You ever start writing something and have it kind of mutate along the way? This is kind of one of those times.
Tori twists around, flashing me a brilliant smile from where she's rinsing the dishes from dinner. My throat goes dry and it feels as though everything around us drops away. The light hanging over Tori only serves to magnify her beauty, golden flecks of light catch in her hair and seem to draw me to her. I push away from the dinner table and push towards Tori, like any space between us is too much.
"Hey, there." She comments, raising an eyebrow as I step towards her and come to a halt in front of the pile of dishes that are ready to be loaded into the dish washer. I push the urge to blush deep into my insides, and force myself to play it cool, to act like my heart isn't trying to smash through my chest.
"Hey." I reply, finding a soft smile hitching itself to my lips without even really thinking about it. I take the plates into my hands and load them for Tori, while she finishes the last few dishes. Only a few moments later and we're both standing in the kitchen, watching the stars outside when Tori slinks closer to me and drapes an arm over my shoulder. I can feel her torso pressing against my back, sending electricity rushing though my veins.
"We should go for a swim." Tori's words travel past her lips and enrapture me. Her voice is so much lower than usual, just above a rumble, it might be the sexiest thing I've ever heard. I can feel her warm breath tickling my and I feel as though I'm going to melt into her arms.
"W-we can do that." I reply, pushing the words through my trembling lips. Tori slides away from me, a look of satisfaction coloring her features. Spinning around, we're face to face, her velvet lips are only inches from mine. Her eyes are smoldering with promises of a night that I'll never forget.
Tori darts forward, placing a chaste kiss on my lips for the briefest of moments, before entwining her fingers through mine. Before I can sort the thoughts spiraling through my mind, I feel Tori push towards the door, dragging me in her wake.
"Don't we need our bathing suits?" I stammer as Tori and I tumble out of the doorway, hurtling towards the waterfront. My heart is racing, and more thoughts than I care to count push their way into my mind. I can barely focus on the path ahead of me, let alone wrench my eyes away from the angel in front of me.
We amble through the twists and turns of the a path winding along the lake. Tori's hand never strays from my own. I relish the contact between us. We've only been a couple for a few stolen days, but I don't think I can picture my life without her. Some people would call it puppy love, but I'm sure this is something more, something that runs deeper.
"How about here?" Tori's voice pries me from my thoughts, drawing my eyes towards her as she points towards an isolated body of water. There's even a small stretch of sand along the edge. In a word, it's perfect. A flash of white appear before me, a wide grin spreading across Tori's face as she bounces up and down slightly.
Without another word, Tori's fingers slide from mine, and she stretches her long legs to their fullest capacity as she bounds towards the sand. I trail behind her, cautiously avoiding contact with any of the plants that litter the way down. There's no trail and I wonder if we're among the first people to swim here for a long time.
"So…what are we going to swim-" The word catches in my throat as Tori reaches down and pulls her blouse over her head, the toned contours of her abdomen coming into my line of sight. My heart leaps around in my chest, missing beats and pummeling my ribs all the while.
Tori tosses the blouse to the ground, I force my eyes to follow it's path as it flutters within the wind. I know Tori is topless in front of me, but I don't want her to get the impression I'm staring, no matter how much a want to. From the corner of my eye, I can see her curves stand out against the moonlight, a lacy purple bra enclosing her chest, and preserving her modesty.
"Robbie, what are you looking at?" Tori's words trailing through the night with an air of worry contained within. I chew on the inside of my lip and arc my gaze towards her face. Even in the moonlight, I can see the lines of worry written within Tori's face, like something is bothering her.
"I'm uh…trying not to stare." I mumble, the words bleeding together despit my best attempts to sound more like a man and less like a scared rabbit. Tori's expression shifts again, like she's realized there's nothing to worry about. She pushes towards me, swaying her hips more than she usually would, determination brewing within her eyes as the distance between us disappears.
"You can stare if you want, I'm going to." Tori's speaks with a rasp, her eyes smoldering with an intensity that tightens my throat and leaves me fighting for breath. I can scarcely believe this is the same girl that I know, no movement is mistimed, she's still captivating, but in an entirely new and dangerous way.
"S-so…" I motion toward my clothing, pinching my shirt between my fingers and lifting it towards Tori, the unspoken question passing between us as she nods. Screwing my eyes shut, separating myself from reality, I lift my t-shirt over my head, preparing myself for the laughter that's inevitably going to burst forth from Tori. Hesitating, I freeze with my shirt halfway over my head. I can't bare for this dream to end yet. I can't bare for her to wake up to the reality that I'm nothing special, that I'll never shine as bright as she does.
"Robbie, open your eyes." As my eyelids slid open, I'm confronted by Tori's face. Her eyes are wide and brimming with concern, though I can see the ashes of her lust lingering deeper within them. Her fingers skate over my hands, taking control of them and dragging my shirt the rest of the way over my head. When I next catch her in my sight, there's no laughter, no mockery, just Tori. Her hands are resting on her hips as her eyes are wandering up and down my body, like it's something that commands her attention.
"You have nothing to worry about." She murmurs, leaning towards me and nipping at my ear playfully. I feel a warmth swell in my chest from her kind words, colliding directly with the fiery passion that her touch ignites within me. Stepping forward, I sweep her into a kiss, pouring all of my passion into it and hoping she understands just how much she means to me, just how much I need her.
Tori's slender fingers skate over my back, through the expanse of my curly hair, like she's enveloping me. Our kiss deepens, and I can almost forget how amazing she is and how insignificant I am, it's not Robbie and Tori. I'm just kissing the girl that makes my heart flutter, the girl that makes every day worth waking up to.
Tori's lips stray from my mouth, dancing over my skin like the most delicate ballerina. The heat races from my skin and spreads within me, it pools in the most obvious of places as Tori forces herself closer. I shudder as Tori's hand grazes against my hip, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Leaning down, I pepper her collarbone with kisses, stumbling through my movements like an infant that's never had to walk before. Tori throws her head back, a moan passing through her lips and laying my fears to rest, at least for a moment.
Then in a second, the moment is gone.
Tori presses a finger to my chest, forcing the space to grow between us. Tori's chest rises and falls, her lips are swollen and she's panting from our heated encounter. My mind fogs again, doubt plaguing me once more. Then a sly smile creeps across Tori's face, like she knows a secret. Her fingers skate across her tanned stomach, the muscles contracting as she fights to regain her breath. They linger over the waistband for a few stolen seconds before she pops the button and the sound of her zipper flying downwards fills the nights air. The lace of her underwear comes into view, purple just like her bra. Her curves stand out against the moonlight, hours of exercise toning her body into what stands before me, yet never warping her femininity in the slightest.
When she shimmy's her hips out of her shorts it's like poetry in motion, Tori is grace personified and my heart feels like it's going to explode. I can only stand rooted to the spot as she pirouettes, revealing the tiny pair of lace panties that she's just barely wearing. I feel like all of the blood has drained from my brain and headed south, a painful throbbing within my shorts sending my hands scrambling to cover my shame. Tori peers back at me, the depth of her coffee colored eyes finally becoming apparent to me as I watch her push towards me. It's an amazing sight, I wonder just how Tori manages to contain so many emotions within her eyes at once, anxiety, fear and lust all battle for dominance within them.
She steps towards me, a flicker of amusement crosses her face as she reaches me, as she sees me staring back at her with my jaw hanging uselessly, as she notices my hands clasped in front of me. Forcing my mouth shut with a clap, I find Tori's hands covering mine and then trailing past them, lingering on the buckle of my belt. Her eyes meet mine, a devilish smile swallowing any apprehension she had been harboring as her fingers clasp my belt buckle, yanking it open and pulling my belt through several loops on my jeans in her enthusiasm.
"Tori…" I begin to speak, but her lips collide with mine, silencing me immediately, shutting down my mind immediately. I can almost taste the desire within her, the feelings reverberate within me and echo my own. I nip lightly at her lip, catching her off guard and send her previously calculated fingers skittering along my waist as she tries to pop the button to my jeans open.
It's all too simple though, by the time my brain registers another thought, my jeans are part of the way down my thighs and Tori is smiling at me impishly. Then with a giggle, she whirls around and pushes towards the water, leaving me on the shoreline with my jeans pooled around my ankles, transfixed by the scant amount of lace covering her backside. Kicking off the offending article of clothing, step forwards, trying to shove the memories of Tori's body to the back of my mind, trying to shove the desire raging within me to the back of my mind so that I can enjoy a simple swim with my girlfriend.
Yeah, that'll happen.
Yeah, it wasn't full on M rated material, but once I started writing it just seemed like I would be rushing things if they jumped into full on sex right now. This story has been going on for a while, but within the story they haven't exactly been dating a long time so it needs to be baby steps. Most of the next part is already written and it's shall we say, a lot more action packed already.
Anyways, pretty anxious to see what people thought...leave a review, let me know :)