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"You're here early," she says, her forehead damp from exertion.
"I have something to show you. Are you ready?"
Curiosity lines her face, her gray eyes sparkling in anticipation. "A surprise?" She smiles. "Let me grab my things.”
She runs to the back, her toes holding most of her weight while she floats to grab her bag. I walk over to the stereo and turn it off, then flip off the lights and pick up the CDs while I wait for her. It doesn't take long, and soon she's back, her bare feet slapping across the floor with her slippers slung over her shoulders.
"Ready?" she asks, a smile on her rosy face.
I nod and lace my fingers through hers as we walk back out to my car.
"You're driving today?"
I nod, pushing her into the car without another word. I don't want to spoil anything.
I hop in, and she instantly fiddles with the radio while I turn on the car and pull onto the street. I take a right, and it doesn't take long for her to notice we aren't driving home.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see.” I smile, bringing my hand over to her thigh and giving her a squeeze. Her skin is hot against my palm, smooth and creamy white.
I drive to the other side of the lake and pull off the road when I get to our spot.
Her eyes light up when she notices where we are. "We're at our secret spot?"
I nod, getting out of the car and walking over to her door. "You can leave your things here."
She does as she's told, leaving her slippers and bag at the foot of her seat.
I grab her hand, pulling her from the car and through the brush. She slaps at her bare legs when the weeds brush against her skin. I know it feels like spiders and other bugs as it tickles her legs. I pull a tree branch back for her, and she ducks beneath it as she steps onto the sand. "Oh my God," she whispers, looking back at me with wide eyes.
I smile at her, not sure what to say.
"What is all this?" She waves her hand around, seeing the plaid blanket spread out on the sand and the small basket sitting in the corner. She looks at my guitar, propped up against a tree. "What is all this?" she repeats.
"I told you I wanted it to be special. Do you like it?"
She looks at me, her face draining of color and filling at the same time. "You mean… really?" Her hand separates from mine, and a brightness fills her features as she walks over to the blanket. She sits in the middle, her toes staying in the sand as she buries them beneath the grains. "This is perfect. Absolutely perfect." She lies back, her eyes going up to the evening sky.
Out here in Shallow Lake, Wisconsin, the night sky is always filled with stars. So many stars, you never realized there were that many hanging in the sky. The stars that are far, close, small, and large all shine at you, making its own light as it shines on you at night. Her eyes flit over the different sparkles in the sky, and I know she's naming them off in her head. We've spent enough of our childhood studying them and memorizing the names of the different constellations.
She sits up as I walk over to her. Toeing off my sandals, I sit next to her on the blanket and wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her against my side. "I love you, Luna. More than all the stars in the sky."
She looks over at me, her face soft and nervous. "I love you, too, Roman."
My free hand goes to her jaw, and I cup her slim face, bringing her mouth to mine and pressing my lips to hers. She gasps, as always, and I breathe her in. I lick along the seam of her lips until she opens, sliding her tongue against mine. I swallow her, my greed and need taking hold, and I finally let it. I gently push her back, until her back once again presses against the blanket. I mold my front to hers, pressing into her body and settling between her thighs. "This should be perfect, and I can't take you to the moon, so I hope this is good enough for you."
She runs her fingers through my locks, slightly tugging on the ends. "This is perfect.Anywherewith you would be perfect. It doesn't matter where it is. I don't care if the sun is up, or the moon is shining. I don't care if there are stars in the sky or the rain is falling. I don't need your guitar, and I don't need a blanket. All I need is you next to me, and I know it'll be perfect."
I press into her further, grinding my growing erection in the crux of her thighs. I nip at her plump bottom lip, licking away the ache and going back to nip at it again. Her fingers go to my cheeks, and she scratches along my jaw as her hips rise to meet my grinding. She wants the friction, and this time, I'm not going to stop her.
Her hands drop to my shirt, and she tugs on it. I reach behind my head, grabbing the collar and pull it over my head. Her palms plant on my chest, and she brings her nails down, lightly scratching my tan skin. I grab at the strap around her shoulder, the light pink leotard that she never changed out of. I snap it against her skin, and smirk at her when she raises an eyebrow. I lower it, letting it loosen around her bicep, allowing me a glance at her naked shoulder.
I bring my lips down, planting them gently against her collarbone, kissing my way up her neck and back up to her lips. She lets out a quiet sigh, tilting her head to the side and giving me better access to her neck. I loosen her other strap, letting it fall so her leotard sits just above her breasts. Her chest heaves, and my hand goes up to palm her breast, giving it a squeeze while I kiss along her cleavage. My finger goes beneath the fabric, pulling down until her nipples appear. They are peaked, hardened by the cool night air and my teasing. My finger brushes against its bumpy but smooth texture, and I give it a tug.
She moans, her chest arching into my hand. "Yessss."
I give her other nipple a tug, bringing my tongue down and swiping against the tender peak. I bring it into my mouth, sucking and running my tongue along the pink skin. My hand goes to her leotard, and I keep pulling until it's bunched against her belly. Her stomach quivers, and I press my palm against her to calm her nerves, settling her skin.
