When I get to the entrance to the trails of the conservation area, Pinky is already there waiting for me. She has denim shorts on, showing over her voluptuous legs, and a loose t-shirt with some sort of logo.
Probably from a video game, if I had to guess.
“Hey, Pinky,” I call out, grinning as I get closer.
She tucks some hair behind her ear. “Hi Arman, sorry it’s been a while.”
I shake my head, slipping my hand in hers and beginning to walk the trail. “No apologies necessary. Are you okay, though?”
She doesn’t say anything right away, and in my peripheral vision, I see her just staring straight ahead. Her hand isn’t as tight holding mine, and I’m flooded with worry.
Did I do something wrong last time? Does she not want me to hold her hand?
“I’m…fine. It’s not really stuff I want to get into with you yet.” Her voice is much quieter than normal.
Giving her hand a squeeze, I reassure her. “That’s okay, darling. You don’t have to tell me anything.”
But Gods, do Ieverwant to know what was going on. I’m going to go crazy wondering if someone hurt her.
Maybe she just got sick, or maybe someone died. I’m not prepared to handle that. I don’t know how she likes to comforted.
“Besides the things that will not be discussed, there was something else…” She hesitates, turning to look up at me.
I stop, looking around, noticing some other hikers approach us. She spots them too, tightening her grip on my hand and pulling me.
Following behind her, we weave through some bushes and trees until we reach a small clearing a distance from the trail.
“This is cozy,” I remark, looking around at the trees.
I don’t think I’ve ever been closer to nature than this. Deep—well, what I consider deep—in the woods. Secluded together.
Fuck, why is this turning me on?
She rubs her hands together in front of her. “It’s just…last time, we were kissing. And it made me feel things I haven’t felt in a very long time.”
“What…kind of things?” I raise a brow at her.
I can’t tell if these are good feelings or not. Gods, I hope they are.
Her words leave her frantically, and her eyes are wide as they do. “It wasturning me on.”
Blinking at her, I ask, “Is that abadthing?”
“No. But, it’s just been so long…I’m a little nervous…for things.” She bites her bottom lip.
Moving closer, I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her against me and hugging her.
I open my mouth to speak, but she shudders against me. Is she crying?
“This isridiculous.” She laughs, shaking her head and looking up at me. “I’m complaining to you about beinghorny.”
Well, if she would like me to help reacquaint her with those feelings, I’m all for it. I just don’t want to cross a line and lose all the trust I’ve worked to gain.
Fuck it, it’s worth a shot. This is abouther, and I will show her that.
“I know what youneed,” I purr, kissing down her neck until her collarbone. “Let me help you.”
She gently shakes her head, but her hands grip me closer as I latch onto her soft skin. Nibbling downward earns a gentle moan, and my hands travel down to her zipper.
