Truths and Roses

Chapter 14

The Date Part 3: The Climax

As I walk Vic to her front door, I think how great our night together has been. I'm pleased to see how well my plans worked out. Almost can't believe how comfortable I am just being plain old me. Of course, Vic and I have been building this closeness for years now whether we anticipated a romance or not. I need Vic to know I'm ready to be open, to share those thoughts and feelings I so closely guard. Well, more like I'm ready to try. Guess I might as well take another step outside my comfort zone.

"Vic, I'd like to share a feeling now."

Her mouth opens and there's an uncharacteristic pause before she speaks. "Uh, sure okay."

Great, now I'm nervous. Oh, get over yourself. Just keep talking.

Starting again, "Guess I don't know how to do this. I'm not so used to this sharing my feelings stuff. Usually you ask me how I feel first."

"First? First before you don't share your feelings with me? Is that what you're saying?"

Darn it. Is she getting frustrated?

"Yeah. Only now I'm gonna go ahead and just do it. If you'd ask. I mean you don't have to."

"No, I will. But, I'm thinking I already know the answer. You're feeling uncomfortable."

I default to my shy dart my eyes to my boots smile. "Not necessarily."

"With sharing your feelings, I mean."

"Oh. Well, then you're right. But I was going to say something else." Now I'm afraid if she doesn't ask soon, I'll forget what I was going to say.

"Walt?"

"Yes, Vic."

"How do you feel right now, here with me?"

"Thank you for asking, Vic." Slowly I exhale. I'm determined not to sound as awkward as I feel.

"Awkward. But just about this. I think it goes back to me thinking too much about everything. But, what I wanted to share was that I feel a little sad that our evening is coming to an end."

Vic exhales. It hadn't occurred to me but maybe she felt a bit nervous, too. "I feel sad, too. More happy, than sad, but still it's kind of hard to say goodbye. Even for just tonight."

Her words are both reassuring and comforting. "I reckon that worked out pretty good. I mean me talking about my feelings and you feeling the same way."

"I'm hoping there will be many more times where we feel the same way." Vic smiles up at me with the sweetest look. So sweetly sincere that I'm excited all over.

"I couldn't have said it any better Vic." I couldn't. Grasping her shoulders, I pull Vic to me and kiss those luscious lips. Our kiss of polite interest turns into a kiss of bold exploration. Her hands tug my hair. Mine split up to cover more ground, one hand on Vic's left cheek and the other headed towards her lower cheeks. Their efforts are thwarted as I feel Vic pull away.

"Walt?"

"Yep."

"Walt, are you good with this? Us making out on our first date? I mean I am. I don't want you to think I expect a heavy make out session, I like it, I love it, but…"

"I'm good. We're good." Moving in to lock lips again, I'm slightly annoyed to hear her go on.

"But, you just, I mean I figured you'd want to go slow with…"

Channeling my inner bad boy, I proclaim, "This is what I want. Now stop talking, and let me kiss you."

Embracing her, I dot her face with kisses then move on to run my tongue over her mouth. Her lips open for me. Playfully I bite on her bottom lip. My tongue traces her parted lips before thrusting into her mouth. Vic moans as she reaches up to give me better access. The heated curves of her body press into my chest causing my heart rate to quicken.

Pausing I say, "Vic, you and I have been in this intimate dance for awhile now. Becoming closer yet denying to ourselves and others that we were in a relationship. Though I just started courting you, I feel you've been my lady for awhile. For that, I am a very lucky man."

"God Walt! That's the hottest, most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me. Wow. I don't know what to say."

Ah the joy of knowing I have this effect on her. "Don't talk."

"But, I …"

I suck her reply from her throat as my mouth assaults hers. Vic wraps her arms around my neck then raises one leg to wrap around mine. I think she means to climb Mount Longmire. Assisting her, I cup her firm ass and pull her up so her core meets my hardness. A frantic pace of moaning, groaning, and groping begins. I'm glad we're clothed as I'm not willing to have her fully, not yet. Taking my mouth from hers, I tell her, with my eyes only, that she is too special to allow our first time together to be some hurried fuck. She releases a contended sigh.

"I agree."

With two words Vic has given her reply. Two words that say she too, acknowledges there was an us before we knew about us, that she wants us, she wants me, and that she agrees we and/or us are worthy of time and patience. Someday, I will make passionate love to this woman. And I suspect, when that happens we will again find that spoken word need play only a small part.