Page 57 of Somebody To Love

“Successful yes, but far from perfect,” he said, directing his eyes back to the stage. Something about the way he made that last statement gave me pause. I shrugged it off. He was just being humble or just dealing with his own demons. Either way, I let the subject drop. I sensed that the mood of the evening had changed. It had gone from fun and light to a bit more intense than we both obviously wanted to deal with.

I let my attention focus on the opera in front of me. I was surprised by how much I enjoyed it. I had always thought I would find it boring, but the colors, the plot, the sheer brilliance of the lead singer’s voice all told a story that I couldn’t pull away from. My experience reminded me of that one scene in the movie Pretty Woman when Julia Roberts cried during the opera. I don’t think I was at that point of being moved to tears, but I was enjoying it, which made me smile.

“It’s really good, isn’t it?”

I glanced at him and nodded. “I have no idea what they’re saying, but I love it.”

He smiled and gestured to his lap. “You can lie in my lap, I don’t bite.”

And so I did, and I sighed in contentment as I watched the opera and Ty stroked my hair. I felt a drop of water touch my face and then another one. And before I knew it, rain drops were unleashed from the sky.

People sprinted away as torrential rain fell abruptly bringing our peaceful evening to an end. Ty grabbed my hand, I grabbed the blanket and together we took off running towards our car.

It wasn’t until we got there that we realized somewhere along the way he had lost the key. We were getting soaked, so I grabbed his hand and raced towards a large cypress tree. We huddled under it and tossed the blanket on top of us.

The rain had slowed down, but I couldn’t see much around us or in front of us. The moon was barely a blimp in the sky, but under the tree at least we had some shelter.

“Thanks for showing me such a lovely evening.”

He laughed. “Are you saying you aren’t enjoying being soaking wet and stuck under a tree in the woods?”

“Hmmm... let me think about it. I’m going to have to go with no.”

We huddled together, waiting for the rain to past. His arm was wrapped around me. I rested my head against his shoulder and he slowly ran his hand idly through my wet hair.

“This is kind of romantic,” I found myself saying.

“Great... because this was all part of my plan.”

“Oh? So you control the weather too?”

“Yes, in my free time.”

I snuggled up closer to him and inhaled the scent of his neck before placing a kiss there. Something about the moment was kind of romantic. He looked down at me, took my chin in his hand and kissed me back. I sighed as his lips covered mine. And I groaned as his hands found their way under my shirt.

I wasn’t wearing a bra and the thin layer of my shirt hadn’t been hiding much especially after we had gotten wet.

His fingers rubbed against my nipples and I could barely breathe at the feel of his touch. He continued to fondle my breasts as the rain stopped and droplets of water trailed down my face. He kissed those droplets as his hands made magic beneath my top.

I reached for his pants, trying to get him out of his shorts as he pushed my skirt up and my thighs apart. He knelt between my thighs and started kissing me down below, pushing my panties to the side, licking the folds of my sex with his tongue and sucking on my clit with his warm mouth.

I groaned, not caring that we could get caught at any moment. The rain was clearing, but in the darkness of the night, I didn’t think anyone could see what was going on just feet from the parking lot.

And a lot was going on. Ty ripped off my panties and tossed them somewhere among the bushes. He unzipped his pants, a feat I hadn’t been able to accomplish in my prone position, then he climbed on top of me. He didn’t waste any time pushing into me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and cried out as he drove into me over and over.

There under the tree, I tried to spread my legs even further, granting him better access so that he could go deeper. I wrapped my legs around his waist and tossed my head back in ecstasy as he filled me. The pleasure was intense as my inner muscles shivered around his thick shaft. He slid in and out of my wetness, keeping a steady pace as if he could keep this up forever. I moaned and greedily thrust my hips up to meet every stroke.

I let go of his shoulders and gripped the roots of the tree around me, my nails clinging to the dirt. This was hot. Public place. In the rain. On the ground. It was wild, uncivilized, and I loved every bit of it.

I groaned as he continued to push inside of me, pulling out just for a second, not completely, and then pushing back in. My senses were exploding from the rain against my skin and Ty’s hot kisses as he sheathed himself in my wetness. In the moonlight, I came, my hips driving up as Ty pushed into me one last time, hoarsely crying out as the pleasure of our lovemaking sent him spiraling over the edge.

He slowly pulled out of me, and helped me up and off the ground. He peaked around the tree and said, “We can probably sneak away now without anyone noticing us.”

I gestured towards his fly and he was like, “Oh,” as he busily straightened his clothes. I giggled as I looked at him. He was covered in mud.

“It looks like you were mud wrestling and lost.”

He laughed and helped me right my clothing, “Babe, you don’t look much better.”