AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed my first chapter! I've never written fanfic before so I honestly have no idea how I'm doing and it motivated me to write more! (PS - Sorry to everyone who read this in the first hour or so it was posted because I completely forgot to change the rating. This could be M but, I don't know call me edgy but, I just don't think it is.)
The next morning, it was as if nothing happened. Aubrey was following Stacie's lead. Maybe sleep erased the kisses of the night before or maybe Aubrey had just dreamed them. She knew it wasn't a dream though. She could still feel Stacie's lips on hers.
Stacie was acting normal and Aubrey supposed that was good. It's not like she wanted her to act weird. It just left Aubrey sort of confused. Was that a one time thing, just to be able to say she's kissed a girl? Would Aubrey trying to kiss her again be unwelcomed?
Aubrey needed to get out of her own head and just enjoy the gorgeous day with the gorgeous girl. After breakfast, Stacie asked her if she wanted to jet ski and Aubrey was excited.
"Have you ever done it before?" Stacie asked. Aubrey shook her head. "Want to come with me first?"
Aubrey agreed that it was probably a good idea for her to ride with Stacie first. She carefully put on her life jacket and climbed on the back of the jet ski with Stacie's help.
Aubrey held on to the top of Stacie's life jacket to keep her on.
"You have to hold on," Stacie called over her shoulder. The wind of the day was already cutting out her voice and they weren't even moving yet.
Aubrey wasn't positive what Stacie meant. She was holding on. She tugged on Stacie's life jacket to prove her hands were there. Stacie reached up and grabbed Aubrey's hands. She placed them around the lower part of her waist, just under where the life jacket stopped.
Aubrey had to scoot forward as close to Stacie as she could get in order for her arms to reach beyond her own life jacket. Her heart hammered at their closeness.
Stacie grabbed Aubrey's hand and gave it a quick squeeze. "Are you ready?" Stacie yelled.
"Yeah!" Aubrey yelled back.
They jerked forward, making Aubrey tighten her grasp on Stacie. She could feel the brunette take a sudden deep breath even through their life jackets.
Stacie sped around the lake and Aubrey found herself laughing out loud at the sheer thrill of it. She hung on to Stacie and closed her eyes to relish the feeling of the wind on her face.
After 20 or so minutes, Stacie stopped and called back asking if Aubrey wanted them to go back so she could get on her own. Aubrey was torn. She did want to drive her own but she also really liked being this close to Stacie.
Stacie was silent while Aubrey thought about it. When Aubrey decided and told Stacie she probably ought to have her go back to get the blonde her own jet ski, Stacie didn't reply.
"Stacie?" Aubrey said. It wasn't until she went to squeeze the brunette to get her attention that she noticed her fingers had been absentmindedly rubbing little circles on the bare skin just above Stacie's bikini bottom.
If Stacie could see her face right then, she'd see it probably more red than she's ever seen it. She couldn't figure out if Stacie wasn't responding because she was so uncomfortable or if she liked it and was distracted.
Stacie snapped out of it quickly. "Oh are you sure? Because I really don't mind you on here with me."
Aubrey smiled to herself a bit. Should she take that as a sign?
They spent the next hour on the jet ski (together) before getting off for some lunch. After lunch, they laid out on the deck to tan. Stacie took the straps of her bikini off so she wouldn't get tan lines.
The brunette had her eyes closed facing the sun and Aubrey took that opportunity to really check out her body. She wasn't trying to be creepy. She just really wanted to assess what her feelings were.
She's always thought she was straight. But she clearly has some sort of feelings for Stacie that go beyond a normal friendship. Aubrey didn't know if it was normal for girls to kiss each other to try it out, but it wasn't normal in her world. And she's kissed many guys she didn't have any feelings for so she knows how it feels when it's just a kiss. Her kiss with Stacie was not just a kiss. It made her feel things she hasn't felt in the past kissing anyone.
She just thought kissing wasn't really her thing. But if kissing wasn't really her thing, why could she not stop thinking about Stacie's lips on hers?
It's not like it matters either way. Stacie was acting so casual that Aubrey doubted the brunette felt anything beyond the excitement of doing something for the first time.
Aubrey laid back and closed her eyes. She didn't notice when Stacie turned her head to look at her. She couldn't hear Stacie's own thoughts about the situation.
Aubrey crawled into bed that night, freshly showered and feeling the ache in her muscles from a day spent outside. She stayed seated for a bit because her hair was still wet. Stacie was still in the shower and Aubrey couldn't keep her nerves at bay.
Stacie walked into the room with a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was falling in wet strands around her face. Aubrey's eyes turned away just as Stacie's towel dropped. Aubrey didn't have the guts to look up again.
Stacie bounced on the bed, now clothed. She took a hair tie and swooped up her hair in a wet, messy bun. Aubrey fell back on the pillow, not caring anymore that her hair was still wet. She let out a sigh that could have almost been mistaken as a groan. She had been both anticipating and dreading bedtime all day.
Stacie reached over and turned the light off. They plunged into darkness. Aubrey felt Stacie shift next to her.
"Did you have fun today?" Stacie asked quietly.
"Of course. I haven't had that much fun in a long time."
"What was your favorite part?"
Aubrey's mind raced. Every time Stacie got near her was her favorite part. She laughed more today than she remembers ever laughing before. Still, she knew exactly what her most favorite part was.
"Jet skiing, I think." Whether Aubrey meant actually jet skiing or just having her arms around Stacie, she wasn't sure.
"That was probably my favorite too. You can get on one tomorrow, if you want."
"I liked being on yours," Aubrey said almost too fast.
Aubrey's eyes were finally adjusted and she could see Stacie smile. "How 'bout tomorrow you drive and I'll hold on?" Aubrey's stomach flipped.
"Okay, that sounds good." Aubrey cleared her throat. She was definitely nervous. They both laid there for a few minutes and Aubrey thought maybe she had been right about everything from the previous night being a one time thing.
Then she felt Stacie's hand touch the sliver of bare skin between her shorts and shirt. Stacie flattened her hand and snaked it over Aubrey's stomach causing her to take a sharp breath. Aubrey didn't notice Stacie shift her position as her hand was crossing her stomach but now her other arm was propping her up and her face was over Aubrey's. The brunette stopped inches away from her lips and paused. Aubrey wasn't sure if Stacie just didn't know if she wanted to do this or if she was waiting for some sort of sign from Aubrey.
But Aubrey didn't really care.
Seconds later, her hand was on Stacie's wet hair and she was pulling her head down to close the remaining distance. While the kisses of the previous night had been soft and tentative, this kiss was frenzied and urgent, almost demanding. Stacie's tongue was exploring every inch of Aubrey's mouth.
Aubrey's hand was still on Stacie's head, still trying to pull Stacie closer even though they were as close as they were going to get.
While last night had been silent, tonight was filled with hushed whimpers edged with want. Somewhere distantly in Aubrey's mind, it occurred to her that these weren't the kisses of friends experimenting. These were the kisses of two people who want each other. Then she stopped thinking altogether.
Stacie moved on top of Aubrey without separating their lips. Aubrey could feel Stacie's weight. Stacie grabbed Aubrey's hands with her own and pinned them on each side of her head. Aubrey unconsciously moved under Stacie's weight, shifting her leg up into Stacie.
Stacie gasped at the contact, separating their lips and staring wide eyed into Aubrey's eyes. Aubrey felt a moment of panic before Stacie moved her hips to press her leg into Aubrey. Before the blonde could stop herself, she moaned softly.
Stacie rejoined their lips almost more frantically than before. Aubrey couldn't help lifting her hips up off the bed to grind into Stacie's leg. The brunette nipped at Aubrey's bottom lip and groaned as she moved her hips into Aubrey over and over, simultaneously pressing herself on Aubrey's thigh.
This was getting almost too intense for Aubrey. She felt a pressure building each time Stacie's hips grinded into her. Stacie's hands were still pinning hers to the bed.
Stacie's lips moved along Aubrey's jaw towards her ear. She licked the outer edge and Aubrey shivered. Their hips never stopped moving. Aubrey could hear Stacie's panting directly in her ear and it pushed her that much closer.
She could tell Stacie was close too. Her hips started moving more frantically and she attached her lips to Aubrey's neck to muffle her moan. Aubrey wanted to touch her but her hands were stuck and she didn't know if that would even be okay.
Stacie brought her lips back to Aubrey's. The blonde took Stacie's bottom lip between her teeth and lightly bit down.
"Oh, god," Stacie moaned into Aubrey's mouth. It was the first words spoken since they started kissing.
Stacie tore her lips away and pressed her forehead to Aubrey's. The blonde opened her eyes and saw Stacie's were closed, her eyebrows furrowed. She was panting. Aubrey's eyes closed again. She focused on their movements.
She felt Stacie's body shudder over her and it was enough to push Aubrey over her own edge. She gripped Stacie's hands tightly.
Aubrey woke up just as the sun was coming up the next morning. Stacie was still sleeping next to her. She couldn't believe what had happened the night before, and all of it being fully clothed without touching each other anywhere with their hands.
After a while Aubrey snuck out of bed and got herself some coffee. She sipped it on the deck overlooking the lake. She was quickly lost in her own thoughts.
"Hey," a voice said softly, startling her. She turned her head towards Stacie and smiled brightly. She didn't want the brunette to think she was out here because something was wrong or she regretted last night.
"Mornin'," she replied.
Stacie pulled up a chair next to her. She reached for Aubrey's coffee and took a sip, like it was the most natural thing in the world, like sharing coffee in the morning was something they did all the time. It made Aubrey's heart ache.
"Wanna go for a boat ride?" Stacie asked suddenly.
Aubrey quirked an eyebrow. "Now?"
"It's best in the morning."
"Then yes. Let me just go get a sweatshirt."
"Here, I brought you one." Stacie handed over a soft, plain dark grey hoodie. It wasn't Aubrey's.
Aubrey put it on and was immediately engulfed in Stacie's scent. She buried her nose in the collar and took a deep breath. This was starting to be a problem.
Aubrey followed Stacie down to the boat and hopped in. The boat started moving and picked up speed. Aubrey should have thought to put on pants. Her skin broke out in goosebumps.
Stacie stopped the boat somewhere in the middle of the lake. She went to sit by Aubrey. She lifted one of the seats and grabbed a blanket, laying it over both of them as she sat.
"When I was little, my dad would take me out on the lake just after sunrise and we'd fish for a few hours," Stacie said.
"That sounds nice. You're really close with your dad, yeah?"
Stacie nodded. "What about you?"
Aubrey hesitated. It didn't go unnoticed by Stacie. "My father is very different than I imagine yours to be. He's a very hard man to love."
Stacie was silent for a minute. "What about your mom?"
Aubrey smiled lightly. "My mama was sweet and caring. I was very close to her, yeah."
"Oh." Stacie reached for Aubrey's hand and gave it a little squeeze. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Aubrey smiled at Stacie.
They sat there and talked well into the morning, neither of them realizing how much time had gone by. During one silence, Aubrey nervously debated bringing up the past two nights. She didn't want to make anything awkward. She definitely didn't want to hear Stacie say it meant nothing to her.
And she didn't want to ruin the chance that it might happen again that night.
Maybe she could bring it up in the car ride home tomorrow. Just the thought made her stomach twist and turn.
Later that afternoon, a few of Stacie's cousins roped them into playing volleyball by the lake. Aubrey liked Stacie's cousins except for Kyle. The way Kyle looked at her made her really uncomfortable. Aubrey didn't really want to be in a swimsuit around him.
He kept trying to joke around with her but his jokes were out of place and weird. When Stacie wasn't looking, he swatted her butt with his towel as she walked back. She turned to glare at him and he was smirking.
They were all getting ready to play the game. Stacie was off getting them some water to drink when Kyle approached her with the volleyball.
"Want a couple pointers? I'm good at this."
"No, thanks. I'm good too," Aubrey replied, hoping he would get the hint.
"No seriously though, let me show you a trick for serving." He quickly went behind Aubrey but she twisted.
"Seriously. I don't need pointers."
"Why are you so stubborn. Let me show you." He grabbed Aubrey's arm are turned her her around. He gripped her hip with his other hand. Aubrey tried to squirm out of his grasp but he tightened his hand.
"Let me go," she said through gritted teeth. She heard Kyle laugh.
Stacie approached out of nowhere and shoved Kyle hard in the shoulder. He stumbled back and winced.
"What the fuck is your problem?" Stacie asked. When Kyle didn't respond she took a step closer to him so she was close to his face. "Is there something wrong with your ability to understand 'no'? I know your mother taught you better than that."
Stacie grabbed Aubrey's hand and stomped away.
"Are you okay? I'm so sorry."
"I'm okay," Aubrey said. Stacie gave her a worried look. Aubrey's heart fluttered. "I'm okay, Stace, I promise." Aubrey smiled.
"He's such an asshole. He's always been an asshole."
Stacie would have probably reacted the same way if he had done that to anyone. Aubrey was probably imagining the extra edge of malice in her voice. She was probably just wanting to believe her concerned eyes were also filled with something else.
Aubrey wasn't sure how much more of this back and forth she could take. Of course it was all in her own head. She could never decide whether to be excited and giddy about something or quickly snub it out as just being in her head. She didn't want to read into things that might not actually be there but she was sick of shooting herself down too.
Aubrey shook her head and tried to clear her thoughts from her mind. This was her last full day at the lake and she wanted to enjoy it.
Stacie decided she wanted them to go swimming before going jet skiing.
"Go in first and tell me how the seaweed is this year," Stacie said, giving Aubrey a nudge.
Aubrey laughed. "No way, you go in and tell me." Aubrey shoved Stacie back lightly. Stacie stumbled close the edge of the dock. She reached out and grabbed Aubrey's arm as she fell, taking them both into the lake.
When they came to the surface, Stacie was laughing. Aubrey huffed in playful anger.
"I usually like to ease into the cold water a bit more slowly," Aubrey said, crossing her arms around herself and shivering.
Stacie laughed harder and splashed her. Aubrey responded by splashing back until it was an all out splashing war and they were laughing too hard to continue.
"At least there's no seaweed," Stacie said, catching her breath.
Aubrey hummed. "You really don't like seaweed, do you?"
"What's there to like? It's slimy and gross and usually somewhere you can't see." Stacie shuddered in disgust.
She walked closer to where Aubrey was standing in shoulder high water. She held up her hands in surrender when Aubrey gave her a wary look.
When Stacie got close, Aubrey saw the brunette's eyes register surprise a split second before she yelped and threw her arms and legs over Aubrey. Aubrey's head almost went under the water.
"Stacie!" Aubrey groaned.
"My foot touched something!" Stacie yelled even though she still had her arms and legs around Aubrey. "You're just going to have to carry me now, I'm not putting my foot back down on that ground."
Aubrey laughed. "Then swim or something and get off of me." Aubrey gave her a little shove. She sort of hoped Stacie stayed attached to her.
Stacie shook her head vigorously. "Nope. No thanks."
Aubrey quickly went under the water with no warning. In her surprise, Stacie loosened her grip and Aubrey could have gone free if she wanted. She didn't move and she let Stacie reattach herself when she surfaced.
"You play dirty, Posen."
Aubrey grinned. "Sometimes." She felt Stacie staring her down but refused to look the girl in the eyes.
"Let's go jet ski." Stacie made Aubrey carry her to ladder of the dock.
"You are such a baby."
"Wouldn't it be funny if I didn't feel anything touch my foot at all?" Stacie winked as she started climbing up the ladder, leaving Aubrey a little flustered.
AN: Sorry if this feels like I ended in a weird spot. (I did.) I just have a few things on my schedule and wanted to get something up before days went by. This is clearly not over so don't worry.