"That was quite possibly the strangest lunch I've ever had." Nick quipped
as he and Sara sat on the loveseat in the living room. Her parents were
still in the kitchen cleaning up the lunch dishes and were getting ready to
head over to the lodge and help prep the food for the guests' evening
meals.
Sara smiled at him and trailed her fingers up and down his arm. "They should be leaving pretty soon." The lunch conversation had been stilted at best as Nick and Sara kept looking at each other and Rick and Helen kept grinning at them like a couple of fools.
Nick chuckled and leaned toward her. "You're not anxious are you?"
Sara leaned toward him smiling. "No more so than you are." She laughed softly and then kissed him. As she pulled away, she whispered. "I think they think we're already sleeping together."
Nick let out a soft groan at the thought and kissed her again. They were lost in the experience of kissing each other when they heard someone clear their throat. As they pulled apart and looked in the direction of the noise they noticed Rick and Helen standing there with smiles on their faces.
"We're just heading over to the lodge." Helen looked exceptionally pleased that Sara seemed to have recanted her 'we're just friends' stance.
"Probably won't be back until about eight or nine." Rick added with a knowing smile.
"We could stay out later if you want some privacy." Helen continued to smile. "You know in case you."
Sara cut her off mid-sentence. "Mom!" She was completely mortified
Rick and Helen tried to stifle their smiles.
She raised both eyebrows at her parents hoping that they would get the clue and just leave. "We're fine."
"Thanks for lunch." Nick added with a smile. "Uh, it was just great." He was thoroughly amused at how open Rick and Helen were and how much it embarrassed Sara.
"My pleasure, Nick." Helen smiled and took Rick's hand as they headed out the front door.
"I thought they would never leave." Sara sounded somewhat exasperated.
Nick laughed softly. "Well they're gone now." He grinned at her. "Wanna make out?"
Sara shook her head. "No." A coy smile played at her lips as she stood up and pulled him with her off of the loveseat.
Nick grabbed her around the waist and kissed her neck. "What do you want to do?"
Sara began walking backwards towards the stairs. "I think you know what I want." She leaned up and kissed him, continuing to walk backwards.
Nick stopped her as they reached the stairs and pulled his lips away from hers whispering in her ear. "We should probably just walk up the stairs."
Sara giggled and then leaned in and kissed him again before breaking out of his embrace and pulling him by the hand up the narrow staircase.
They shut the door behind them as they entered Sara's room and immediately were back in each other's arms in the midst of a deep kiss. Sara began tugging at Nick's shirt, finally pushing him away for a moment as she lifted it over his head and let it fall to the floor. She grabbed the hem of her own shirt and pulled it over her head and tossed it to the floor before Nick pulled her back against him and into a hungry kiss.
They continued stumbling backwards in the general direction of the bed as they kissed madly, their hands caressing.
They tumbled onto the bed laughing and scooted upward so they lay facing each other, taking a moment to look at each other and smile before Nick leaned in and began kissing her again.
Sara was conscious only of Nick's lips on hers and how soft and strong they felt. As his tongue delved into her mouth, she was aware of how much she'd wanted this for so long. As his hands splayed out on her back, she found her legs tangling with his. She let out a soft groan as she could feel him becoming aroused.
Nick's fingers fumbled at the back of her bra. The sheer sensation of touching Sara was almost too much for his senses all at once.
Sara's hands splayed out against his chest and her mouth fell completely under his control. She felt his fingers working at the clasp of her bra and she was certain that he'd almost gotten it undone when she heard someone open the door to her bedroom.
"Oh, well you two didn't waste any time." Her mother's tone was amused.
Sara felt completely mortified and she pulled away from Nick breathing heavily as she tried to make sure her bra still covered her. Sara glanced over to see her mother standing there with her eyes closed. "Mother, what do you want!?" Sara was completely exasperated.
"I was just going to tell you where I put the clean towels, but I think I'll let you find them yourself. Sorry, honey. Sorry, Nick. Have fun." Helen closed the door behind her as she left.
Nick couldn't help but laugh at the situation.
Sara swatted at him. "That was so not funny. I don't care what you say; there is no way that was funny." She leveled a serious gaze at him.
He pursed his lips together. "Maybe we should lock the door."
"Good idea." Sara disentangled herself from Nick and refastened her bra as she walked over and locked the door. She turned around to find an amused Nick propped up on his elbows looking at her appreciatively.
"You are sexy as hell, Sara Sidle." He grinned.
She raised an eyebrow at him seductively. "And you haven't even seen me naked yet."
He chuckled. "Can't wait."
As she walked back toward the bed, she began to unzip her jeans and shimmy out of them. Clad in just her bra and panties she crawled back onto the bed and reached for Nick's fly.
He stilled her hands and sat up, pulling her into a soft, deep kiss. As he pulled away he whispered. "Let's go slow."
She pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, leaning down and kissing him as she reached for his fly again. As she broke the kiss she whispered. "Not too slow."
Nick gripped her waist and rolled them over so she was on her back. He leaned down and kissed her, even as she began to tug his jeans downward. He pulled back long enough to kick them off, leaving him clad in only his boxers before turning towards her again.
Sara slid her hand around the back of his head and brought him down into a possessive kiss. They pulled apart a few moments later as Sara began tugging at his boxers.
Nick whispered huskily. "We're not going very slow."
Sara leaned up and kissed him again as she continued pulling at his boxers and as she broke the kiss to catch her breath she whispered back. "We've had three and a half years of foreplay. I don't want to go slow."
Sara smiled at him and trailed her fingers up and down his arm. "They should be leaving pretty soon." The lunch conversation had been stilted at best as Nick and Sara kept looking at each other and Rick and Helen kept grinning at them like a couple of fools.
Nick chuckled and leaned toward her. "You're not anxious are you?"
Sara leaned toward him smiling. "No more so than you are." She laughed softly and then kissed him. As she pulled away, she whispered. "I think they think we're already sleeping together."
Nick let out a soft groan at the thought and kissed her again. They were lost in the experience of kissing each other when they heard someone clear their throat. As they pulled apart and looked in the direction of the noise they noticed Rick and Helen standing there with smiles on their faces.
"We're just heading over to the lodge." Helen looked exceptionally pleased that Sara seemed to have recanted her 'we're just friends' stance.
"Probably won't be back until about eight or nine." Rick added with a knowing smile.
"We could stay out later if you want some privacy." Helen continued to smile. "You know in case you."
Sara cut her off mid-sentence. "Mom!" She was completely mortified
Rick and Helen tried to stifle their smiles.
She raised both eyebrows at her parents hoping that they would get the clue and just leave. "We're fine."
"Thanks for lunch." Nick added with a smile. "Uh, it was just great." He was thoroughly amused at how open Rick and Helen were and how much it embarrassed Sara.
"My pleasure, Nick." Helen smiled and took Rick's hand as they headed out the front door.
"I thought they would never leave." Sara sounded somewhat exasperated.
Nick laughed softly. "Well they're gone now." He grinned at her. "Wanna make out?"
Sara shook her head. "No." A coy smile played at her lips as she stood up and pulled him with her off of the loveseat.
Nick grabbed her around the waist and kissed her neck. "What do you want to do?"
Sara began walking backwards towards the stairs. "I think you know what I want." She leaned up and kissed him, continuing to walk backwards.
Nick stopped her as they reached the stairs and pulled his lips away from hers whispering in her ear. "We should probably just walk up the stairs."
Sara giggled and then leaned in and kissed him again before breaking out of his embrace and pulling him by the hand up the narrow staircase.
They shut the door behind them as they entered Sara's room and immediately were back in each other's arms in the midst of a deep kiss. Sara began tugging at Nick's shirt, finally pushing him away for a moment as she lifted it over his head and let it fall to the floor. She grabbed the hem of her own shirt and pulled it over her head and tossed it to the floor before Nick pulled her back against him and into a hungry kiss.
They continued stumbling backwards in the general direction of the bed as they kissed madly, their hands caressing.
They tumbled onto the bed laughing and scooted upward so they lay facing each other, taking a moment to look at each other and smile before Nick leaned in and began kissing her again.
Sara was conscious only of Nick's lips on hers and how soft and strong they felt. As his tongue delved into her mouth, she was aware of how much she'd wanted this for so long. As his hands splayed out on her back, she found her legs tangling with his. She let out a soft groan as she could feel him becoming aroused.
Nick's fingers fumbled at the back of her bra. The sheer sensation of touching Sara was almost too much for his senses all at once.
Sara's hands splayed out against his chest and her mouth fell completely under his control. She felt his fingers working at the clasp of her bra and she was certain that he'd almost gotten it undone when she heard someone open the door to her bedroom.
"Oh, well you two didn't waste any time." Her mother's tone was amused.
Sara felt completely mortified and she pulled away from Nick breathing heavily as she tried to make sure her bra still covered her. Sara glanced over to see her mother standing there with her eyes closed. "Mother, what do you want!?" Sara was completely exasperated.
"I was just going to tell you where I put the clean towels, but I think I'll let you find them yourself. Sorry, honey. Sorry, Nick. Have fun." Helen closed the door behind her as she left.
Nick couldn't help but laugh at the situation.
Sara swatted at him. "That was so not funny. I don't care what you say; there is no way that was funny." She leveled a serious gaze at him.
He pursed his lips together. "Maybe we should lock the door."
"Good idea." Sara disentangled herself from Nick and refastened her bra as she walked over and locked the door. She turned around to find an amused Nick propped up on his elbows looking at her appreciatively.
"You are sexy as hell, Sara Sidle." He grinned.
She raised an eyebrow at him seductively. "And you haven't even seen me naked yet."
He chuckled. "Can't wait."
As she walked back toward the bed, she began to unzip her jeans and shimmy out of them. Clad in just her bra and panties she crawled back onto the bed and reached for Nick's fly.
He stilled her hands and sat up, pulling her into a soft, deep kiss. As he pulled away he whispered. "Let's go slow."
She pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, leaning down and kissing him as she reached for his fly again. As she broke the kiss she whispered. "Not too slow."
Nick gripped her waist and rolled them over so she was on her back. He leaned down and kissed her, even as she began to tug his jeans downward. He pulled back long enough to kick them off, leaving him clad in only his boxers before turning towards her again.
Sara slid her hand around the back of his head and brought him down into a possessive kiss. They pulled apart a few moments later as Sara began tugging at his boxers.
Nick whispered huskily. "We're not going very slow."
Sara leaned up and kissed him again as she continued pulling at his boxers and as she broke the kiss to catch her breath she whispered back. "We've had three and a half years of foreplay. I don't want to go slow."