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We step outside into the night that is cooling off but is still comfortable. Holding my hand, Zeke leads me away from the pool and onto the path Isabelle told me leads to the small family cemetery which I guess I didn’t realize people still had but rich people are weird.
“It’s starting to rain,” I say, feeling the first of the rain they forecasted.
“That’s the best time to go,” he says, grinning. This is a rare glimpse of Zeke.
“Jericho was away a lot growing up, first with school, then traveling so Zoë and I would have hours and hours at home on our own. When our father was away, it was glorious. Summers spent in the pool and running around the woods. Mom was different when he was gone, too. She was relaxed and happy. This is one of the good places.”
We walk in silence, my hand in his, and, about ten minutes later, he steps off the path and into tall grass. A few minutes after that, when I’m wondering if we’re lost, Zeke points.
“See it?”
I look up and not too much farther, I see a huge weeping willow standing nearly on its own, its branches bowing almost to the ground.
“Wow.”
He smiles as I stare up at the beautiful towering tree. We walk underneath it where the ground is covered in soft, pillowy moss. I slip off my shoes. “It’s beautiful and so peaceful.” All I can hear are crickets.
“And completely private,” Zeke says as I turn in a circle looking up into the endless branches.
I shift my gaze to Zeke. He walks me backward until my back touches the trunk of the tree. His eyes have gone dark, and my body responds, knowing what he wants. He wraps an arm around my waist and weaves his other hand into my hair to kiss me. I open to him, my arms coming around his shoulders. He guides us down to kneel in the lush grass. He draws back to take a breath, slipping my top off before undoing my jeans, sliding one hand into my panties before kissing me again, his fingers wrapping around my sex.
“Do you bring all your girlfriends here?” I ask casually, not even thinking about what I’m saying.
He draws back. “I don’t have girlfriends.”
That is sobering.
He kisses me again, his fingers moving. “You’re the first person I’ve ever brought here.”
I moan against his mouth kissing him back even as I know I should stop, but unable to. When this ends, it’s going to hurt. I know that. But I can have this now, can’t I? I draw back long enough to pull his shirt over his head, glancing over his shoulder in the direction of the house.
“No one can see us,” he says reassuringly.
He kisses me again, his cock hard between us. His eyes are full dark when he stops to take my jeans and panties off. I undo his jeans, reach inside to fist his cock.
With a grin he lays me back kneeling between my legs. He looks down at me then bends his head to lick me, gripping my hips, tilting my pelvis up.
I open my legs and moan, my fingers in his hair. I’ll take this. I’ll take what he can give and forget all of that other stuff for just a little while.
My breath catches as he sucks my clit, hooking two fingers inside me, finding just that perfect spot that has me arching my back and clawing the soft ground as I come, moaning.
I watch him when it’s over. He sits back on his heels and wipes his glistening lips with the back of his hand.
“Come here,” he tells me, gesturing with his hand. I kneel in front of him.
With a fist in my hair, he draws my face to his and kisses me hard, making me taste myself on him before he pushes my head down. I brace myself on my hands, my ass high in the air as he pushes into my mouth again, thrusting my head forward and back over himself, fucking my face hard and this time, when he stills deep in my throat, I taste the salt of him and hear his moan of pleasure as he empties down my throat.
When he draws me off, come I couldn’t swallow spills from my mouth onto the ground. I look at it, then up at him.
“Don’t waste that,” he says, guiding my head down.
I lick it up.
“That’s a very good girl, Blue,” he whispers and draws me up to kiss me again before taking me in his arms and laying me down, laying down beside me.
As if the rain were waiting for just this moment, it begins to pour, the sound of it seeming to isolate us in our little space here, under this tree, this protected space. This is why he brought me here. I inhale deeply the smell of fresh rain in this small, green oasis and look at him. He closes his eyes and I can’t drag mine away and all I can think is how beautiful he is.
I can take this. I can have this, have him even if it’s just for a little while. It’s a bad idea. The worst. But I tuck myself closer to him, shivering.
