Chapter 9

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While Maya had spent the night with Josh before, there was something different about being completely on their own. No chance of a knock at the door, no chance someone would find her and take her back to her father. It held a very different feeling now for the both of them. The tent wasn’t too small, big enough for the full size air mattress and their bags inside. They had both mentioned getting something to eat but distractions kept them both from making any effort to go out and have dinner.

The evenings were cool in spring but inside the tent the air was hot, heavy breathing between kissing for hours had them in a hot box. Josh’s mouth locked onto Maya’s tongues colliding as he laid beside her on the air mattress. Neither of them had talked about things going further, they hadn’t really discussed what they were to one another but they hadn’t been able to break away since they met back up. Maya pulled Josh closer, his knee resting between her legs as he pressed to her. His lips broke away as he took in a deep breath, looking down at her. Both faces were flushed and her chest rose and fell as she caught her breath as well. He moved in, pushing her hair away and kissing her neck. Maya’s head immediately tilted to the side and her eyes fell closed. His knee rubbed against her though her jeans and she instinctively pushed back against him.

They kissed so long and so heavy their lips were swollen and numb, the tingles feeling like the kissing was still happening. They both lay beside one another catching their breath – both looking similar with the buttons undone on their jeans and both missing their t-shirts. Josh moved back in first, his mouth on her chest, kissing over her chest through the bra as his hand slid down into her jeans for the second time that night. This time Maya shifted some beneath him, wiggling herself free of the denim and laying before him in nothing but unmatched bra and panties. She whimpered and clawed against the back of his neck as his fingers moved inside the little cotton panties. While she’d fooled around before, an orgasm was something completely new and he was seconds from bringing her to one.

Maya tilted her head enough to reach his neck, kissing and biting at his skin while her hands moved down his body. She pushed at his loose jeans, moving them down off his hips to around his knees. Her hand had been inside them once, rubbing at him over his boxers. She didn’t completely know what she was doing, but she wanted to make him feel as good as he was making her feel. She wanted him to know she wanted him. He was so hard his member jerked with the removal of his jeans. Her hand moved inside slowly, not wanting to do anything wrong as she wrapped her hand around him.

The first time Maya came she cried out and clutched onto Josh as her eyes rolled back. He kissed her to try and quiet her, not sure what neighboring campers would think or hear but he hadn’t needed to, they were alone in their area of the woods. She panted for air as she came down from a high she hadn’t known existed and looked to him with bright blue eyes. “Wow…” she breathed out, not taking her eyes off him.

“Yeah…” He breathed out as well, having come as well only moments before she did. He turned to her, reaching to tuck her hair back from where it stuck with a glisten of sweat to her forehead.

“Josh.” She began, swallowing hard as she reached to hold her hand over his near her face, wanting him to stay close to her. “I..I…” It was hard to get it out, words she didn’t fully understand but was sure she felt.

“I love you too.” He told her with a smile and a kiss, and Josh was sure he did, was sure that was what this was. What else could it be but love? Just liking someone didn’t feel like this did. She sighed in relief, he understood her, and he knew what she meant and how she truly felt when she looked at him. Despite how heavy things had just been, the confessions of love had seemed to give them new energy and they began to kiss again. Maya and Josh barely left the tent that weekend, continuing to stay wrapped up in one another, exploring bodies and feelings and letting lust and lack of rules take them over.

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