The Other Side of the Story

Chapter 6

After dinner we went down to a nearby beach which was a 15-minute drive from the beautiful place we had dinner at.

“No way. I’m wearing my favorite wedges!” He was proposing to walk down the beach maybe play in the sand. It was almost half past nine and there was no one there except us.

“Come on! It would be fun.” He went down to untie his shoelaces and took off his socks. He put it in the back seat of the car and held a hand at me.

I looked back and forth at his hand and face. I didn’t want to do it but it has been the most fun I ever experienced why not just wing it. For once in a lifetime I let myself go. I grinned at him and took my wedges off, threw them into the car and ran to the water.

                The water was cold and since my feet were dipped into the water I could feel how cold it was. I turned back to Micale and grinned at him. Shouting, “Whatcha waiting for? Come on! The waters great.”

He looked shocked and I saw the little twinkle in his eyes, that made me laugh hard. He ran towards me and tackled me into the water. It was official. I was wet.

With the force of his tackle my whole body stumbled. I was lucky I didn’t hit a rock if I did Micale was gonna get it. When I emerged from the water I could see he was wet too. That made me laugh at how ridiculous we looked. Here we are playing in the water in the middle of winter. I was going to get sick but I didn’t care nor did I care that the water was freezing my butt.

“You are so gonna get it!” I shouted and jumped into his front. He just laughed and walked further down the water. He was in waist deep when he stopped.  I looked at his eyes, smiling. Seriously, this has been the best date I ever had.

He looked into my eyes and suddenly I was aware at how close we are. I could feel the heat radiating off his body and every hard plane was pressed against my soft curves. We just stared at each other, it was like we were under a spell. I couldn’t break my gaze off him to save my life and he too couldn’t. It was like I was under a spell casted by his hypnotic blue eyes.

His gaze suddenly left my eyes to look at my face. One of his hands went up to my face and caressed my cheek. It was a soft touch and his gaze travelled from my eyes to my nose then settling into my lips. I was mesmerized at the sheer beauty of the action and my body was coming alive at his intent gaze. Soon I was doing my own exploring. My hands went to his strong jaw then to his cheek and to his eyes. Then lowered to his lip. I traced his bottom lip back and forth until his mouth captured it.

I gave out a little squeak. It was surprising. I never saw Micale so serious. He was always so playful. The only time I think he was serious is when he played the guitar and sang.  He was so beautiful.

What he said and did next surprised me, “You’re so beautiful Lavender. You just don’t know it.” He then proceeded to lower his lips to mine. He gave me peck, as if he wasn’t satisfied he dropped his mouth fully into mine and devoured my lips.

I instantly felt alive and my hands circled his neck pressing my body closer to his. I kissed him back with everything I got. His tongue coaxed my mouth to open and I didn’t hesitate to allow entrance. His taste exploded in my mouth, he tasted so sweet. He tasted like macaroons and chocolate.

One of his hands went to the back of my neck, slanting my mouth to give him a better access and the other one held my thigh tighter as if I was going to disappear any moment now. It was delightful and magnificent. His kiss was urgent and devouring yet still remaining soft and gentle.

He broke our kiss and leaned his forehead to mine. My eyes were still closed. I was afraid to open them and see the rejection in his eyes.

“Lavender, open your eyes.” He commanded. I couldn’t help but respond. He was so powerful, raw and so manly but at the same time he was gentle, probing and angelic.