I didn’t say anything because Rowan knew as much as me that our mother was smothering at times, but it came from a place of love, so neither of us ever complained about her. I returned to my seat, then put my feet back up like before. The sun was now starting to set, and instead of staring down at my cell phone, I looked out at the bright hues that gave the illusion of disappearing into the lake. There were reds, yellows, and oranges, and just another reminder of how beautiful these New York mountains truly were.
As I stared out at the water, I closed my eyes. While I often made use of the lake during the summer, this past one had been harder on me. It was likely the reason I was still as pasty white as my sister, who never got the chance to truly experience the sun.
Mine hadn’t been for a medical reason, but rather an emotional one. Each time I walked to the lake, all I could remember were the various nights that Cillian would make love to me either on or under the pier. Those memories were so ingrained in my head that each time I fell back on one of them, it was as vivid as it had been when it had happened. I swallowed my errant sigh. Most of the summer, I had suspected that he had been mad at me. Perhaps, he had even gotten into trouble himself. I had no idea how I would be able to handle an entire school year with him around if he had tired of me. Or worse, if he hated or resented me.
CILLIAN:
I’m so glad summer’s over. It’s been the worst one of my life. The only thing getting me through the bullshit is knowing you’re there waiting on me. You are still mine, yes?
That message had filled me with the hope that had dwindled over the last several weeks. I’d immediately told him that I was here waiting for him. Now, the dread and fear I had been wracked with were replaced with relief and anticipation. Especially, the latter.
In three days’ time, the students would all arrive back here, and it would be a whirlwind. Besides reuniting with Cillian and helping my mother with my sister and other school stuff, it was my own senior year of high school. Last year, I had been close to failing two different classes, but Cillian had actually tutored me, even if unofficially, and it had allowed me to get back ontrack. Now, I was hopeful that I might have more options at my disposal outside of the local community college.
I’d already scheduled an appointment with the guidance counselor for the first day of this upcoming year, and instead of being nervous, I was optimistic. The expression about love making everything better was definitely true. Since meeting Cillian, my own life had improved immeasurably. A smile tipped my lips as I thought about him, and when my cell phone vibrated in my lap, it startled me so much that I jumped and it fell to the decking of the porch.
My mother was already sitting up, and as she went to grab it for me, I quickly beat her to it. Snatching it off the composite decking before she could, I held it tight in my hand. I suspected it was likely Cillian, and the last thing either of us could afford was for my mother to find out we were still in contact. I had promised her that I would leave him alone, as I suspected he had done with his own family.
“Are you coming inside?” my mother asked me as she ignored my hasty action and stood up to stretch.
“No, I’m going to enjoy what little quiet is left before it’s all gone,” I responded.
“Just don’t stay out here too late. The mosquitoes are bad this time of year.”
I wanted to tell her that was true in more than just summer, but I smiled. “I’ll be in soon.”
“Good night, baby,” she said before leaning in to kiss the top of my head. “I love you.”
“And I love you,” I replied.
She disappeared inside the house, and remembering my drink, I finished what was left of my tea, then leaned back in the chair. Another message came through, and this was definitely Cillian. After settling my sense of paranoia by looking behind meat the house, I quickly opened his message and moaned softly at his vulgar words.
Mountainside, New York
Most kids hated returning to the academy from the various breaks and vacations here, but not me. At least not now. This place had the one thing I loved above all else. It had Reagan. My soulmate, and as anticipation over seeing her seeped farther into my veins, the softest wisp of perfume wafted toward me, making me turn around.
There in the moonlight with the breeze blowing her auburn hair around her face was the one I loved more than any other. “Anamchara,” I said as soon as she dipped under the wooden pier, then rose back to full height once completely under it.
“Cillian,” was all she was able to say before I pulled her into my arms.
“I’ve missed you,” I confessed as I buried my face against her neck, then slid my lips along her throat, making her shudder.
Her dainty hands slid up my chest, and although I could feel the ache from the recent bruises beneath her palms, I paid themno mind. I only wanted...No, I only needed her. Always had and always would.
She finally wrapped her hands around my neck, just as I slanted my mouth over hers. Directing her to the left, I eventually had her where I wanted her, and I wasted no time pinning her against the wooden column. Holding her captive, I deepened the kiss while also unzipping my shorts. Once they fell, she and I both knew what I wanted.
I pulled away, and because of the wood overhead, I no longer saw the moonlight highlighting her perfect face or revealing her hypnotic eyes. But I didn’t need it. I had committed every inch of her body to memory more than once.
Reagan dropped to her knees on the damp sand below, and I wrapped her red locks around my fist before tugging her head backward. “All I could picture on the flight back from Dublin was your mouth wrapped around my cock.”
“It’s all I’ve thought about too, Cillian.”
My girl loved to go down on me, and she’d gotten so much better at it each time we were together. Lately, it’d been harder to sneak away, often having to do so in the middle of the night, and resort to places like this. As long as we were together, it was all that mattered, though. Besides, Reagan didn’t seem to mind the ankle deep water at our feet. She only wanted to please me, which made me love her even more.
“Open those beautiful lips,” I said to her as I tapped my cock against them.
She complied right away, but I teased her for a few moments by running it from one side of her mouth to the other, before her tongue darted out. The feel of it upon my flesh was my undoing, and I pushed forward. Her lips parted wider, and I went deeper.
Fuck! This was heaven, feeling her warm mouth on me. When she finally opened all the way, I thrust to the back of her throat, eliciting a groan from myself and a garbled cry from her.Slowly, I pulled out as she slid her hands around my legs to hold me close.
