Lena's River (13 page)

All at once she drew away from him and turned over on
her stomach. He crouched over her buttocks and smoothed his hands over them. He
kneeled over her with his erection positioned upward, wet from her desire.

“Take me like this.” She raised her hips off the bed
and put a pillow under her belly. He slid into her from behind and she cried
out into the bed sheets. His pelvis pressed against her and the heat she felt
intensified into searing desire. Her lips folded around him as he pushed deep
into her – wet, yielding, wanting.

Grabbing her under the belly he drew her up closer to
him. He felt large, tight and swollen inside of her and she sensed the tension
in him rise as he mounted her over and over again. He lifted up on his knees to
find her deepest place. She gasped and cried out. She could feel him pressed
against the spot deep within that always sent her reeling over the edge.

He bent over her back as he worked back and forth
inside her. The urgency for release rose with each thrust from him. She wanted
the bliss but didn’t want the sweet misery to end. The ache and intensity
pounded in her head. Her ears throbbed with the heat of him.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop…” She managed to say.

 The moments before climax made her feel most alive.
The intense ache in her swollen lips, the sparks of electricity which he
ignited in her pelvis, she thirsted after what he did to her. She felt full of molten
lava. Her legs and feet tingled with nerves set ablaze by his desire.

“You are on fire tonight.” Levi whispered into her
hair. He was bent over her. “You make me crazy. I want to take you all night…”
His breath was ragged and she knew he was close to coming. He slowed his pace.

“I want more and I don’t want it to end.” She panted.

She lifted her hips so he would enter her even deeper.
She couldn’t talk. She closed her eyes to concentrate on the singular sensation
of him pulsing within her. A low groan escaped him and she shuddered. He straightened
up and held himself tight against her without moving. She shifted the weight on
her knees and drew him in further even though he held himself back. She moved
herself back and forth over him.

“Tell me what you want me to do. I can give it to you.”
His voice was thick.

“Take me hard. Take your pleasure, but take me hard.” She
heard him draw in a sharp breath.

“I… you are bringing me right to the edge...” He drove
into her with renewed effort. “You don’t know what you do to me. You are the best
lover.”

She felt the tip of him grow searing hot inside her as
he took her with renewed force. Hot and hard driving into her wet softness –
she felt the wave of her orgasm begin as he imbedded himself into her from tip
to base. She cried out as he shuddered and came; heat exploded through her and
she fell over the edge into sweet oblivion.

****

 “Levi.” Lena whispered to the darkness. “I do care
about you very much. I think I may be falling in love with you.” They lay
spooning on the bed.

Lena felt warm and sleepy but then she thought of
something and rose up off the bed, looking around the room.

“Where’s Pascal?” She asked. Levi pointed across the
room and then she saw the little dog in a moment. He had found a dark corner
and was snoozing.

Levi said nothing for a time but nuzzled her ear. At
last he said: “You make me very happy, Lena.” Levi lifted up on one elbow and
held her cheek in his hand. “I crashed into love with you last week, but I
guess that was obvious.”

“Love never seems obvious at the beginning. I wasn’t
sure what I was feeling. I’m not quick to tag something as love when it might
just be hormones. I know it may not seem like it, but I am usually the cautious
type. This happened fast between us and I must say I’ve felt a little overwhelmed
sometimes. Just be careful what you say – this romantic atmosphere might be
encouraging true confessions.” Lena tried to make a joke but it fell short.

 She added: “A cabin on the beach with a fireplace - we’re
lucky it’s off-season or we never would have found this place.”

Levi nodded: “Next up is a moonlit walk on the beach,
holding hands. How perfect could this be?” He twirled a strand of her long hair
around his forefinger.

“Pretty perfect; do you want to go for a walk? I can’t believe
all we have to do is step out the door and we’re on the beach in a minute.” She
stroked his hand with the tip of her thumb – half touch, half tease.

“I would like to go for a walk in a little while.” He
sighed into her hair and they lay silent for some time. At last he said: “Do I
have time for a quick shower?”

Lena thought for a moment: “Only if I may join you…”

Chapter Nine

The water was the perfect temperature. She lathered a
bar of soap and ran it over his whole body as he stood under the shower spray at
his back. She soaped him up with her hands. She bent down and soaped his
genitals and watched him harden at her touch. The smooth feel of suds on the
tight skin of his penis sent renewed charge through her. He rose and stiffened
under her hand as she massaged him. In moments he was erect again.

He bent over her, pushing her head down. She let the
water rinse off the soap and then took him in her mouth. He groaned with
pleasure and straightened his hips so she would allow him in further. He tasted
clean with a hint of male arousal on her tongue. It turned her on to know how
much she excited him by giving him pleasure. He gently kneaded her hair with
his fingers of one hand while bracing himself against the shower wall with his
other. He rocked in her with a slow motion. She nursed the tip of him, running
her tongue underneath and around as she held this shaft tight in her fist. His
excitement grew underneath her hand.

Her clit began to throb again; her folds becoming warm
and wet - the lingering sensations from what they had just done in the bedroom
excited her more. Her blood pulsed and she took him in her mouth deeper and
suckled at his length – smooth and taut. He quivered as she pulled on him hard
with her lips. His breathing increased and his scrotum tightened. She pulled
away for a moment to see him engorged. The blue veins protruded on his shaft as
he continued to lick and suck him around the flange which grew full and purple
under her tongue.

“Oh man, what you do to me Lena.” His voice was husky
and faintly audible over the noise of the shower. He stood with his legs apart
and his arm stretched back across the shower wall. He pulled out from between
her lips and lifted her up to him. His erection pressed against her belly. He
moved up and down against her. The intense look he got when he was aroused
returned. She leaned into him, braced against the shower wall as he rubbed
himself on her.

“Your skin is so soft. You make me hard in a second and
you’re just standing there all innocent.”

“I am not exactly innocent, Levi.” Lena protested. “I
am standing naked in the shower with you.”

He chuckled: “Now it’s your turn.”

He took the bar of soap and lathered her body. He
turned her around with her back to him and soaped her breasts from behind; his
slick fingers lingered on her nipples as he drew circles around them. Then he
soaped her belly as his fingers teased around her navel. He pushed with his
hips against her butt; his erection straining to enter her, but he held back.
He gently kissed her neck and shoulders. Then he knelt behind her and ran his
hands up and down her back.

She felt his tongue tickle her butt. Then his head
pushed her legs apart and she bent over a bit until she felt his mouth on her.
His tongue twirled in and around her wet crevices; pushed into her and slid up
to her clit. There he stayed and sucked and played with her until she was
half-crazed. She felt her wetness grow again. The dull ache in her pelvis
heightened; she opened to the sensation of him giving her pleasure. She loved
the feel of his tongue on her center. He continued to do slow circling with his
tongue then pulled on her with his lips in sensual play.

Lena looked down at him between her legs. He was on his
knees with his mouth on her. He was erected upwards; full and engorged. His
back straight and his shoulder muscles defined with tension as he steadied himself.
He was beautiful and she wanted him to make love to her once more.

“Levi, take me again. Please.”

He wiped his mouth on a wash cloth. “Let me grab a
condom; don’t move.” He started to open the shower door.

“No, forget it. I don’t want a condom this time. I want
to feel everything. I want to have you inside me without anything between us.”
Lena stood up with effort and stepped out onto the bathroom floor.

“Lena, you know that’s risky.”

“I know, I don’t care - I just want you inside me and
nothing else.”

Levi hesitated. She could tell he deliberated with the
idea of having unprotected sex. At last he shook his head.

“No, I don’t think it’s a good idea. You don’t know
what you’re saying. Come here.” He took a towel off the rack and wrapped her up
in it, pulling her towards him. His body glistened with water droplets. His
muscles were tight and hard as he held her to him.

He gently dried her body with the soft towel. He left
and disappeared into the other room for an instant. She had turned away from
the door to dry her hair. Before she knew it he had her against the wall. He
lifted her off the floor, supporting her hips against the cabinet until she was
level with him and he then he was inside her. A surge of electricity took over
and all she could feel was him.

****

“I have something to confess too.” He lay on his side
so that the firelight played shadows across his sculpted cheeks and nose. Lena
felt an uneasy twinge in her chest, unsure of what he wanted to tell her. She
didn’t want the ambiance created by the warm fire and wine to be disturbed.
Everything was so perfect.

“I’m listening.” Lena smiled at him and ran her fingers
through his hair but couldn’t hide a worried look on her face.
Here it comes.

“We’ve met before, when we were younger. It’s been a
long time. But you don’t remember me. I was still a skinny-geeky teenager back
then.” Levi didn’t look at her.

“What are you talking about silly? I think that wine
was more potent than you thought.” She poked his bare chest in play but her
mind raced, trying to absorb what he said.

“No, I’m serious. My family rented one of your camping
huts two summers in a row. I never forgot you.”

“Stop it, Levi. You don’t think I’m going to fall for
this spoof of yours, do you?” Lena sat up and tasted the dark, red wine from
her glass. It was tart but smooth on her tongue.

Levi rolled onto his back and put his hands over his
eyes. “I knew this would be difficult.” He tried again. “I remember what was
going on that week – your little sister was the second baseman in girls’
softball. She came home with a shiner just above her right eye one afternoon
and my Mom helped her put ice on it.”

Lena was very quiet. She remembered Kaili getting hit
by the baseball. Her Mom had gone to town to get supplies and groceries and
hadn’t been there. Lena didn’t know what to do about Kaili’s shiner. Her little
sister had been very upset and crying when she got home.

“A very nice and pretty lady helped me settle Kaili
down. You’re right - we put ice on her eye. She stayed with Kaili until my Mom
got home. Levi, what are you saying?”

“I’m saying that I was her nerd son you never seemed to
notice. You had a boyfriend who drove a white Mustang and had this god-awful,
wimpy ‘stache.”

Lena looked incredulous. She shook her head in
disbelief. “But how did… how did you know it was me? I mean, how could you even
guess? It’s been - geez, how long has it been? Eons ago! Kaili wasn’t even
eight yet. This doesn’t make sense.”

Levi didn’t continue right away. He waited to let her
think, downing the remainder of his wine in one gulp.

“I was uncertain when I saw you at the Junction. It was
weird to have someone out of your childhood step right in front of you, like a
ghost. It didn’t feel real. Believe me, I did more than one double-take.” Levi
paused. “When we met again at the campground you told me your name, and then I
knew for sure it was the girl from the RV Park. You haven’t changed that much
Lena! You are more beautiful than ever.”

Lena considered this. She studied his face. She
couldn’t deny that the word
beautiful
was a big bonus in any
conversation. She couldn’t help but smile to herself.

 He was sitting up now with his legs crossed underneath
him. His broad, muscled shoulders, neck and jaw lines didn’t connect with the
memory she had in her mind of the scrawny teenager who always seemed to be
hanging around the office ten or more years ago. Yet, there was something – the
intensity of his dark eyes and the way he smiled. The way he held himself...

“You’ve changed a ton! I mean look at you. Who have
guessed?” Lena chuckled. “I don’t know; are you sure you’re not yanking my
chain with some elaborate story? What’d you do, go on the internet and find me?”