previous … I’ll take that lightening rod of yours and break it in two! I’ll twist it around. Doesn’t yours have two glass balls? I’ll break those fucking balls with a couple shots from my pump action bb gun!!

Both laugh hard. Nick laughs at Jessica’s face looking at him like she’d really do it …

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Later, around nine thirty.

“Hmmm … You shot your gun off pretty good tonight.  Look …. .”

Jessica holds her palm open.  Nick looks down.  Smiles.

… you do nice work sweet girl.

Ummm … my pleasure …

Jessica rolls off the bed. Nick watches her naked body pass by the foot of the bed; that little pouch she carries on her tummy, those perfect breasts. Her white skin, so soft.

Nick hears water running in the bathroom.

Falling into a dream state Nick visualizes the night they walked north along the shoreline, returning back to the cottage; a clear cool night bordering on cold, a three quarter moon when lake water became choppy from a north wind suddenly blown in …  pushing against them.

I’m cold Nick.

Nick walks backward shielding Jessica from the wind while Jessica pulls her hoody tight around her face.

Five minutes later, “Let’s get out of the wind Nick, I’m really cold.”

Nick leads Jessica  toward a wooden deck attached to an unoccupied cottage set back from the shoreline.

Nick has Jessica lie on her back,  straddles her body, slowly lowers his body onto hers, their faces inches apart.

Nick looks down at Jessica’s oval shaped face framed by the hoody pulled tightly, Jessica’s eyes sparkling with smile.

Nick’s knees and thighs encapsulate Jessica’s  legs, his feet next to here ankles keeping her legs and feet warm, he clasps his elbows along Jessica’s side, pulling her tightly against him so she can feel his warmth.

One arm around the back of her head, the other free to touch her face,  their faces inches apart, looking into each other, while Nick’s warmth drains into Jessica’s body.

Cheeks together Nick whispers into Jessica’s ear, “Where are you cold sweet girl?

My left side a little.

Nick lifts himself inches from her body, shifts his weight, then settles back down.   .  .

Whispering … That’s good Nick.  .

Within the dream Nick sees another vision; the soft down along Jessica’s jawline drawing near, inches from his face then darkness, a replay of the last moment before he kissed Jesica for the first time in 7th grade.

“You’re fuzzy cheek, Jessica.”

Whispering. “Yes, I know. You’ve told me a thousand times.  

Your ….

Jessica forces her face to rise her mouth locks on to Nick’s.  Her hips raised she thrusts  her tongue into into Nick’s mouth, her hand behind his head pulling him closer; deeper inside.

She kisses him with passion, her mouth wide, her breathing forceful.  Their tongues wrap and explore.  Each in turn suck the other’s tongue deeply inside,  drawing downward … inward … to the deepest points of their physicality’s as if to inhale each other inside of themselves.

Jessica’s hips thrust upward.  Nick grinds down against her pubic bone.

Jessica shifts her hips more upward.  Nick’s hard on rides over Jessica’s clit, the inflated bottom of his cock fitting into her vulva; his clit against hers they move in unison, pushing against each other, making adjustments to find spots of pleasure, assuming different movements, each giving and sharing, their tongues dancing with improvisation, their pace rising and falling, long moments of brief thrusts when pleasure spots are discovered.

The breeze curls itself around their bodies, bonding them as one; two halves of a single entity aspiring to give ultimate pleasure … the sacred bond.

………

Nick opens his eyes when he feels Jessica’s tiny kisses on his eyes and forehead and cheek.  When he sees the the varnished pinewood ceiling above the bed, he realizes he’s been dreaming about an experience they shared months ago.

 Do you wanna play with me sweet boy?  My vibrator’s been on long charge all day?

Nick rolls Jessica onto her back, looks down at her face, his finger gently parts the soft hairs between her legs, curls the length of his finger, softly rests it over her wet pussy, letting it slowly sink below the surface, half submerged within her warm pussy juice, her labia partially wrapped around his finger, his palm and the base of his finger resting … but not pushing …  against her clit.

Jessica’s torso slowly rises.  Nick feels his curved finger drawn further  into her wet warm pussy.

Nick slowly draws his curved finger out of Jessica’s pussy,  until a single drop of pussy juice separate his finger from her lips.  Jessica rises against Nick’s finger as he slowly slides his finger into her, his finger curved upward  … a slight gasp each time Nick’s finger draws outward then slowly back inside two or three knuckles deep then back out, the slow pace of a leisurely fuck.

Nick hears the snap and  buzz of the vibrator.

Jessica whispers …  Oh Nick … it feels so good.

Jessica tilts her head back, her lips slightly parted drawing in air at the top of her lungs, her neck exposed.  Nick kisses Jessica below her jawline.  She turns her head to the side her little gasps coming more quickly.

“Your fuzzy cheek Jessica.”

Whispering … I know Nick, you’ve told me a thousand times …

Nick senses rather than sees the smile on Jessica’s face.

The vibrations spread to Nick’s curved finger slowly moving in and out…

Still whispering … Oh Nick … it feels so good.  Fuck me Nick, I love you so ….

 

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