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“Are you going to do dirty, inappropriate things to me now?” I ask innocently, playing with two fingers in my hair, feeling movie-like wicked.
With a throaty sound, he jumps at me over the couch and I barely manage to escape capture at the last moment. I dive to the panoramic front and lean my back against the window in my sheer dress. All of Seattle can see me now, at least in my imagination because we’re too high up for anyone to notice. I bite my lip and gaze innocently at Bren. “So? Will you?”
“Lou.” He takes a few more steps in my direction, but then stops.
I look at him again, unable to get enough of this contradiction, this beauty and wildness, and the almost unbearable seriousness.
“I love you,” Bren blurts out, breathlessly, struggling that much to control himself. But it disarms me.
This time when he comes toward me, I stop and let myself be pressed against the glass during his kiss, feeling the coolness against my back and the hot waves in my body. Bren picks me up effortlessly and I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling his abdomen close to mine. My hands reach into his hair, clinging to it as I push harder against him. A warm sweetness flows through me, wanting to feel him fully, absolutely. But Bren takes his time. He gathers the front of the dress and pulls it over my head, exposing my stomach and breasts. I surrender to his onslaught of kisses and the caresses of his fingers that seem to know my body better than I do.
I don’t know how much time has passed or when he removed his shorts before I feel him enter me, filling me. The feeling overwhelms me, it’s familiar and brand new. He remains motionless with parted lips and the city lights shine on his face. He encompasses a forbidden kind of beauty.
“Oh, Lou.” For a moment, he rests his forehead against mine and I know he’s everything I want. Is everything I’ve ever wanted. I love him so much it hurts and I feel it all at the same time. Him inside me, his hands that hold me tight and won’t let go, the coolness of the glass on my back, and the fine layer of sweat between our pressed-together bodies.
He gently begins to move inside me and I drape my arms around his neck and wrap my legs tightly around his waist. He slides deeper inside me, gasping, and I feel his effort to hold back, to be gentle. He’s afraid of hurting me, but his desire is intoxicating and echoes inside me. I get drunk on it. Automatically, I arch toward him, feeling the heat in my abdomen like waves coursing through me.
At some point, he stops.
“This is going too fast,” he whispers to me.
“So what? We have all night,” I whisper back, but he shakes his head, displeased with himself. As if I were as light as a feather, he carries me to the desk without our bodies separating. He lays me on the smooth wood and pulls my legs up so my feet rest on his shoulders.
He pulls me toward him by my waist and I feel him moving deeper inside me in this position. I’m getting even hotter but my body seems too constrictive for all my feelings.
“Do you like this?” he asks roughly, leaning forward a little.
I nod and bite my lip. “It’s not dirty and inappropriate, is it?” I say teasingly.
“No.” He stands still and I put my hands on his chest, feeling his smooth, sinewy muscles. His heart is racing.
He looks at me, tracing my eyebrows with his index finger and moving downward over my cheek to the middle of my chin. “What is it you are doing to me that makes me love you so much?”
“What is it you are doing to me that I love you so much?” I whisper back, which seems to make him forget everything he’s trying to do.
He grabs my waist, pulling me toward him as he thrusts forward. Again, a wave of sweetness and desire rushes through me.
“Bren,” I whisper. “Don’t stop this time, okay?”
His eyes sparkle and he pauses for a moment. “Or what?”
“Or I’ll never wear this dress for you again!” I say, tugging at the silk that lies like a veil under my back.
“A terrible threat.” Bren leans over and kisses me so passionately, it takes my breath away. “I can’t allow that.”
This time, he takes me fiercely as if indulging in his desires from the past few months. Blood pounds in my ears as my body lurches across the smooth wood. Our eyes are locked the entire time. I feel like I’m melting everywhere. As if through a fog, I hear myself panting. Again and again. And every time I do that, Bren grips my hips tighter and pulls me even more relentlessly toward him, moving even deeper inside me. His breathing is ragged. The silk crackles and sparks, and eventually, Bren grabs my breasts and my name explodes out of his mouth, a whisper, a scream, maybe both in a row or at the same time. The heat inside me turns into an unstoppable flow of happiness and fire and a wild flicker flashes before my eyes. I hear myself gasp, sigh, and gasp, and for seconds, the surroundings blur in a whirlpool of colors. Moments later, Bren slumps over me and rests his forehead against mine, eyes closed.
My feet slide off his shoulders and Bren pulls out, climbing next to me so we’re both lying on the massive desk. He wraps his arms around me and I can feel his heart beating in unison with mine against my chest.
“This has got to be forever,” he murmurs, his breath brushing my lips. “This thing between us is simply forever, Lou.”
He seems far away, trapped in a distant dream, yet he is with me as if on a plane between reality and dream. Suddenly, I know he’s right. Although everything is different than the night at the lake, more real with sharper contours, it seems to me that this is just the natural course of things. Bren and I belong together in every way. Mentally and physically.
We kiss and his tongue is cool and soft.
“We’ll never part again,” I say resolutely afterward. “Never. Never. Never.”
“Find three words for it,” he whispers.
