ALLURING

 

     Next morning, I had just gotten dressed in shorts and T-shirt when Daniel called and wanted to know if I would like to join

him and Jason on a trail hike.

   “Sure.” I agreed without much thought to the dreams and things.

   “Good, we’ll be there shortly then.”

   I hung up the phone then run upstairs for my hiking boots and put them on then locked up the house and waited outside cause I knew it wouldn’t take them long to get here the way Daniel drove. Sure enough, they soon roared up the drive in Daniel’s Camero.

   The black thing stopped right about where I stood and Jason swung the door open from the seat without getting out. I crawled in the backseat then turned around. Facing them, I noticed both were grinning from ear to ear about something.

   “What is so funny now?” I asked as I begin to chuckle with them.

   “We weren’t sure if we could get you out of the house today with all this stuff about a change,” Jason teased, “Know what I mean?”

   I grabbed the front seat just as Daniel asked, “Are we ready?”

   “Oh yeah,” I said, sliding toward the seat and leaned over the center console. Daniel puts the thing in gear and we rolled out of the driveway toward our adventure for the day.

   We had decided on hiking the old mountain, but it didn’t matter to me as long as we went.  We finally pulled into a lot.

   I grabbed the front seat just as Daniel asked, “Are we ready?”

filled with cars and people everywhere. Some with backpacks or duffle bags with kids or just alone. Daniel found a spot to park near the back row. I followed Jason out and stood there staring up the side of that mountain. It had to be the largest one I had ever seen before.

Jason nudged me with his forearm and asked, “What ya think?”

I looked over at him and asked, “How often do you two hike this thing?”

Jason didn’t have the chance to reply before Daniel said, “Not often. That thing is high. We ain’t ever been all the way up at one setting,” coming around the rear of the car.

I looked back up toward the top, only to see people on the trail that looked like ants crawling out of the mound. Jason nudged me as he went forward followed by Daniel.

   The path was wide and rocky as we headed up the steep climb. People from all walks of life were doing the same thing. Many had partners while others were single. We spent the day hiking and being boys where we ran off the trail and into the woods deep away from the light of day as we sought out one another. We were having fun and fun was what we needed. Not all that crappy other stuff, which would come later on. I leaped from the dark woods and noticed the sun going down on the opposite side so I yelled at Daniel to let’s start back down. They both agreed and down we went quicker than we went up, of course. We piled into the car then made it down to the local town diner for dinner.

    Daniel pulled up in front of a small diner with a bright, neon sign that read: Cap’s Place. A seafood place, I could handle that. The diner was small and off the beaten path just out of the city lights. The place was a bit crowded, but Daniel finally parked the car and we got out in front of the diner with three little steps leading up to two glass doors with low lighting.

“Well, what you all think?” I asked, putting a foot on the bottom step and looked back.

“I think we need to rid you of that slang you got,” Jason said as he looked off into the sky.

“You funny now or what,” I asked with a sneer.

“Let’s go,” Daniel said, passing both of us.

“I’m all for it.” Jason sighed. I followed Jason who followed Daniel up the steps and through the double doors inside.

   It was dark and my eyes had to adjust, but the place smelled of seafood and cigars. When my eyes became clear, I could see the place wasn’t fancy or anything. It was just a diner for the locals with round tables in the center and booths lined the walls. A salad bar was near the back wall with carpet covering the floors and the fish that hung overhead with wires. A gator hung on the wall that must have been twelve-feet long with a missing eye. We waited at the sign for the hostess who was an elderly black who seated us immediately in a booth near the front.

   Jason sat with Daniel while I sat alone facing them. After the drink order was taken, we talked small about the day but finally the wolf subject came up.

I leaned over the table to them just as Daniel asked, “Do we really believe what Whitecloud’s been telling us? I mean, so we truly are turning into a wolf?”

“I agree. It’s unbelievable as hell. We should take time to visit the library soon.” I lowered my voice looking around.

“Good idea,” Jason said as he bumped Daniel’s arm.

“Exactly what would we look for?” Daniel asked. “You can find it on the laptop.”

“Yeah, I know but the library can have the local tribe folklore’s or state legends maybe. I don’t know yet. I guess I just need to settle my own curiosity.” We kept the conversation low so others didn’t hear.

   An older, short, stocky, dark woman, mid forties with blonde hair and brown eyes finally came to take our orders. Jason ordered the burger with fries and Coke, while Daniel took the Philly steak with hot peppers, onion rings, and tea. Me, I ordered a grilled ham and cheese on wheat with chips and a Pepsi. After the waitress

left, we talked about the town where I came from.

“What’s the place like where you came from?” Daniel asked inquisitively.

“It’s a small two-lane wooded place. My dad and I lived on the reservation there. Sitting Wolf was the chief. His son, Kenna, and I were buddies. Hell, we grew up as brothers.”

“It’s got to be hell to come back to this,” Jason commented.

“You got that right and I’m sorry for not being able to remember you two. You seem like such cool dudes.” I laughed.

“Thanks.” They agreed. We spent the next fifteen minutes in conversation about Chief and Kenna until the orders arrived

After dinner, they took me home first, but I wanted to spend some time at the lake alone and the only way was to go at night.

   After they had gone, I slipped into the house for my car keys and headed out to the lake for a while hoping to be alone so I could ponder over the things that the old man had said. They kept playing in my head over and over. I had a fear to think any of it was possible when the dark lake’s entrance came into view so I hit the bright lights. Turning off the road onto a bridge that led to the parking lot that I thought was vacant, until I saw Kimmi sitting on one of the picnic tables.

From the headlights, I could see she was sitting on the tabletop.

   It was late night and I had looked forward to being alone for a while but what the hell, I was already there. I really hadn’t

thought of her, but I felt this instant pulse when I drove past her and found a spot to park.

I killed the engine as I opened the car door. Getting out, I asked her, “What are you doing here?”

Facing me startled, she said, “I usually like coming out here at night. Why are you here tonight?”

“Well, I just needed to get out for a spell, away from everything.” I slowly walked toward her feeling an inner tension until

she stood up, surprising me.

   Stopping short of the table, I could see she wore a gold colored, full-length dress with a low-cut, V-shaped neck. The

sheerness draped off her shoulders, down her arms, and around the waist. I stepped around the table to face her sticking my hand out to help her from the bench then she stood up.

Placing a cold hand in mine, “Thank you, Luke,” she politely said, stepping to the ground.

“Ma’am,” I responded to her. With the other hand, she reached down and pulled off her shoes, burring her feet into the soft sand. She was so beautiful I was having a hard time keeping my eyes off her.

She caught me staring when she said, “Shall we talk or go for a swim?” The eyes invited me in when she said, “You do swim, yes?”

Surprised, I asked, “You feel you can trust me enough to go for a swim?”

“As a matter a fact, yes, I do. I believe you’ll not hurt me.” She was so damn profound. The urge in me wasn’t sure I could

trust myself when her eyes met mine. It was all I could do to stay focused.

   With both of her hands into mine, I quietly followed her footsteps in the sand. She barely made a sound while mine crunched in the gritty stuff. I was so taken by her that I didn’t realize I hadn’t come prepared to swim.

“Wait,” I said, coming to a sudden stop. “I don’t have trunks.”

Dropping my hands, she looked back over her shoulder, “Do you have anything on under those shorts?” she asked looking up under the long lashes.

Feeling embarrassed, I answered, “Sure, boxers.” I grinned.

She winked and said, “That’s all you need then.” I didn’t know if I was being shy or not but I dropped the shorts, yanked the

shirt over my head, and took off running.

   I ran past Kimmi who made to the water’s edge and dove into the icy cold, dark murky water washing over me like a wave.

Placing my feet on the soft mud, “Man, that’s cold,” I came up yelling. I was standing in the cold water to my waist, watching Kimmi on the bank untie the belt around her waist. She knew I was watching when she let it slid from her pale shoulders revealing a teal-blue full swimsuit that tied around the neck, running V-cut between the breasts down to the naval. When she turned around dropping the gown, the low back dipped into a “V” showing

partial buttocks with high hips. I thought the legs went all the way up but to where was the official cruel intentional thought.

   When she dove into the water, she left hardly any ripples in the stillness. She came up quietly behind me with little movement when I felt her soft breath on my back and her soft sigh. “This is nice, is it not? Would you mind if I touch your back?”

“No, I think not,” I said when I felt her cold velvet hands run over my back making a circular motion around the left shoulder blade.

I swallowed hard, “Damn,” I whispered, turning to find her standing, with the water just under the breast. Breathless from

the view, I wanted so much to kiss her when she placed a powerful cold hand on my arm, sending a striking and tantalizing

sensation over me. I felt myself slipping into a place I didn’t wish to go but I didn’t want to stop either.

   Feeling the intense desire, I looked down from her teasing eyes to the water breaking the moment and backed away from

her. I felt the water move as Kimmi came closer but I stopped her when I rose up a hand, “Please don’t, not any closer. I didn’t come here for this, Kimmi.”

Using her soft tone of persuasion she sighed, “Why, Luke? There’s no sin been made here.”

“I don’t want to touch you, but if you come closer I may not have the will not to,” I whispered staring at the water, knowing if I looked up it was inevitable.

“Look at me, Luke, please.” She sighed. Like a calling and unable to resist, I had to look.

   My eyes traveled up between her breasts, over the chin and the quivering lips to her blue crystal-like gems. Once they met, I was powerless to her when she whispered, “Don’t stay away. Come here,” she whispered and it rolled over the water like a sheet of music to my ears. “You mean no harm to me.” She took a step closer saying with soothing whispers, “I want you to just hold me close to your body so I can feel the warmth of you for a while, please.” Her eyes looked like diamonds as she stood there in front of me. They were pleading even when she said nothing. I found myself in a position that she was becoming someone I couldn’t resist and honestly, I don’t want to.

   Mindless of the situation, I reached out taking her by the waist, slipping an arm under hers and pulled her to me feeling her breasts crush against my chest. She placed a soft hand on my arm, traveling up over my shoulder, the neck, and the scars tracing them tenderly. Licking her lips, she gently crossed mine with a tender finger before letting it slide down my chin, to my neck, and over my chest to my hand. 

In silence, she turned her back to me leaning against me and said, “This is more than enough for now. Just let me stand here for a little while, okay?” She pulled both of my hands around to her stomach lacing her fingers with mine.

Her body pulsed like electricity sending a shock through me. I should’ve been ashamed of the thoughts I had but what

would one think otherwise with a beauty such as she. 

   I was so into the hunger raging through me, and I knew she had to feel it as well because I felt hers when she said, “Do we really have to give this up? I like this, this feeling inside me. It’s calling out to me. Can you hear it?” She ran her hands over mine up my arms to the elbows sending a chill up my spine. 

Knowing what we both wanted, she pulled free and faced me, “I’ve never been kissed before, would you mind?” When the question rolled off her tongue, damn it was all I could think of.

   I reached out taking her pale, cold, beautiful body around the waist with both arms and tenderly pulled her to me as I looked in her eyes that glimmered from the moon. With the waters’ help, I lifted her up bringing her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Knowing that she had never been touched by a man, I had this incredible urge to ravish her, but instead, I leaned her head back so it touched the water and held it there resting in my hand. The hair flowed as dark as the water when I slid a hand over her pierced naval up the smooth stomach, between the

breast to her neck, and she shivered slightly. She reached for my neck, pulling me down to her face where I stopped before the lips, kissing her chin down her cold neck to the soft paleness of her breasts.

   When she quivered, I kissed the softness with tender lips and left a trail of warmness with my tongue as I traveled back over her pale cool neck and blowing soft warm air to watch the chills that rose up her arms then across her chest making her shiver.

Kissing her ear, I whispered, “Is this the way it’s done?” I asked moving down her neck with another kiss.

“Yes.” She inhaled, placing her hands on my shoulders.

“Is this really what you want?” I asked, teasing her breast with a soft caressing hand.

“Yes.” She trailed off. Kissing her neck softly, I found myself toying with her and my own hunger growing.

“Please.” She moaned.

“Here and now?” I whispered in her ear as my tongue touched the edge of the lobe.

“No, but yes,” She sighed, tightening her legs around me.

I pulled her upright, tighter, and she moaned softly never asking to stop. “More?” I asked.

She didn’t move away. She gave into me. “Yes, please. Don’t let it stop.” She moaned pulling my head to her breasts.

                   

                 **************

   From a distance, I watched the two in the moonlit lake caress one another knowing what they were about to do. I eavesdropped on the conversation that she had never been kissed, knowing Cole would be interested. Being the cruel bastard that I was, I searched for a rock and gave it a toss.

 

                *****************

 

My hunger was growing with hers when she ran her hand from my shoulders, letting her nails gently slide from my neck down my back between the shoulder blades, sending my mind into a frenzy making my breathing as passionate as hers. What came out next was unreal to both of us when someone tossed a rock out over the water skipping twice.

The sudden sound caused us both to release each other then we parted ways. 

It wasn’t without realizing what was happening or about to happen. I saw her blush as she quickly gout out of the

water and dressed before I could say or utter a word. I wanted  

so much to tell her that I was that close and didn’t take it. I had   been too involved with the moment but damn her, she was too. I

always thought that I could control myself but I found it wasn’t

that easy. Taking a handful of water, I doused my head and looked

at Kimmi who was dressed waving me in.

I quickly dressed then turned to her. She was not three feet

from me with her arms crossed over chest.

With tears on her cheeks, she said, “Please forgive me, I’m so

sorry. I don’t know what happened to me out there.” she pleaded

with passion.

“That’s okay. Nothing happened out there.”

“That’s never happened before. I can’t blame you if you leave

right now and I never see you again. My behavior is and was

unacceptable tonight. Please, believe me when I say I’m sorry,

Luke. It won’t happen again, I promise.” She made no move to

come closer nor did I go to her. I wasn’t afraid of her, I was afraid

of me.

“Look at it this way, Kimmi. I had you that close and done

nothing to harm you. I was just as caught up in the moment.” I

looked straight at her and said, “God knows I wanted to. I would

never, ever have forgiven myself if I had touched you in that way.”

Stepping forward, I placed a hand in hers and whispered as

I leaned down, “It’s okay. There’s no harm done, okay?” I put a

finger under her chin and raised her face to me, brushing away a

tear with my left thumb. She was so beautiful, how could I refuse

her? I didn’t, someone else did with the rock thing.

She moved away and gently smiled at me. “Would you like to

come meet my folks, “She moved toward the forest before turning

back to look at me. “Tomorrow, perhaps,” she implied.

“Sure. That would be nice. Now, the night has gotten late. Go

on home. Good night.”

“Luke, are you sure? I feel bad for this.” I nodded yes and she

turned, vanishing into the night.

After she was gone, I stumbled to the table and sat down with

a growing need I never knew a man could have recalling. Willa’s

touch was the first time but Kimmi’s was so different. I crossed

my lips with the tip of my finger taking in the feelings of both,

one warm, one cold. I wanted Kimmi more than words could say

as I lingered to her touch, her tender caress and her willingness

to make love to a stranger such as me. She was purely untouched

by a man and the thought of her being a virgin was a thrill, but

it hurt to know I nearly damaged that quality in her. After looking

around for the culprit that tossed the rock, which was gone,

and my own flaming problem died out, I went home for a shower and then to bed.

WRITTEN BY PATSY DEPPE, AUTHOR OF WAYA’S CHOSEN.