“Not luck, baby, I came looking for you. Had to start somewhere,” I answer, grasping her by the hips to pull her close. I get tense as I wait for her to press close or push me away. I let out a sigh of relief as she falls against me with a little sigh.
“Did you now? Don’t they call that stalking?” Debi teases.
“They might call it something like that. Doesn’t mean I will stop.”
“Is that so? Hmm, I might like it, handsome. Seeing you everywhere I go might be nice.”
“Why did you take off on me, Debi?”
Darkness crosses her face as she glances back at the other two men. I am bracing to hear her say one of them is her boyfriend. That she made a mistake going on that ride with me. But what she says stuns me.
“You scared the shit out of me, Devin. I got spooked. I uh…I don’t always make the best choices. Leaving you there last night…bad choice.”
“Itwasa bad choice,” I rasp, bending my head to brush my lips over her jaw. Pressing my lips to her ear, I tell her something else. “You scared me too but I fucking like it. I will stalk you all summer if I have to, baby.”
Debi pulls back, her hands grasping my shoulders as she lets my words sink in. My hands move to cup her round backside, dismissing the other men as inconsequential. No one else, nothing else matters once I am with her. I might have been scared last night, as I admitted, but I am not now. I am not scared, and I am not nervous.
Having her in my arms is the first time I feel right.
“Told you I might like that,” she whispers with a grin.
“It might get pretty crazy. I do things thoroughly, baby.”
Smirking, she lowers her head, her lips at my ear. “Oh, I recall. But if you want to remind me how thorough you can be, I suggest you take me somewhere private.”
Chuckling, I nod, turning to grab her hand. I lead her down the main corridor, away from her friends and mine. Behind me she laughs, asking me where I am taking her. I tell her I know a place where we can be alone. I have just spent all morning scouring this mall after all. I pull her to an empty store. We’re all alone when I turn to pin her to a wall with my body.
“If I don’t taste you again, I might go fucking insane,” I pant against her mouth as I tangle my hand in her hair.
“I think you may have gone insane already. I don’t mind. I think I can handle you this way,” she teases before I slam my mouth against hers.
In the deserted store, we kiss as if we might never get to again. I lick at her mouth, tasting sweet soda. When she moans, pushing her tongue into my mouth, I suck at the sweetness of her. I groan when she tugs at my shirt, her hands slipping beneath it to let her nails claw at my back.
“God, I thought I made it up,” she whimpers as I pepper kisses down her jaw, her throat, and across her neck. “How good you feel. How much I love your mouth on me. Devin, please, I can’t stand it.”
“What can I do to you, baby?”
“Everything. Anything. Don’t stop touching me. Or kissing me. I love your hands,” she pants as I grasp her leg beneath the knee, pulling it up at my hip. This opens her up to me and I slide my hand beneath her dress, pulling at her panties. I have never been so forward with someone, but when I start kissing her, when I hear those sweet pleas, I can’t help it.
“Will you show me how pretty you come again? I dreamt about it all fucking night. About how close I came to filling you with my cock. God, I was so close to taking you, to having you wrapped around me.”
Her head falls back against the wall as she rocks her hips, nodding. She doesn’t bother with words. Reaching between us, she yanks at the button on my jeans, her hands shaking as she pulls at the zipper. Even in the darkness I make out her little hands pulling my cock out.
“Yes, yes, I wanted it so bad. Don’t you want it? Does it always feel this way? I never knew it could feel so good to need it this way.”
“I wouldn’t know if it always feels this way, baby. I’ve never felt this. I have never been with someone this way. Not before last night. Not even fucking close. I don’t think it’s this way unless it’s real, Debi. This is real.”
Just like that, the fog of lust seems to drop from both of us. Because we both seem to understand I speak the truth. This is not two horny kids hooking up to scratch an itch. No, this thing is something rare.
Because this is real and neither of us knows what to do with it.
Dropping her leg, I take a step back. This time it is me who considers taking off. But I do not move. I can’t. Even if it is the scariest thing I have ever felt, I do not feel the panic I often do. No, a sense of calm, a sense of acceptance comes over me as we break apart in the darkness.
This is something you find once in a lifetime. It is the kind of heat, the kind of connection you don’t find with just anyone. We won’t know this with anyone else. If we do not grab hold of this and take it, we’ll never know this burning need, this hot, heady want we feel for each other again.
“I…I need to go. I…this is…I don’t know….”
Debi turns to go and again, I do not stop her. Because we both need a moment to let this sit. I doubt either of us expected to find what we did up there on that ride at the county fair. Buthere we are. Taking just a few steps, she pauses then turns to look back at me.
