Chapter 13 – Rhett
“Hey,” Jael says, giving a shy smile as she walks in front of where I’ve been standing over the Ford truck that I’ve been working on rebuilding this summer.
She wraps her little arms around my waist and squeezes me tightly to her chest. My hands fall to her waist, and I hold her, breathing in her sweet scent and planting a kiss on the top of her head.
“Missed you today, baby.”
It’s June now, and high school graduation is officially behind us which means nothing to do but spend time together before Jael goes off to school at the end of the summer. The past few weeks have been a blur of carefree moments, days wrapped up in each other’s arms and nights spent in my bed.
We haven’t talked about what her leaving for school in Virginia means for us—what comes next—but I can’t say that I want to. Things have been easy between us. Hell, they’ve been the easiest they’ve ever been with any girl I’ve ever liked.
After graduation night, when the hats flew, our names were called, and the diplomas were handed over, something shifted inside me.
Maybe it was the night that I took her virginity—heard those soft, innocent moans slip from her lips as she melted beneath me, felt the way her body fit so perfectly in mine, or maybe it’s been a slow burn since the moment she blew in to town at twelve years old.
But I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her.
Not just about the way she makes me feel, but about what she means to me.
I didn’t know what to do with that, though.
At first, it felt like just another summer fling—one last chance to be reckless before life pulled us in different directions.
But a week after graduation, I found her and asked about her summer plans, throwing out the idea of spending time together before she leaves.
She didn’t hesitate to agree, and we didn’t bother slapping any labels on it. But every afternoon, when her mom leaves for work, she shows up at my trailer, slipping into my world like it’s where she belongs.
We fill our days with the simplest things—watching TV, throwing together random meals from the meager ingredients we can scrounge up from both our kitchens, floating lazily on blow-up floaties in the lake.
The afternoons stretch out, the sun beating down, the world feeling smaller around us. And then, when the sun sinks below the horizon, we end up in Jael’s bed or mine, where I find my place inside her, savoring the way she feels beneath me, like we’re made for each other.
We both know that there’s an expiration date looming, plans to go our separate ways come August, but I can’t shake the feeling that there’s something more here.
Something deeper than the fleeting nature of summer.
Something built on years of friendship, mutual attraction, and now, a bond that feels like is growing stronger by the day.
I’m not sure what it means yet, or if it’s even something that can last, but for the first time in my life, I feel like I’m holding onto something worth keeping.
“What are your plans for today?” I ask, planting a kiss on her pretty pink lips when she tilts her face up to mine.
“I’m volunteering at the hospital. Trying to get some more hours in before I leave in August. The head nurse said it’ll help if I come in with some experience for my classes when I apply for the nursing program.”
“That’s smart.”
“What about you? Any big plans?”
“Going to visit the community college. They opened a vocational school over in Meadowbrook. I’m not sure which trade I'd like to pursue, but I want to discuss my options.”
She nods. “That sounds perfect for you. You’ve always been so good with your hands.”
“I’ll show you how good I am with my hands later,” I tease, then kiss her hard, because she’s one of the few people who’ve always seen me and never pressured me to go to college and pursue the traditional path like some business degree and an office job that I know I’d hate.
“So, I’ll see you tonight then?” she asks sweetly.
“Yep. Come on over when you get off. I’m working on that abandoned boat we found on the other side of the shore. I might be able to get it up and running so we can take it out tonight.”
She grins before spinning on her heel. “See you then, Rhett.”
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Later that night
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“I can’t believe you got this old thing to work?” Jael says, smiling as I reach around the back of the hull, pulling out two soda cans and a box of pizza.
“You doubted me?”
“No, but the thing did look like shit.”
I chuckle. “Here, I swiped this pizza from the baseball game the pee-wee league left over this afternoon.”
She eagerly digs into the box, taking a bite of the greasy food as her eyes close and she sits back enjoying the moment in bliss. “Why do most of my memories with you revolve around us eating.”
I laugh and grab a slice for myself before taking a bite from the crust first. “Because we’ve always been just two, hungry kids, trying to make it.”
She grins at me and it’s that softness in her eyes that says she feels seen and known that has me holding out hope that August might not be the end for us.
“So, I’ve been thinking,” she starts, looking nervous now. “We’ve been practicing sex quite a bit these last two weeks, and you’ve gone down on me every time. You’re good at that, by the way.”
“Thank you,” I say grinning as she rolls her eyes playfully.
“Okay, but you still haven’t taught me how to give oral to you.”
I choke on a big bite of cheese and reach for my drink, taking a long sip. “You’re going to have to give me more of a heads up before you spring that on me.”
She grins. “I want to be good at it. Okay, not just good, but like, amazing at it.”
Though my cock shoots to attention at her request, my stomach sinks. I have to remember that the things I’m teaching her are really practice for whatever lucky boyfriend she’s going to get when she leaves in two months. And that thought makes me sick.
My cock doesn’t get the memo though, as I quickly try to adjust myself in my shorts. When I feel like I’m not embarrassing myself anymore, I set my pizza and drink down on the edge of the boat as the waves lap back and forth, rocking us gently from side to side.
Think with your cock, not your head. She’s leaving soon and this is supposed to be just a fun summer for you two, nothing more.
But everything inside me is screaming that I should ask her. I should ask her why it has to end. Virginia isn’t that far away; I could do long distance.
“I think I can manage to help you with that,” I say instead as she smiles back at me shyly.
“Okay, so, tell me what I need to know and then I’ll practice it.”
I’ve never taught a girl how to give head before, and though I've only experienced it a mere two times myself, the girls that I’ve gotten it from seemed to know what they were doing. It’s never felt that complicated to me.
Penises are simple, touch ‘em or suck ‘em, and a dude’s going to be happy.
“Okay, well why don’t you come over here where I’m sitting and kneel between my legs to start.”
She does as I say, kneeling between my legs as I wrap my arms around her shoulders tightly, bringing her closer. She looks beautiful kneeling in front of me like this. Her green eyes are sparkling as she looks up at me with so much trust in them that I hope I deserve.
“Now give me a kiss.” I lean forward and kiss her lips gently as she smiles against my mouth.
“Is that a step in the process?”
“No, I just wanted to kiss you. You look so pretty down there on your knees.”
She laughs. “Come on, tell me what to do, Rhett.”
“Well, it’s pretty simple…” I say, reaching into my shorts and pulling out my already hard cock. Just thinking about the topic of this conversation and I’m already aching to be inside her.
I give it a firm pump a few times while she watches and then take her hand and wrap it around my base, letting her take over. She squeezes firmly with smooth strokes up and down just like I taught her. My spine instantly tingles with pleasure.
“Alright now you just take this in your mouth and suck.”
“That’s it?” she asks. “I just wrap my mouth around it and suck?”
“Yep. Licks are fine too.”
She looks down at me, pumps a few more times in her grip, increasing pressure slightly to a level that feels delicious and has my balls twitching before she shrugs then lowers her face and wraps her lips around my crown.
She flicks the tip gently with her tongue and then sucks up the drop of precum resting there.
“So, I just…” she mumbles, her mouth full of me, “suck downward?”
“You got it.” I nod and watch as she lowers her face a bit, opening her mouth and jaw wider to take a little more in.
Her lips curl around her teeth and her tongue flattens on my underside.
When she’s only taken in a bit, she pulls back like she’s trying to figure out how everything works then tries again.
This time she focuses just on the tip, lips fitting snuggly where she pulses and flicks.
“Okay, now move your hands,” I say as she pushes down in the same motion as her mouth. This time, she goes deeper, so much fucking deeper and way too fast.
My head drops back at the sensation of her hot mouth squeezing all around me as I try my best to hold back from taking over and fucking her face.
“Okay, yeah just like that. That’s good. That’s…. fuck, that’s great.” I let out a grunt and close my eyes, trying not to bust too soon.
Jael continues to suck, alternating between long flat strokes of her tongue across my length and doing her best to get down my shaft as far as she can go without gagging. When she pulls back again, and pumps me a few more times, I think her jaw must be getting tired but boy am I wrong.
The next time she latches on and moves downward, she doesn’t stop until she hits the bottom where her hands meet. And then she opens her jaw wider and takes me in fully until I can feel the tip of my cock down her throat I groan loudly.