Rocky Waters (Lovers Lake)

“I need to be inside you,” I growl.

“Take me.” Her eyes are trusting and sweet. I know I don’t have a condom because I never thought I’d need them but damn the consequences. I have to make her mine. I slam forward, taking her virginity in one long stroke while crushing her mouth with mine to absorb her scream.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” I had no idea I was getting all of her. I had no idea. How can I ever let her go?

That’s easy— I’m not.

“It’s okay. It was just a pinch.” She’s putting on a brave face while I try not to move. I want to rut into her pretty pink pussy until I send my load all over her tight walls. Once she relaxes, I continue to slowly rock in and out of her until her ankles hook around my calves and I’m a goner. My knees are weak, and my vision blackens for a minute, but as I return to reality, I see the most beautiful face in my life. Darcy’s flush from the orgasm. I wish I’d lasted, but I promise to make it up to her.

“I’m sorry. I should have held out longer for you to come again,” I apologize, bending down to kiss her lips.

“No, it was great. I don’t think I can. It’s my first time after all.” I gently pull out of her and see our sticky mess with the tinge of pink from her blood on my cock. God, I feel like beating my chest, and at the same time kick my own ass. I hurt her.

“We didn’t use a condom.” I tell her. Not that I mind because I see our future together like a well laid out story.

“I’m on birth control. My mom put me on it when I was eighteen just in case, but I didn’t need it until now.”

“Thank fuck for that. I’d hate to have to kill all your lovers.” The thought of that little pissant down there with her or maybe Michael. No, he wouldn’t have pointed her out to me if he wanted her. Still, I can’t help feeling possessive. This is all new to me.

“You wouldn’t,” she challenges

“I sure would have. You belong to me,” I tell her.

“What about all your skeletons?” She glares at me, daring me to confess my past.

“There are none. The truth is, you’re my first and only, Darcy.”

“Bullshit.” She sits up angrily, covering herself up with the blanket.

I grasp her chin, getting her to look into my eyes as I bite out, “It’s not fucking bullshit. It’s pitiful, but it’s the truth.”

“Why then? Men are walking hormones. You saw that asshole today.”

“Yes, well you are gorgeous and he’s pathetic. The truth is when I was seventeen, I was a super geek, a scrawny, pubescent-looking geek. One day one of the high school cheerleaders who I helped with homework every once in a while asked me out. I said yes, but she only did it to make a fool of me. After our date, she had her boyfriend there to kick my ass. The thing is, I might have been small, but I had grit. I ended up in the hospital, but then so did he.” I stand up and toss on my boxers.

“After that I stayed away from every girl and devoted my summer to conditioning my body through lots of weightlifting and running. Senior year, I came back looking like a stud, but I didn’t give anyone my time.” I rub her feet as I continue with my story.

“I’d only been out of high school a month when I got my first book deal. Then I became famous and devoted to my work. There were pretty women that I have encountered. Denying that is like saying there’s no sun, but that doesn’t mean I was interested in sleeping with them. Well until today that is. I didn’t want to meet you at first because I thought…”

“I was some groupie who wanted to sleep with you?” she asks with a blush.

I nod and chuckle because that’s precisely what we ended up doing. Not that I’d complain about that.

“I changed my mind a minute later and decided not to be a dick. I was texting Michael back when he sent me your picture. One look was all I needed. I saw you and lost it. That’s how we’re here.”

“Wow. Just wow.”

“You have no idea. At thirty-three, I know what I want and that’s you. Please don’t doubt me again. I’d never betray your trust, Darcy.”

“Oh my goodness. That’s awful that she played you like that, but it’s good for me though.” She blushes.

“Interestingly enough is that I saw him this week, and we buried the hatchet.”

“What about the girl?” She sounds jealous.

“She’s married and living far from here. She came from a wealthy family and still has it, but frankly, if no one told me I wouldn’t give a shit. I have no interest in her. I was a young guy. Haven’t you ever liked someone?” She’s about to answer when I put my hand to her lips. “Forget that. I don’t want to know.”