Rachel chewed on her fingernails, pacing up and down the dock. She knew it was a bit silly to be so worked up over this simple meeting. Chad had been a friend of hers years ago... more or less. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say they'd been acquaintances. Back then, Rachel had been preoccupied with other people and activities to really pay a whole lot of attention to Chad - although, she did recall he had always been there when she really needed a friend. Twenty years later, this was still true.
She'd called him out of the blue, needing that friendship. And he'd agreed to meet with her. They chose a lake, half-way between their locations. But now, standing on the dock, the cool air causing her light skirt to whisper over her slender calves, she wandered if she should have contacted him.
"Rach..."
The sound of his voice started her and she spun around.
"Chad!" She was a bit surprised he actually showed up. She hadn't been sure.
Chad smiled softly at her, moving closer to pull her into a hug. Before he could pull her against him, the nearly concealed bruise on her cheek caught his attention.
"Rachel?" His fingers brushed softly over the mark, "What's going on?"
Rachel swallowed, moving away from his touch. "Nothing..." She saw the concern flash in his eyes. "Please, hon. I... I"m not ready to talk about it..."
She could tell he didn't want to simply let it go, but eventually he smiled at her again and nodded. He pulled her against him.
Rachel hugged him back, her arms wrapping around him. God it felt good to feel his arms around her. How long had she secretly fantasized about this? How long had she longed to feel his arms around her? She let her fingers slide over his back, her breath uneven.
Chad hesitantly pulled himself away from her, placing a tender kiss on her bruised cheek, his hands holding her upper arms as he gazed into her eyes.
A deep bark shattered the spell surrounding them and Rachel shrieked, losing her balance. Instinctively, she reached for Chad, pulling him into the lake with her, the cold water a quick shock to her system. She came up from the water, sputtering, still holding on to Chad. Together, they laughed, treading water. Chad, still laughing, puller Rachel against him, and lowered his lips to her. The kiss was lighthearted, momentarily. Suddenly, it turned more serious, and deeper. His tongue slipped between her lips, dancing against her tongue.
Rachel's hand slipped around his shoulders as she returned his kiss. She'd never felt such a sudden and strong desire inside her. She pulled away, and, while focusing on his gaze, she smiled softly, reaching down to the hem of her shirt, sliding it over her head and throwing it onto the dock. She grabbed Chad's hand, guiding it down her neck and collar bone, down to her breast. Her nipples hardened immediately, loving the feel of him against her. He bent down his head, kissing along her jaw, and lower. His hands grasped her hips, pulling her against him, grinding against his need.
Rachel groaned low in her throat as he pushed his need against her. Oh God, she'd never wanted someone in this way.
Chad moved his lips expertly over the blonde, lapping up the water droplets on her. His hand slid between them, moving up her leg, to the waistband. As he slid a finger under her skirt, brushing against her pantiless self, she groaned. Her soft groan switched to a desperate whimper has he slid a finger inside her. Rachel bucked against his hand, rocking against him,
With his free hand, Chad pulled his own shirt over his shoulders, then pulled Rachel close again. The feel of his rough chest against her sensitive, hungry nipples caused her to whimper. "Chad?"
Chad simply looked deep into her eyes as she slid his hands to the waistband of her skirt. He slipped the thin skirt over her legs and she slid out of it, smiling nervously as he tossed the fabric onto the dock. She licked a water drop off his neck, up to his ear, as she unbuttoned his jeans. She slipped one hand inside the fabric, and immediately discovered that the cold water had no negative consequence on his anatomy. they both groaned as her fingers wrapped around his hard cock, rocking her smooth, shaved, body against his thigh. The denim was rough against her, exciting her even more. She could feel the pressure starting to build, even from this small amount of contact.
"I need you inside me!" Rachel exclaimed, then suddenly turned red, pulling back from him. "I mean... I'm sorr..."
Chad put his finger over her lips. "I need to be inside you." He whispered, pushing the wet jeans off himself, his gaze never leaving her lust-filled eyes. Her hips bucked against his touch as he slipped a finger over her need, reveling in how wet she was. He pushed his finger into her, holding her as she rocked against him. He slid another finger inside, still watching her. As the pressure built inside her from the expertly delivered thrusts of his fingers inside her, she gripped him tighter, stoking him....
