“Audrey, let’s go somewhere later,” he said.
“Where? Everything is closed,” I said.
“Let’s go to the park. I’m going to clean myself up as best as I can, and we’ll go.”
“What do we tell our folks?” I asked right before he kissed me again. My mind went blank.
“Whatever. Tell them we’re visiting a mutual friend.”
“OK,” I said, melting as his hands grazed the small of my back. He let go then.
“OK,” he said and winked at me before he walked away. I leaned over the kitchen counter and put my head down on the cool granite. What the hell was I doing?
Like he’d suggested, we drove to a large park about 15 minutes from my parents’ house. I brought a blanket and sandwiches my mom had made and kept cool in the freezer. Unfortunately, when we approached the park, the gate was up.
“It’s closed,” I said, disappointed. I was looking forward to a picnic. He parked the car on a strip of grass right next to the fence. “What are you doing?”
“We’re going in.” He got out of the car.
“But it’s closed,” I said, also stepping out.
“It’s a small fence. Come on.” Harvey grabbed the blanket and bag of food from the back. He hopped over the fence with ease and helped me down when I made it over the other side.
“What if we get in trouble?” There I went, always worrying about something or other. Why couldn’t I be the free-spirit? The spontaneous one?
“I think the cops have other things to worry about than people sneaking into a park right now,” he said, holding my hand.
We followed a trail to a forested area that winded into a raised wooden boardwalk that put us up amongst the trees. We walked along that for a while, until Harvey settled on a spot, and we lay the thick blanket out.
“This is nice,” I said. “It’s very pretty. Don’t think I ever really appreciated how pretty it is until right now.”
“Me either.” He gave me one of his intense gazes.
“Harvey, what are we doing?” I asked, at last voicing my inner turmoil.
“We’re having a picnic.” He took the sandwiches and chips out of the bag, avoiding my eyes now.
“You know what I mean.”
“Right, that,” he cleared his throat. “Well, I haven’t felt this good in such a long time. Just being next to you is like a breath of fresh air.”
“That’s sweet,” I said. It’s how I felt, too.
“It’s the truth.” He proceeded to eat half the sandwich in one bite. Good thing I brought an extra one for him. I ate too, and we continued our picnic in silence. Still, I had no answers. When we were finished Harvey stood up and reached his hand out to help me stand. He walked us over to the tree canopy, a verandah keeping us from falling to the ground. His arms encircled me from behind as I faced out into the woods. I closed my eyes and breathed in the fresh pine scent, forgetting all about soon-to-be-exes and hurricanes. He kissed my head, and I turned around to look at him.
Whatever we were doing, it did feel good, like he’d said. He leaned into me and we were kissing again. We kissed so well, it was becoming my favorite thing to do. Soon we were on the blanket, getting much more heated, his hands touching me everywhere over my clothes. He played with the bottom of my shorts and spread my legs until his fingers found my panties. Within seconds, he pushed those aside, and he plunged a finger into me, and then two. I threw my head back in ecstasy, trying not to be so loud as the night before, but I couldn’t help the soft moans that escaped my lips.
He kissed my neck and with his other hand and pulled down my shirt and bra to expose my breast, which he sucked on while his fingers continued to drive me to oblivion. I was holding on to his head, running my fingers through his hair and down his neck until he came up for another kiss. I pushed him off and took off his shirt. He pulled mine over my head, and we finished undressing. I had barely slipped off my underwear when he straddled me on top of him. He leaned back on one arm, and with the other, he positioned himself and pulled me onto him. I shut my eyes as he buried himself deep inside.
My fingers dug into his back while I adjusted to the sensation that tore through me. I rocked back and forth on top of him, guiding us to a state of nothingness where only the sense of touch existed. We were breathless and out of our minds from the impending orgasms, which spread through me like wildfire. I couldn’t hold the sound in this time, and I cried out in ecstasy. He laid back, his eyes closed, and I fell on top of him, kissing his face and neck.
“You’re so incredible,” he said, catching his breath.
“You’re only saying that because I gave you revenge sex,” I said, letting the truth slip out. I hadn’t intended to be so blunt, but there you had it.
“Revenge sex?” he said, sitting up. “Is this revenge sex to you?”
I sat up too, tensing up, and pulled my bra and shirt on. “I mean, revenge sex, or rebound sex, or sex to get everything off our minds, whatever you want to call it. Are you upset?” I asked, seeing his face change. He almost looked angry. He stood up and put his shorts on.
