Page 12 of One Last Summer


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Ben follows one of the paths on the ranch until we reach the area that has a small river running toward the lake that sits in the middle of their property. It takes me a moment to realize what I’m looking at.

There’s a blanket set up on the ground along with two pillows and another blanket on top. Flameless tea lights are placed all around the blanket casting an orange glow while the sound of the trickling river sounds around us. It’s pure romantic.

“You did all this?” I ask him.

He nods. “Wanted you to myself before the night is over.”

I rise to my tiptoes to kiss him, deepening the kiss but he pulls away.

“Let’s not get too carried away yet.” He chuckles and climbs out of the UTV, walking around to my side to help me out before leading me over to the blanket by the hand. “Thought we could star gaze.”

I squeeze his hand. This is something we do when we want to be alone. His house is always bustling with his brothers and mine isn’t an option to be alone because usually if I’m there it means I’m looking after my younger siblings.

We settle onto the blanket, lying side by side with our heads on the pillow. Ben pulls the blanket over us. It’s not cold but this far from everyone else out in the open plains it’s a little chillier. Besides, even if it weren’t, I’ll never complain about cuddling with Ben under a blanket.

We’re joined by the hand, staring up at the sky for a few minutes when I think about how this is the last time we’ll do this. Secretly, I hope it’s the last time this summer and not ever. I’m going to miss him so much.

In many ways, Ben is my happiness. It’s not that I don’t want to help with my siblings—I love them more than anything. There are times I wish that I could just be a regular girl who comes and goes as she pleases. Mostly, one who was leaving for college. Preferably to South Carolina.

It’s hard not to feel like everyone else around me is moving on with their lives, while I’m standing still watching.

“I just saw a shooting star. Did you see it?” Ben’s voice says in the darkness.

I nod because I’m still trying to collect myself after the direction my thoughts have taken.

His weight shifts and he rolls over the top of me, looking down. “Gill, what’s going on in that head of yours?” he asks in a soft voice.

I smile through the tears building in my eyes.

When I don’t say anything, he bends down and kisses my forehead, resting his lips there for a moment. “We are going to be fine,” he says against my skin and pulls back so I see the soft glow of the tealights on his face.

I’m not afraid Ben’s going to run off to college and hook up with a bunch of different girls. He’s not that kind of guy. But people grow apart and I’m worried that as soon as he sees what the rest of the world has to offer, he’s not going to be interested in anything or anyone Willowbrook has to offer.

“Just promise me that if you feel your feelings toward me changing, that you’ll talk to me about it.”

He shakes his head before my sentence is complete. “That’s not going to happen.”

“Promise me.” He meets my gaze.

“I promise, but that’s not going to happen. You’re the one for me. Part of the reason I’m doing this is for us. So that I can give you the life you deserve.”

“I only want you.” I place my hand on his cheek and he bends down and kisses me.

The kiss starts innocent enough but morphs into one of desperation and need. Soon my hands are in his hair and his hard length is pressing into my thigh. Before I know it, we’re both stripped of our clothes, he’s put on a condom and he’s hovering above me, the stars glimmering over his shoulders.

“You have my word that I will always love you, Gill. No matter what.” He eases inside of me.

I moan on an exhale and wrap my arms around him, pulling him to me until my breasts are pressed against his hard chest. My face rests on his neck as he slowly draws himself in and out, and my nipples harden.

Ben grunts and pulls back to stare into my eyes.

Our gazes lock as he makes love to me. At moments our lips meet but we never kiss for long, preferring instead to watch one another.

Everything he’s said to me over the past several weeks is alive in his eyes. Every promise, every declaration, every oath.

Tears gather once again in my eyes but not out of fear or sadness, but from joy.

Ben rolls us over on the blanket so that I’m on top and I circle my hips. It feels freeing straddling him naked and having my chest exposed to the night air.

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