blanket, on our side and laying chest to test, kissing sweetly and lightly touching. The feel of his skin on me is overwhelming. His hand running up and down, from my neck down to my wrist, back up to my shoulder and circling my back. I can tell he’s being careful with me, not wanting to push things too far.
The things his hands are doing to my body, is enough to send my brain into over drive and all he’s doing, is touching my arms and back.
Deciding to only feel and not think, I start to move his hand to my breast. I know I’m pushing him, but I want, no, I need his touch. This is the first physical experience I’ve ever had in my life. Feeling wanted and loved. I crave it. He lets me place it on me, as he starts to slowly and carefully touch me. Kissing him and this feel of him on me, makes me start kissing him harder. All of a sudden he leans up and hovers over me, careful to keep his weight off me and starts kissing me frantically. Like he’d die without me. I take one arm and wrap it around his neck and yank him down closer, skin to skin with him above me. I feel a bulge pressing into my stomach and it makes me even hotter, knowing that he wants me as much as I want him.
He starts to move his kisses from my mouth, down to my neck and then even lower. He places small tantalizing kisses to my chest and down on my sternum and then on top of each breast. My breathing is becoming more erratic the lower he goes. The kisses continue down my stomach. Small, sweet kisses that are full of want.
All of a sudden he pulls back and stops kissing me, panting heavily. “Charlie, the things you do and make me feel. You drive me crazy! I don’t want to move too quickly and I want us to take our time.”
I lay there, with what I’m sure, is a beat red face, full of embarrassment. There’s so much I want to do with him and show him how I feel. But on the ground, at the lake, is certainly not the place. I can’t believe I did that, I chastise myself.
“You know I want you, shit, you can feel how much I want ‘you’ . He says with embarrassment. “Don’t ever question that.” He takes his hand and starts to run it along my arm and up, around my neck. Feeling me. He takes a strand of my hair in between his fingers, rubbing it and looks me directly in the eyes. “I love you so damn much Charlie.”
I can’t ever get enough of hearing those words from him. “I love you too Mav.” I whisper back.
“I love you and you don’t have to prove it to me, ever. I need you to know that. I can feel it, in here.” He takes my hand and places it on his bare, warm chest directly where his heart is. His heart is beating so fast and knowing I did this to him, makes me feel just a little better.
He slowly slides away and starts to put his shirt back on. I grab mine and throw it back on as well, knowing this is done for the night. As if sensing my thoughts, Maverick says, “Oh, Charlie, we aren’t done kissing tonight, not by a long shot.”
And just like that, my mind is eased. How he knew exactly what to say, is beyond me. But he does. He knows me, maybe better than I actually know myself.
How this guy, this incredibly sweet and honorable guy loves me, I will never know. But he does.
We spend the rest of our evening eating, talking, laughing and stealing kisses here and there.
To my happiness he kept his promise. He kissed me until my lips were raw and I loved every minute of it.
Chapter 24-Charlie
As soon as we arrive at my house, Maverick leans over, “Thank you for tonight and for agreeing to go to homecoming with me.” My only response, is to kiss him on the mouth really quick and open the door. When I turn to close it, I smile and wave good night.
I know I was abrupt. But sitting in the driveway of my parents house with him, is really not a good idea. Hoping, I don’t disturb anyone and can get into the