he has placed my clothes and my phone there for me while I was sleeping. He must have gone to pick them up from the shower stall – God, he’s thoughtful. I still don’t know him well, but everything that I am learning about him is telling me that he’s perfect. He listens closely, as though everything that I say matters to him. And when he touches me...

Mmm. I need to talk to someone else about this. Before I fall too deep into whatever it is that I am falling into whenever he is around. It’s a little after nine a.m., and I wrap myself in the sheet from the bed and look through the cabin, calling for Cliff. My foot no longer aches, and I exhale with relief as I unwrap it, grateful that there is only the slightest of bruising.

The cabin is empty, though, so I decide to call Juniper, because I need to process last night with my best friend.

Juniper picks up right away. My best friend since middle school, Juniper is no-nonsense, sharp, and doesn’t suffer fools – so why she keeps me around isn’t totally clear, but I’m not going to go complaining about it.

"Hey!” I exclaim down the line. Even to myself, I sound too happy to get away with it that easily.

"Hi," she replies. "What’s going on? You sound... different."

"Well, I’m calling from – I'm actually calling from the cabin of the guy that I spent the night with," I blurt out. I can practically imagine her eyebrows shooting up into her bangs, and I have to bite my lip to keep from giggling with delight.

"Holy shit, no way!” she exclaims. "Right now?”

"Right now," I reply, getting back in Cliff’s bed and rolling over. Propping myself up on my elbows, I bury my face in the pillow that he slept on all night, and I smell his delicious scent.

"You guys... did it?" she asks.

"No, we didn’t go all the way," I reply. "But he did – he got me where I needed to go, if you know what I mean..."

"Well, light the fireworks!" she replies with a chuckle. "Good for you. Who is he?"

"He works at the campsite," I explain. "He’s... he’s like some woodsman, but for the mountains."

"So, you’re saying he’s hot?” she asks.

"I am," I reply.

"Well, I say go for it," she replies. "How long do you have there?”