Chapter 20 #2
“And now?” I ask in hope.
“And now… I don’t really want to leave.”
“Good.” I squeeze her hands and smile in relief. “Cause I don’t want you to go. None of us do. I hope you know how much you mean to us, to me?”
She looks up at me with hope and nervousness shining in her eyes.
“You’ve been running for too long, Rosie. It’s time for you to stop.”
She licks her lower lip as she watches me, then she nods once. I hope that means she’s agreeing to stay, but I don’t want to push my luck just yet.
The server brings over our food, and she digs into her lasagna while I eat my chicken parmesan. We chat about the Open House and the winter festival, and when I’ve paid the bill and we exit the restaurant, I tell her I have one more stop before we go home.
“Wow, this is beautiful!” she says in awe as she looks down at the frozen pond.
Whispering Pines is known for this small pond with a bridge, which we are currently standing on, that gives you a view of it and the forest beyond. They string up Christmas lights at the edge of the forest and when the snow is covering everything, like it is now, it gives us the magical feel to it.
The fact that nobody else is here makes it feel romantic and a perfect place to end our date.
“I’m glad you like it,” I say, placing my arm around her shoulder and holding her against my side as we gaze out at the beautiful scenery.
“What was it like? Being in the army? Were you in the Middle East the whole time?” she asks, and I wonder how her mind took her to that topic.
“We did a few tours there, yes. But we were stationed at Ford Carson in Colorado.”
“Did you see anything as pretty as this?”
I look down at her and smile. “I’ve never seen anything as pretty as what I’m looking at now.”
She glances up and sees me staring at her. Her cheeks turn pinker than they already were as her eyes turn heated.
“Careful, sweetheart. Keep looking at me like that, and I’ll forget we’re in public.”
“I don’t know if this classifies as public if we’re the only ones here,” she whispers, her eyes darting down to my lips.
Unable to hold back a moment longer, I lean down and press my lips to hers. She moans in approval, and I wrap my arms around her waist, lifting her onto the railing. I instantly realize it’s too high. “Nope, this won’t do.”
I throw her over my shoulder and she giggles as I stomp down the bridge.
Instead of taking the path back to where our car is parked, I turn into the forest until I find a suitable spot, where we can’t be seen by anyone who takes a walk across the bridge, but the glow of the Christmas lights is visible above us.
I slowly lower her to her feet, and she looks around at where we are. “What are we doing here?” She asks breathlessly as she grips my sleeves.
“I hope you don’t mind a little cold air on your skin.” She looks up at me and frowns. I grin as I grab her jacket zipper and slowly pull it down, giving her a chance to stop me if she wants to.
Her fingers tighten on me, but her eyes heat, and I know I have my answer.
Once her jacket’s undone, I slide it off her and lay it on the ground before shrugging off my own jacket and adding it to create a larger area.
“Hold on to my shoulder,” I tell her as I lift one of her legs and pull off her boot, setting her foot on my jacket, before doing the same with the other.
She shivers and I wrap my arms around her as I kiss her hard, my tongue demanding entrance that she willingly gives. She whimpers as I take control and I let one hand slide down to the front of her jeans, flicking the button open and lowering her zipper.
She gasps against me, and her fingers tighten against my chest as I push my hand down and rub a finger up her slit, over her panties.
The jeans are too tight so I quickly pull back and use both hands to yank her jeans down. She lifts her feet one at a time, and I take a few extra seconds to fold them and place them on the edge of my jacket so they don’t get wet in the snow.
My hand finds its way back to her pussy, and I groan. “Much better.”
I slowly run my fingers up and down ever so lightly as I kiss her, and she whimpers my name. “Grant, I need more.”
“Tell me what you want, Rosie.”
She shakes her head.
“Mmm, you’re shy in bed, are you?” she shrugs, ducking her head to place her forehead against my chest as I chuckle.
I grab the bottom of her sweater and t-shirt and yank it over her head, adding it to the pile with her jeans.
She shivers and I quickly remove my own shirt as I tell her, “Lie down.”
She does as asked, and as I gaze down at her laying there, surrounded by snow in only her panties and bra, my dick jerks against my pants, straining for release.
I kneel down, straddling one of her legs and run a hand up her stomach until I’m squeezing one of her breasts. “I need you to tell me how far I can take this, Rosie.” I lean down and kiss her briefly before pulling back a few inches.
My hand finds its way down her body and into her panties. The wetness I find there makes my eyes roll as I groan in approval.
“Do you want me to make you come on my fingers?” I lean down and suck gently on her neck before pulling back to watch her again. “Or would you rather come on my tongue?”
Her hips buck against my hand and I smirk. “Or… do you want me to fuck this sweet little pussy with my aching cock.”
“Yes!” She cries out desperately the second I say the word.
“Fuck, yes,” I mumble in relief as I undo my jeans and shrug them and my boxers off, leaving me completely naked as I kneel over her.
Her eyes drop down to where I’m stroking my hard cock, and her eyes widen in shock. “Holy shit, you’re huge!”
I grin happily. “You sure know how to help a guy's ego,” I whisper as I lean back down over her.
“As if your ego needed any help,” she whispers before wrapping a hand in my hair and pulling my lips to hers.
I rub myself through her folds, lubing myself up on her juices and bumping my head against her clit on each thrust.
She cries into my mouth as her hips try to thrust against me. Eventually I tilt my head to look between us as I line myself up, I press just the tip in then look up at her. “Ready?”
She nods eagerly, and I watch her as I slowly press inside. She gasps as I groan.
“You’re so tight, Rosie.”
“Grant!” she cries, her fingernails digging into my back. “More!” I push in further before pulling back an inch then pushing all the way in.
One of her legs wraps around my back as I hold myself fully in her. “Shit, are you on birth control?”
She laughs. “A little late to ask, but yes, I have the implant.”
“Sorry, I should have asked before, but I was eager.”
“Grant?”
“Yeah, Rosie?”
“Shut up and fuck me.”
My grin grows wide as I lick my lips. “With pleasure.”
I start to thrust in and out of her, and watching her face as I bring her this pleasure lights up every part of my body and soul. I’m doing this; I’m bringing her this joy, this pleasure.
I watch her tits bounce with each thrust and bend down to suck a nipple into my mouth.
She screams her release. I hadn’t realized she was so close, and the chain reaction is inevitable.
Feeling her pussy convulse around my cock has me groaning as I thrust faster and faster until I hold myself still inside her and my cock releases itself deep inside her.
I have a strange sensation of wishing my seed takes root, and I shake my head. I’ve never thought about having kids before, but something about having them with Rosie makes me think it could be possible.
“Wow, that was… Wow,” Rosie whispers.
“You were incredible.” I say with a kiss.
I awkwardly reach for my coat pocket where I know I have some napkins, while trying to keep myself inside her.
“Sorry, I’m trying not to get our coats dirty,” I mumble as I try to pull out and catch the cum that leaks out.
She chuckles as I get it on my hand, and I lean over to wipe it off in the snow.
It takes a bit of awkward maneuvering, but I eventually get us both dressed without any wet feet or clothing.
I grab her hand and lead her back to my car.
“Grant?” she asks as I settle in beside her.
“Hmm?” I glance over at her.
“I had a great time tonight.”
“Yeah?” I ask with a happy grin.
She nods. “Best date I’ve ever had.”
I thread my fingers through hers and head back home with a huge smile on my face the entire way. There’s a strange, pleasant sensation in my chest, something new. Something that makes me wonder if this is what love feels like.