Serenity Falls (17 page)

“Hmm…
You are.” He sucks on the sensitive skin behind my ear, grabs my hand, and
pulls me up into a sitting position. “I want you to lie down on your stomach.”
He stands and gets off the four-wheeler. I would ask what the hell he’s doing,
and why the hell he stopped, but right now, I’m so on the edge of combustion
that I’d do just about anything he told me.

I
lean forward, laying my head on the seat. My stomach rests on the warm leather.
My head lies near the rack on the back of the ATV while my feet hang freely
near the front tires. The subtle vibration from the purring of the engine
awakens my body in more ways than one. Just as my eyes start to flutter close,
Wes asks near my ear, “Do you feel it?”

“Mmm-hmm…”
I answer in a state of arousal.

My
eyes spring open as the engine roars louder this time, and the vibration in the
seat hits my aching clit with a vengeance. “What about now?”

“Fuck,”
I moan out. The sensation is too intense to ignore.

Wes
taps my ass and instructs me to lift up on my feet. I do as I’m told. My ass
lifts up high in the air, and I’ve never felt as vulnerable as I do now bared
to him. As Wes stands behind me, the feel of his body leaning over mine drowns
out everything else. I don’t notice that the hum of the engine is now silent. I
don’t notice the ruffle of the leaves hanging above us as a breeze sweeps
through. Hell, I don’t notice when he grabs hold of my hips and pulls me down
to sit on top of him. My legs hang over his powerful, strong, masculine thighs.
Unhurriedly, he lowers me down on his awaiting arousal. “Fuck, Baby,” he
breathes out. “You feel so fucking good. Nice and tight.” His words make my
breath catch as he fills me completely full of him. “You feel that. You feel me
in you?” he asks, guiding me slowly up and down his cock.

“Shit.
You’re so... I’m so… Ohhh…” I breathe out through gasps of air as he increases
his speed.

With
a firm grip on my hips, and his husky tone in my ear mixed with our labored
breaths, I feel myself starting to come undone. “Lean forward, Baby, and grab
hold of the seat.” One hand leaves my hip only to press into the middle of my
back. With a gentle ease, Wes pushes me forward, and my fingers curl around the
edges to ensure my hold. He still thrusts into me with leisurely-paced strokes.
“Can you feel me deep inside you, Kenleigh? Can you feel what I’m doing to
you?”   

“Yes.”
My answer comes out as a whimper. He feels so good inside me, reaching places
that I never knew possible.

Goosebumps
appear, spreading all over my body, when Wes leans over me. My back arches as
he trails kisses down from the nape of my neck to the base of my spine. “I’m
marking you, making you mine in more ways than one. Your body will crave my
touch, my mouth, my caresses. Your ears will hunger for my whispered commands.
I will become what you desire, only me—all me,” he murmurs between kisses
against my skin as his thrusts pick up speed.

“WES!”
I scream from the intensity of it all. From the feel of the vibration of his
mouth against my body, to the feel of his large, pulsating cock inside me, to
the words that he speaks that I know will come true. Sensations that I’ve never
felt before send my body spiraling out of control.

“That’s
right, Kenleigh. I’m going to make you cum so fucking hard that when I’m done
with you, stars will be the only thing you’ll be fucking seeing for a while,
Baby.” The gravelly tone in his whispers makes me tighten my grip on the seat.
A blinding light bursts behind my closed eyelids as he continues his relentless
thrusts, sending me into orgasmic bliss. I’m faintly aware of his body
stiffening above me. I know that he’s close. Just when I thought I couldn’t
possibly have another orgasm, Wes thrusts harder and deeper than before a few
more times, proving me wrong. We both collapse onto the seat below as we cry
out our ecstasy together. With my eyes shut, the drumming of my own heartbeat
drowns out the sounds around me. I can feel Wes’ erratic heart rate beating
against my back. As we lay here, covered in sweat and mud, I can’t help but
think I am so screwed. I know without a doubt I’m done for. He’s right; I will
never be able to find someone like him. Lost in my own daze, I’m brought out of
it when Wes kisses my ear and whispers, “You are so damn amazing and
beautiful.”

“Mmm…
You are too,” I reply in a dreamlike state.

He
laughs a hot, sexy, sultry laugh. “You think I’m amazing and beautiful?”

“Amazing?
Absolutely. Beautiful? Not so much. But you are definitely hot, sexy, and
mouth-watering,” I add, looking up at him through the corners of my eyes. A
smile ignites his face from my compliments. “Are you speechless, Mr. Adams?”

“Yes,
Miss Briggs, I think I am,” he says, kissing my cheek. “But I think we should
definitely get some clothes on before someone comes looking for us.”

Suddenly,
I’m aware of the fact that I am very much naked in the middle of the woods. I
peer out the corners of my eyes, scanning the wilderness around me. How could I
forget that we are out in the open in broad daylight? “Oh my God. Did we really
just do that?” I ask, trying frantically to sit up and get dressed. To no
avail, I have to wait for Wes to get off me. He lifts up and slides out of me,
leaving me feeling empty. The humid air attacks my already heated skin as I hop
off the four-wheeler.

“It’s
okay, Babe. No one’s around. Do you think I would have them let them see my
girl like that?” He pulls the condom off, ties it in a knot, and slips it in
the compartment under the seat.

“Well,
no. At least I hope not,” I reply, hastily pulling on my clothes.

The
wetness of my shirt makes it difficult to put it back on, causing me to
struggle a little. With that task finally completed, Wes cradles my face in both
of his strong hands just as I reach for my jeans. “Listen to me. Calm down.”
His tone is soft and soothing. I take a deep breath, doing exactly as he says.
“Better?” I nod my head. “I want you to know that I meant every word I said. I
wasn’t just caught up in the moment. I won’t share you with anyone, and I
wouldn’t expect you to share me, either.”

I
lift my hands, placing them over his, my thumbs caressing the backs of his
knuckles. “Good. I was never really good at sharing anyway.”

“Me
either,” he adds, pulling me into a long, slow, wistful kiss.

After
we get dressed, it takes me a while to readjust to the vibrations of the
four-wheeler beneath me. I force my mind to concentrate on something, anything,
other than the sensations that I now know the ATV can help induce. A wide smile
splays across my face as I think back to what Wes did to me, to my body. I
never knew sex could be like that. Rough, dominating, erotic—and I loved it. My
mind focuses on the fact that we both admitted to each other that we are not
willing to share. He is mine, and I am his.

I
tighten my arms around Wes’ waist, squeezing him to me. My head leans against
his back as we pull up to where everyone is congregating. ATVs and dirt bikes
are scattered around a pond. In one corner, wood burns and smoke wafts in the
wind where someone has started a fire. Jeeps and trucks are parked along the
wood line, some with the windows down while others have the doors open. The
sound of
Don’t Ya
by Brett Eldredge blares from one of the vehicles.
Familiar faces are amongst some of the people I see:  Sarah, Jackie, Liam,
Reid, and that one blonde chick who hit on Wes that night at the bonfire.

“You
wanna drink, Babe?” Wes asks, pulling me back to the present.

“Please.”
I smile up at him, dropping my arms from around his waist. 

As
I climb off the four-wheeler and turn to walk away, my arm is suddenly grabbed
from behind, and I’m spinning my way back into Wes’ arms. “Aren’t you gonna
come
with me?” he asks with a self-assured smile.

I
return his smile with one of my own. “I already did. Twice.” I cock my eyebrow,
emphasizing my point.

He
throws his head back and laughs. “Good point.” He wraps his arms around my
waist and locks me in between his legs. Without hesitation, I grab his face,
tilting it forward before I capture his lips with mine. Locked in his embrace,
I kiss him tenderly. Catcalls and whistles ring out around us. My lips pull up
in a grin as he chuckles. “Looks like the cat is out the bag.”

“I
guess so,” I whisper against his lips, kissing him one more time. When I pull
back, my face heats from a blush as I see just about everybody staring at us.
All the guys have shit eating grins on their faces, while more than half the
girls scowl and shoot deadly glares in my direction. Jackie is one of them. I’m
not sure why. I mean, I can derive a conclusion, but I don’t want to assume
anything. Sarah seems to be the only girl smiling at me. I turn to look back at
this amazing man who wants me, plain ol’ me. “I’m gonna go say hi to Sarah.”

“All
right. What do you want to drink?” Wes squeezes me one last time as I step out
of his embrace.

“Water.”

Soft
mud sloshes beneath my feet as I walk around the pond to where Sarah is sitting
in a chair. Her blonde bob is pulled back into a half ponytail emphasizing the
almond shaped, green eyes that sit perfectly on her face. When she smiles at my
approach, her high cheekbones raise even higher. She tugs an empty chair over
next to her.

“Hey,”
I say as I walk up.

“What’s
goin’ on?” Her eyebrows rise as she cocks her head at the chair.

I
take a seat and lean back into the rough, polyester material. “Not much.”

She
notices that I avoid answering what she really wants to know. I would not mind
sharing with Sarah, but I don’t feel like sharing what’s going on between Wes
and me just yet. “So, how’s camp going so far?” She asks.

“Good.
Bailey was a little, um… closed off at first, but I think she’s starting to
come around.”

“She
suffers with depression, right?”

“Yeah,
that’s her.”

“I
remember Mrs. Sandy saying how her brother died in a car accident. Poor girl.”
Sarah shakes her head and looks away. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost one
of my brothers.”

“How’s
Isabel?” I ask.

Isabel
is Sarah’s kid for the duration of camp. We were given a summary of each of our
kids the day camp started, and Isabel has Asperger’s Syndrome. At the mention
of Isabel’s name, her face lights up. “She is such a sweet girl. It’s hard for
her to focus most of the time, but when she does, it’s like she draws everyone
into her. Like a ray of light that you can’t help but gravitate toward.”

“How
old is she?”

“Eight.”
Sarah unscrews the lid of her water bottle and takes a drink. “At first, it was
a little difficult because she is so used to her routines at home. But when I
explained that we could make a brand new routine here just for her, she was
open to giving it a shot, and I couldn’t have asked for anything more,” she
says, dropping her water bottle into the built-in cup holder. “So you and Wes,
huh?”

And…
there it is. At least she gave me a few minutes before asking what I’m sure
everyone wants to know. A smile creeps onto my face at the mention of his name.
I look up to search for him. My smile broadens when I catch him walking in my
direction with a bottle of water in his hands, his eyes locked on mine. A blush
takes over my face. I break our gaze, my smile huge, and my face heated as I turn
to look at Sarah. “Yeah.” I don’t know if I should really talk about it. By the
stares that I caught from some of the other girls, our budding relationship
isn’t really welcome. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Jackie. If looks
could kill, I’d be six feet under right now. She’s leaned up against someone’s
Jeep, her arms crossed over her chest with a pissed as hell look on her face.

“I
know it may not seem like anyone else, meaning the girls, is happy about it,
but I’m happy for you.” Sarah looks around with a disappointed look on her
face, before she turns to me. “Liam and I have known Wes for a few years, and
this is the first time I have ever seen him kiss someone in public.” Smiling,
she adds, “He’s a good guy, you know.”

“I
do. I didn’t plan on coming out here this summer and finding someone, but I’m
glad I did.”

“Just
remember, even good people make mistakes and have their downfalls.” Her tone is
serious, and with her sudden change in demeanor, I don’t really feel welcome by
her anymore, either.

I
don’t know what to say, so I just nod. I’m not sure what she means. I know,
better than anyone, that no one is perfect. I came out here today hoping to
have fun. Between the stares from most of the girls standing around, and now,
the uncomfortable silence between Sarah and me, I decide ‘fuck it’. I look over
at Sarah, feeling defeated. “I’ll see you later, okay. Enjoy the rest of your
weekend.”

“I’m
sorry, Kenleigh. Please, don’t leave.” She places her hand on my arm.

“It’s
fine.”

“No.
No, it’s not.” Sarah shakes her head, looks down for a second, and then back up
at me. “I’m not sure what you’ve heard about Wes, but just keep in mind what I
said if you do hear something about him.”

“What
are you getting at, Sarah? Is he married or dating someone or something?” I
ask, slightly irritated.

She
chuckles, shaking her head. “No, nothing like that. I want to tell you, I do,
but it’s not my story to tell. You’re a nice, genuine girl, and honestly, I
think you’re good for him. So please, don’t think that I’m against you. If
anything,” she looks around at all the other girls before continuing, “I’m
probably the only one rooting for the two of you.”

I
go to speak but don’t have the chance. Wes walks up, wraps an arm around me,
lifts me in the air, and takes my seat before sitting me on his lap. He hands
me the bottle of water before he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me
against his chest. His other hand sits comfortably on my thigh, gently stroking
it up and down. “What’s goin’ on, ladies?” Wes asks.

Sarah
smiles at us, and with that, I decide to let our conversation go. I look at him
and force a smile. “Nothin’.”

He
looks between Sarah and me, not believing my answer. “Did I interrupt
something?”

As
I say no, she says yes. We both begin to laugh, as he looks between the two of
us, no longer skeptical but confused. “Y’all were talking about me, right?”

I
snake my arms around his neck as I nuzzle his neck, inhaling his scent. “Oh
yes. I was telling her about how sexy you are, and the amazing time we had in
the woods.”

Against
my lips, I can feel his pulse racing in his neck. “Well, please continue
talking about how great I am,” he jokes, lifting me with him as he stands. He
places me on my feet. “I’m gonna go and see what Reid is up to.”

“Have
fun.” I smile at him as he turns to walk away.

“See,
I told you. You are good for him. He’s happy,” Sarah says, watching his
retreating form.

Now
that it’s just Sarah and me again, I sit and attempt to steer the conversation
in another direction. “So, are you and Liam finally graduating this year?” I
ask, just as Liam appears. He launches out of the tree line on his dirt bike
and comes to a stop a few feet away from us. I raise my hand, waving him over.
Sarah turns to see who I’m looking at. When I finally catch his attention, his
eyes flick to me, and then to Sarah. Smiling, he turns off the rumbling dirt
bike and makes his way over toward us. Sarah turns her attention back to me as
she leans back in her chair with a humph and continues. “Yeah. We’ll finally be
graduating. It seems like I’ve been working my as—” She trails off, screaming with
laughter as Liam effortlessly lifts her out of her seat, tosses her over his
shoulder, and slaps her butt. Her arms fling around his waist as she holds on
tight. “Liam, put me down. Please, put me down?”

“What
are the magic words, Sweetness?” He laughs as she playfully slaps his ass.

“Put
me down, now, fucker?”

“Nope.
Need me to give you a hint? How about King Fucker?”

“Oh…
my… gosh… Please put me down?”

“Say
it,” he coaxes.

“No
way,” she protests, laughing.

He
draws his hand back. “Say… it…”

“Fine.
You want me to say it. I’ll say it then. King Fucker.”

“That’s
right, and don’t forget it.” Liam gently taps her ass.

I
toss my head back, laughing at the sour expression on Sarah’s face. “You think
this is funny?” she asks, as he flips her over before stealing her seat. Her
hands rest high on her hips as she stands there silently fuming.

Liam
reaches out for her hand and pulls her onto his lap. She struggles within his
hold as she tries to get up, but his firm grip is unyielding. I laugh harder as
she works with determination to scramble free. I wipe the tears away as I puff
my cheeks out, trying to regain control of my laughter. “You know, Sarah, you
could have saved yourself the hassle if you just would have called him ‘King
Fucker’. It’s not like it was that bad. He could have picked worse things for
you to call him.”

He
leans his head back against the chair, his eyebrows dipped in, looking deep in
thought. “You’re right, Kenleigh. I could have made her call me ‘King of the
Cocks’.” He lifts an eyebrow at Sarah, daring her to argue with him.

“Yes…
or that…”

“Shut
up, Liam. Me and Kenleigh were just talking about graduation,” she says as a
hint of a blush reddens her cheeks. Her efforts to change the subject don’t go
unnoticed by me.

Sarah
and Liam have lived next door to each other all their lives. When they
graduated high school, they were accepted into Texas State in San Marcos, and
now with their impending graduations creeping up, I’m curious as to where they
will go from here. “Are y’all gonna stay in the San Marcos, Austin area, or are
you guys looking into somewhere else after you graduate?”

“I’m
not sure about Liam, but I was considering moving to Ft. Worth,” she replies
with a sheepish shrug.

“Really?”
Liam asks, confused. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch the subtle movement
of his hand tenderly stroking Sarah’s thigh. “Why wouldn’t you wanna stay
around Austin, around home?”

“It’s
not that I don’t want to stay around home. It’s just that, with my degree as an
occupational therapist, I can pretty much go anywhere I want.” Taking a deep
breath, she continues. “Plus, you know every time we make it out to Dallas to
see Wes, I always wanna stay. I like it there.”