Homecoming

Raspberry lime sorbet, my favourite vacation dessert. Dani and I spent endless hours at the ice cream shop trying new flavours and annoying the teenagers trying to have a date.

Here we were again, sitting across from each other at a round marbled table, having ice cream, but now we weren't trying to mess with love lives, we were trying to understand it ourselves:

- And all this happened in two days? - Dani asked, with an eyebrow arched up and a cynic look after I filled her in on the sexcapades.

- Yeah. - We started at each other in silence for a second. - What is it so bad?

- Whatever you did with my brother-I don't want to know-probably not. Married guy? Yeah. Really bad.

- I know. We've been over this...

- I'll never let it down.

- I know.

- Are you breaking up with him?

- What makes you think that? - I remember Nathan thought the same thing.

- Because Adam is single.

- It's not serious with Nathan.

- Did you tell him about Adam?

- Well... yeah.

Dani smiled like she had caught me in a trap, just like Adam smiled. That shark smile must run in the family. I couldn't think of Adam and look at Dani, it was too weird. But the damage had been done. Even after we change the topic of conversation, go back to the beach, and spend the rest of the afternoon until after sunset at the beach talking about every other subject, my mind, at every spare second, went right back to Adam. I kept hoping he would appear out of nowhere, but he never did; and when Dani asked, not at all subtly, if I wanted to go back to hers and maybe run into someone, I just said:

- I don't think so.

Yes, I wanted him, but I wanted him to want me. I couldn't bear to chase another man just to have my heart broken, not again, so I needed to wait until I was sure.

By the time I got home, the sky was dark blue, but not quite dark just yet. Two more cars were parked on the street in front of our house, I thought great... Was I about to endure a second party for people I didn't care about; knowing that Adam wouldn't even be here this time because he was back at Dani's? Nope.

So I began making my way around my parents' Jeep, the midlife-crisis-beach-mobile, that was parked on the side of the house. I peek inside and see my dad talking to a bunch of other old men in the kitchen. Even if I snuck in the back, I still had to walk through the kitchen to get upstairs. But at least I could wait in the back. Right after I walked past the windshield of the Jeep, I heard him:

- Well, hello again.

- How did you find me? I was so sneaky.

- Just out for a smoke.

Nathan never smoked a cigarette in his life, that's what he used to say when he just wanted to step out for air; a technique he employed quite a bit when we snuck out on public functions.

- What are you doing? - He asked.

- Waiting for the coast to be clear.

- Well, want some company?

I felt conflicted at this point, after hearing Angela and Dani, but I didn't have much time to think. Soon I felt his body coming up and touching mine from behind, I crossed my arms, tighter with each closer breath of his. I felt his fingers on my thighs sliding up under my skirt at a glacial pace.

He slowly hooked my underwear with the tips of his fingers and began pulling it down.

- Stop - I finally said. My eyes were stuck inside the house, watching the people who could easily look out the window and see us at any time.

I felt Nathan’s chest inflate behind me, touching my back. He brushed my neck with his jaw and whispered in my ear.

- Stop me.

I felt him pull his trunks down, just enough. He pressed himself closer to me. My arms uncrossed and I pressed my palms against the hood of the car. Our rhythm was always perfect. He held me by the hips and pushed my torso forward with his, slowly bending the two of us forward. At this point my skirt was pretty much useless, and my ass was completely exposed. I didn’t want him to stop, he knew that when he touched me gently between the legs to feel how wet I was.

I closed my eyes and felt him tease me with his tip, brushing me from the outside, getting me hotter and wetter before he stuck the tip in. I barely reacted, that’s what he wanted. As hot as this was, we had to keep quiet.

So he continued, very slowly, deeper, until he was all the way inside me.

I felt him touch his forehead against my back and let out a breath. I bit my lip and breathed in deeply. His hands ran from my hips up the sides of my body.

He thrusted inside of me. Again. Again. It took everything in my power to not make a sound, I didn’t even want to look at the kitchen window. I just wanted to enjoy this moment, we both knew it would be the last.

Nathan never pulled out completely, only enough so that he could thrust back in harder inside of me. One of his hands came around and held me by the neck and his face came right next to mine, all I could hear was his breath. Even if I tried to move, he was holding me in place. Every time I felt him deeper inside of me I clenched instinctively, his throat vibrated against my neck with his deep moans.

Then he thrusts hard, deep inside, and stopped, letting his body weight push his cock inside of me. He filled me completely, and I loved taking him in. I gasped, and let the hot air out slowly out of my throat, I felt Nathan gently kiss my bottom lip. His hands slid back down to my hips, he pushed himself up just enough and began thrusting faster, the way he always did and always hit me in all the right spots. I could hear myself moan now, I tried holding back as much as I could, but the more Nathan fucked me the louder I wanted to scream. He thrusted and stopped, like he did before, and laid on top of me again, pressing me against the hood of the car. I couldn't move at all, the pressure in my body made the butterflies from the orgasm intensify, I heard Nathan's moans in my ear and felt him cum inside of me. I couldn't hold my noise in anymore. We came, we moaned, we let ourselves melt on top of each other, and laid there for what would never feel like enough time.

When I finally felt brave enough, I look into the kitchen to see no one there anymore. I relaxed and felt Nathan pull out of me, sending a wave of aftershock through my body. He kissed my shoulder and we both stood pulling our clothes back on. I turned to face his bright, satisfied smile. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me, I pulled him close by the hips. We let our kiss shift to a hug, and he whispered in my ear:

- I love you, Mary. - For the first time.

- I love you, Nathan.

We kissed again, for the last time, and went our separate ways. Me to the back of the house, him out toward the front.

Then I heard him, and the smile faded from my face:

- Ange? - He sounded surprised, but crushed at the same time.

- Seriously Nathan? - Angela said in a normal tone, but she was clearly crying and very, very angry. - Her?! She's a child!

- Angela!

Every cell in my body froze completely where I stood, hearing their voices fade down the street.