Locking the door behind us, Koby beams his smile at me and extends his hand to me.I take it and he leads me down my quiet street towards the nearest main road.
The hustle and bustle of the main street as dusk hits is a mix of orange sunlight, red brake lights and traffic lights.The sounds of constant engines and people talking fill the air.
We don’t walk for long before standing outside a pub.But not any pub.Our pub.The pub we used to play pool at after long university days.Where we would have birthdays and take over the jukebox and sing our favourite songs obnoxiously loud.
“If you still feel like an old pub feed?”Koby asks nervously.
“Of course.”I nod and we head in.
I haven’t set foot in here for so long.New owners have changed the interior to move to more modern times.But the layout is still the same.
Koby buys us both a beer, and we head to the bistro area.We sit and review the menu, but I know what I want.I haven’t had a good pub steak in ages.My mind is made.
Heading over to put our orders in at the counter, I feel like I’m back to being eighteen.Feeling completely out of my depth.But possibly filled with enough excitement, I can push past my fear.
14
Koby
I’veneverhadsomuch restraint in my life.Finally, after all these years, being able to reach out and hold Rayna’s hand as we sit across from each other in our old pub is bliss.We’ve finished our meals and are leisurely chatting over some beers, sitting side by side at the table.Indulging in my newfound freedom of being able to give in to my desires, I reach over and take her hand, both of my mine capturing hers.Rubbing my fingertips across the back of her hand, I raise it up to kiss her palm.She reaches up and presses a palm on the side of my face, dragging her fingertips along my jawline, my stubble causing light friction under her nails as she runs them down my neck.
Gripping my chin, she pulls me in close, and kisses me tenderly.
The sounds in the pub become muted, and I can zone into the softness of her lips.The feel of her nails slightly digging into my neck and grazing across my Adam’s apple.My dick twitches.
“Feel like heading back?”She drops her hand but stays close to my face.
“Absolutely.”
The air outside is warm and humid.The heavy traffic down the congested single lane main road adds to the thickness.Taking her hand, she wraps her fingers around my bicep with the other, her body pressing my arm into her.We walk the short distance back to her house, talking and laughing.This is absolute bliss.
Getting to her house, Rayna steps in front of me to ascend the few stairs and turns around, forgetting I have the only set of keys.
I continue to step forward, into her, pressing her up against the door.My hands around her hips, our faces close, breath mingling together.
“Missing something?”
“Seems I am.”
I push my self-control and run my hands up her sides, over her shoulders, up her neck and into her hair.I can feel the rise and fall of her chest against mine, her hooded eyes darting between my eyes and my lips.And I am not oblivious to the ever so slight move of her body.Pressing against me, but seeking some friction.
Hovering my mouth over hers.“Keys are in my pocket.”I drag my fingers further up through her hair, dislodging the clip that flops to the side of her head, hanging on for its life.
She fumbles for keys in my front pocket and spins around, shoving and turning the key in the door.I wrap my arm across her waist, my mouth at her neck as she fumbles her way into the house.Kicking the door behind me, I move to the other side of her neck as she tilts her head back, resting on my shoulder.My other hand has snaked up, tilting her chin up.Running my hand down her neck, digging into the delicate flesh a little.She is shorter than me, so it takes me no effort to lift her from behind.My arm, still secure across her waist.Eliciting a whimper from her as she grabs my arm wrapped around her.I walk with her against my front into the dimly lit lounge room.The few lamps we left on illuminating my path to the lounge.Not that I'm really paying attention.I’m elated that I am finally able to be with Rayna.My face runs up and down her neck, lost in her hair, relishing the feel of her pulse thrumming against my fingertips, her body melting into me.
Reaching the lounge, I let go of her neck and waist, and guide her to sit down.
She turns to sit on the lounge, looking up at me.Her hair, wild and disheveled.Lips plump from my mouth claiming her.Her head at the right height to give me some delicious visuals.She pats next to her, and I obey, because I will do anything this woman tells me to do in a heartbeat.
Dropping down next to her, she doesn’t give me a moment.Her arms are around my neck and lips on mine.Opening her mouth, encouraging my tongue to invade and ravage her.She pushes me down on the lounge and thank fuck, this is a deep lounge.We leisurely lay side-by-side, infatuated with each other.Can’t get enough of each other.I want to touch her all over, but I want to take it slow and let her guide what we do.
Her fingertips run down my arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake, running them back up and then gripping onto my bicep.At least it’s in a position that’s flexed for her.With each squeeze of my arm, she pushes herself into me more.Fuck, how am I going to stop myself?She is tantalising.I can’t control my arm.My hand moves to the side of her neck, fingers gripping in, tangling in her hair.Thumb rubbing under her ear.She moans into my mouth and slips her hand around to my back and fists the fabric of my shirt in an attempt to bring us closer together.I return the sentiment and groan back into her mouth, and roll over on top of her.Dropping my mouth to her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of vanilla, her hold on my shoulders digging in.
“I’m not expecting anything tonight, okay?”I whisper against her skin.
“Okay.”Almost disappointed.
“I’m just…really fucking enjoying this.”
