It must have been the owl that woke her. At first she didn’t know what the noise was, then she recognized a distinct “hoot” and relaxed into the warmth of Jason’s chest.
“Are you okay?” he asked. She felt the rumble of his voice and laughed at how different it sounded with her ear to his chest.
“Yes, I’m wonderful,” she said, as he sat up and started hunting in his bag again.
“What are you looking for now?” She sat up and tried to see what he was doing, but it was too dark in the barn and all she could do was listen to the rain outside and him moving around.
Then a beam of light hit her square in the eyes.
“Oops, sorry.” He dropped the light to her chest and she quickly covered herself with her hands as he laughed. “Sorry, again,” he said, but he didn’t move the light away from her body and she closed her eyes on a wave of embarrassment. She wished for the dark again.
“My God, Katie, you’re beautiful.” She heard him moving closer and kept her eyes closed as she pulled her legs up to her chest.
“Here,” he said, and then he was quiet, so she opened her eyes and saw that he had a small bag of baby wipes that he was trying to hand her. “I thought you might want to clean up a bit. I’m starving so I’m going to eat my sandwich. You can use the light if you need to…”
She looked down and noticed that she did need to clean herself. Taking the wipes and the light from him, she waited until he turned his back on her before she started cleaning.
“Why didn’t you tell me that you’d never had sex before?”
She shook her head and was very glad he was looking away from her so he couldn’t see her beet red face. “I guess the subject never came up.”
“If I had known you hadn’t done that before, I could have…”
“Stop, don’t you dare say you would have changed anything. It was perfect.”
She heard him chuckle as she grabbed a dry shirt from her bag and her extra pair of jeans, then slipped them on. The barn was cool and she felt herself shivering. She took their wet clothes and hung them over the bucket of the tractor so they could dry in the cool, night air. When she turned back around, he was watching her with a smile on his face.
“What?”
“Did I ever tell you that I like it that you’re so crazy about cleaning up after me?”
“Many times. You know my brother always wonders how I can be so messy when I visit him and be so clean the rest of the time.” She walked over and sat next to him. “I tell him it’s because when I visit him, it’s like a vacation from my A-type personality.”
He chuckled at her and she loved the sound he made. She’d always liked his laugh. Even when they had been younger, she’d found it intriguing and outright sexy.
“I think you leave your stuff lying around just so I can clean it up.” She tried to reach for his sandwich and he held it out of her reach.
She crossed her arms and tried for her best pouting face.
“Fine, you can have the rest of my sandwich if I get dessert.”
“You have dessert in that bag?” she asked hopefully.
When he just smiled at her, his meaning dawned on her and she felt the heat spreading throughout her body. Slowly, keeping her eyes on him, she reached over and took the last bite he held out. She watched his eyes, and they were glued to her mouth as she nibbled on the last little piece of the sourdough bread. When she licked her lips, his eyes followed the movement of her tongue, and she actually thought she saw him quiver.
Did she really have this much power over him? He was just staring at her mouth like he wanted to devour her. She moved slowly and brushed her lips against his and watched his eyes as she flipped off the flashlight, sending them into darkness.
She thought the darkness would help quench her thirst for him, but instead her desire increased since now she could feel and hear everything.
She felt his fingers brush against her neck as he plunged his hands into her hair, holding her mouth to his own hot kisses. She smelled his aftershave and cologne, a sexy mix with the hay and cool night air. She heard him moan when she flicked her tongue across his, and felt him catch his breath when she reached down and found him hard and naked.
As she took his length into her hands, she felt shy, like she’d do something wrong any minute. But when he just sat there, unmoving, she continued to lightly trace his length with her fingers. Then she gripped him lightly and heard him moan with delight. His hands tightened in her hair slightly, and she could tell he’d forgotten that he still had a hold of her. His length was warm and hard in her hand; she enjoyed the soft skin and marveled at the contrast.
She moved closer and kissed him on the neck, just below his ear and jaw, and felt his beard from the day’s growth scratch her chin lightly. He tasted musky and sexy, and she wanted to lick him all over. She ran her mouth and tongue down his neck and could feel his muscles tense as she passed his shoulders. She moved her mouth down his chest as she kept lightly stroking him, not sure if what she was doing was giving him as much pleasure as he’d given her. When she reached his flat nipple she traced it with her tongue and heard him whisper her name.
“What?” she asked against his heated flesh. “What do you want, Jason?”
“You, just you, Katie.” He brought her mouth back to his and leaned back until she lay across his chest. “I don’t want to hurt you; I think there is some rule about waiting a while after your first time.”
“You know that I don’t always follow rules.”
He kissed her again and said against her lips, “The condoms are right there, do you think you can…?” he left the question open.
She felt around and found the small package. Opening it with her teeth, she felt the small disk in her hands and ran her fingers over the slick softness. Which way did it go on? What if she broke it trying to put it on him? Worse, what if she hurt him trying to get it on?
“Stop over thinking things, just slide it on,” he chuckled.
Taking her time, she grabbed him in one hand and slowly rolled the condom on, enjoying the feeling of the new texture over him.
“Now, sit up and slide on.”
What did he mean by that?
“Up on your knees. Come on, Kat, you’re killing me here,” he moaned.
She moved until she sat above him, straddling him with her knees on either side of his hips. With one hand flat on his chest, she held herself up as the other hand gripped him and positioned him outside her opening. Then she slowly slid down, impaling herself fully as she moaned with delight.
“Oh, I like this,” she said into the dark.
She heard him chuckle. “So do I. Now ride me, Katie.”
She started moving her hips slowly and then his hands grasped her, helping her find the rhythm until they were both breathless and sweaty.
She moved her legs up so she could squat over him and move up and down on him, and she felt him start to stiffen.
“Oh my God!” he said and she noticed he was holding very still.
“What, Jason?” She smiled into the darkness.
“You feel so good. Kat, I want…” He reached up and placed a finger just outside her entrance, then he lightly touched her and she exploded around him.
She tried to slide down and lay across his chest, but he reversed their positions quickly. He grabbed one of her legs and held it close to her chest as he moved more quickly above her. His hips were thrusting harder and faster than she could bear.
“Come again for me, Kat.” He moved faster and lengthened his thrusts until she felt her building again.
“Jason,” she wanted to know that he was with her this time, “please.” She threw her head back and closed her eyes on a wave of pure pleasure.
He went still just as she screamed his name.
He lay there for a few minutes listening to her heart beat slow down. She’d destroyed him. He could feel her skin cooling and knew when she’d fallen asleep. She snuggled closer and he could
feel the evening chill. He pulled out his zip up sweatshirt and draped it over her shoulders. Trying to snuggle closer for body warmth, she mumbled into his chest.
He loved the feel of her in his arms, naked. The last two evenings he’d enjoyed sleeping with her. He realized that he’d never really allowed anyone to sleep over, except Kimberly. She’d insisted and he hadn’t wanted the sex to go away, so he’d caved. There were some people you just couldn’t stand to snuggle with after sex, and Kimberly had been one of those people. She’d hogged the bed, her feet were always icy, and she snored, loudly. It had been one of the reason’s he’d finally broken it off with her. Actually, the main reason was that she and Katie didn’t get along. Oh, he knew the games Kimberly had been playing, trying to get him to choose her over Katie, something he never would have done.
But the last straw had been when she started talking about moving into the apartment after Katie moved back to the dorms. She had even hinted at marriage. He shivered now thinking about his life with Kimberly.
Then he thought of how it would be to be married to Katie and an inner peace fell over his mind and his heart.
When had he fallen in love with her? He couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment. Maybe it was that first day by the pool? Maybe when he’d accidentally brushed up against her boobs in junior high and gotten his first boner? Maybe it was two days ago when he’d rescued her on the beach and she’d knocked some sense into him, and his jaw?
Brushing his hand over her hair, he listened to her breathing and knew that he’d always been in love with her. It had just been hidden. Kissing her hair, he smiled into the darkness and knew he had to make things right between them. He knew he was keeping secrets from her about her family and he didn’t want to keep anything from her. First thing in the morning, he would come clean.
He closed his eyes and listened to her heart beat with his own and dreamed of the day they had met.