“Someone’s going to find us!” she said.
The all-too-familiar sound of a foil wrapper tearing in the night made her stop laughing and her insides went liquid with white-hot desire. He handled the basics and then hovered over her, trembling.
“Are you cold?”
“Let’s make our own heat,” he said as he slowly entered Josie, her legs going wide by pragmatics in the way, jeans holding her to one spot. The rub of his thighs against her own as he slowly thrust in and out gave her shivers, like a fingernail tracing up her spine.
Or maybe that was the beginnings of frostbite.
Masterful and patient, Alex had this way of being during sex that gave the impression he could do this all his days, until they were ancient and timeless. At the same moment, he was dominant and feverish, wanting and needing with a near-violence that spoke more of deep trust than sheer control.
They didn’t have much time, so the latter man emerged above Josie, her clit gaining a rapid slick from their movements, the push of his abs against hers, the tilt of his hips driving her to sensual insanity. Josie’s own orgasm crashed first, careening as her hands found his bare ass and dug in, cupping the sculpted flesh and feeling his power as he used it to push into her, to drive them closer to each other.
As she held in her screams through gritted teeth, the stars sparkling above, a squirrel skittering across branches a few trees away, Alex tensed and heat poured through Josie as he came, a glorious rush of emotion and animal tension released because of her.
Her.
“Hey!” a voice shouted as Alex panted over her, eyes intense. That wasn’t Alex’s voice, and his eyes shifted to alarm. With lightning speed, they pulled apart as a flashlight flailed its beam in their direction.
Josie’s panties tore as she pulled them up, her fingers too cold to button her jeans, so she simply zipped her coat over them. Alex shoved his condom-covered cock into his jeans and pulled them up, deftly snapping them and pulling his coat shut just as a man’s form rounded a thick tree and Josie was blinded by light.
Her hand went up, palm facing him. “Do you mind? I rather like my vision!”
“Oh,” he said, dropping the beam. Heavy breath filled the air, a panting that definitely wasn’t her boyfriend. Josie looked down, and in the non-flashlight-holding hand a husky on a leash panted heavily, looking at them. That dog looked really familiar. A little too familiar.
If dogs could smile, it did.
“Sorry, folks.” The guy looked to be the age Josie’s dad would be if he were still alive. A bit gray, and slim like hers was. Tall, and with a lean runner’s look. His face was guarded, but you could tell he was naturally friendly. He reminded Josie of someone, but she couldn’t see his face.
“John?” Alex choked out.
The flashlight hit Alex’s face and he turned away, like something out of an alien abduction movie.
“Alex! What are you—oh! And Josie!”
She peered deeper into the dark and realized…
They’d nearly been caught air fucking by Alex’s stepfather.
If you could actually see a man blush in moonlit darkness, Alex would have glowed right about then. His hands smelled like Josie. He was still wearing the condom on his rapidly deflating erection. What a day to choose to go commando.
Don’t laugh don’t laugh don’t laugh, Josie chanted inside, using every muscle at her disposal to keep her face even and neutral. One comment, one joke, one anything and she would crack.
Like Darla at the TSA counter, she imagined.
“What are you two doing out here this time of night?” John asked, coming closer, an easy grin on his face. Noi, the dog, came up to Alex and began licking his hand eagerly. Alex snatched it back with a confused, horrified, completely helpless look on his face, and rapidly shoved his hands in his gloves.
Only then did he pet the family dog.
“We’re ice skating.”
Alex had lured Josie here with that promise, and they’d actually had two sets of skates sitting by the ice, which Alex pointed to, like an errant child lining up his evidence to get out of being in trouble.
“Oh, nice! Meribeth doesn’t trust her knees anymore, so I can’t get her to come out on the ice with me these days. Next time you guys decide to do this, please let me know. I’d love to join in!”
Don’t laugh don’t laugh don’t laugh.
Alex’s eyes were so wide they might compete with the moon for the largest orb in the sky. “Will do, John.” Josie bit her lips and gave one of those smiles where you just pray you won’t turn into a raving lunatic, and John’s eyebrows twitched just the tiniest bit when he looked at her.
“What are you doing out here?” Josie managed to ask, trying to look polite. She shifted her hip slightly and felt her panties slide down from her hip to her knee, a large bunch of cloth that had not just torn, apparently, but been shredded into a pile of uselessness now.
A pile that threatened to get caught at her jeans cuff and come peeking out. Kind of hard to hide bright red, satin panties, even in just moonlight. Leaning against Alex on that side gave her some safety, so she looped her arm around his waist and hugged.
Really hard.
“We’re only a few blocks from home.” He pointed, and then her eyes took in the road. Now Josie realized where we were—about a quarter-mile from Meribeth and John’s place.
Damn. Did that mean Alex knew this alcove would be quiet? Had he planned this?
“I thought you walk Noi down at the dog park,” Alex said casually, though Josie knew the real message was for her. I didn’t mean for this to happen, he seemed to say.
But if his mom lived nearby, and he knew about this little place, had he…been here before with other women?
Suddenly the moon seemed more a conspirator than a voyeur, and a smoldering began inside her.
Not the good kind, either.
“You two want to come over for coffee, or something stronger?” John looked at our discarded ice skates. “After you’re done, I mean.”
Oh, we’re done.
“Thanks! Um, maybe?” Alex turned to Josie, his voice going up like a question. She hated when he did this, because it put all the pressure on her. If she said “no,” she looked like an asshole, and she felt like every time she said what she actually wanted, if it wasn’t the “right” thinking in terms of being with Alex’s family, that it gave them ammunition against her.
Reality and what she felt were two radically different states, though. Her rational brain knew that Meribeth and John would understand if she turned them down. And right now, she didn’t want to be around anyone.