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Mary is photograpghed in latex and leather.
We're silent watching the sun meet the lake. It doesn't take long before it disappears completely and the darkness of night begins to set in.
With the sun gone, the air starts to get cooler. I shiver slightly and try to wrap my sweatshirt tighter. Laying on my side, I feel your hand feel my shoulder, pulling me closer to you to try to warm me up. My hair falls away from my neck a bit, and before I realize it, your lips are grazing my skin. Your mouth is soft and moist, and my eyes close as I roll onto my back. Kissing up my neck your lips find mine and I taste you for the first time, softly at first, growing deeper.
You roll closer to me as your mouth continues to explore mine. Feeling your body press against me, your hands move over my body from my neck, down my side, finding my ass. Our lips part for a moment, and you look at me. I smile and shiver again.
"We should get going, it's getting really cold out here," you say.
I agree and we part and begin pushing sand over the fire to put it out. Gathering the blankets, we walk in the moonlight back to the cars. With the cars loaded, the moment grows awkward. I suddenly realize I hadn't thought ahead to really think about where I was going to stay tonight. Going through my mental list of "up north" friends, I decide who to call once we part.
Turning to you, I reach to give you a hug. "I had a nice night," I say.
"I didn't think it was over," you reply.
I must have had a puzzled look on my face, because you chuckle and tell me to follow you back to your house.
"You didn't think I was going to just let you drive off this late at night alone, did you," you say with a smirk. "Come on, it's not that far." With that you turn and get in your car. Smiling, I get in mine and follow you out of the parking lot.
The drive is quiet and I keep the radio off so I can hear my thoughts. Of course, I can't begin to figure out what I am thinking. All I know is that I am following you back to your house and have no idea where the rest of the night will lead.
Arriving at your house, you lead me through the door. Once it's closed, you push me back against it, kissing me hard on the mouth, your tongue pushing and feeling mine. I moan and your hands urgently explore my body. I grab at your back, pulling your body closer. Then, as quickly as you kissed me, you stop. Breathless, I gasp and try to pull you back to me, groaning in frustration.
You resist with a smile and turn to walk into the house. I drop my backpack and follow you, looking around the house. I notice the window overlooking the lake and walk toward it. The moon is reflecting off the water, and despite the darkness in the house, it lights the room. I can hear you behind me. And soon your arms are wrapped around me and you are kissing the back of my neck.
I turn around to face you. Grabbing my hand you start walking.
"Come on, I'll show you where you can sleep," you say.
Picking up my bag, I follow you into a bedroom. I turn around to grab you, and you hug me and kiss me lightly on the mouth, softly.
"Good night," you whisper.
Confused, I ask, "aren't you going to tuck me in?"
"Not tonight," you respond. "Sleep well."
You close the door behind you as you leave. Frustrated and very confused, I pick up my bag, change my clothes and crawl into the cool sheets. The clock next to the bed says 1:30 a.m. 30 minutes later, I couldn't stand it anymore. My feet hit the floor and the door squeaks as it opens. Walking lightly down the hall, I peak into your bedroom. The moonlight lets me see that you appear to be sleeping.
I push the door wider and your eyes slowly open. I guess you weren't as asleep as I thought.
Without a word, I crawl into bed with you.