Gray Lake
Published by Evangeline Love
Copyright 2011 Evangeline Love
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I breathe deep and reveal in the smells of pine and moss, the sounds of birds chirping and squirrels scratching. I love it here, though I haven’t always.
Pine Grove. My family has held a cabin here for more than thirty years. I remember swimming in the lake as a little girl, skipping rocks and playing tag through the forest with my sister. That was when my parents were still alive, before that day.
“Samantha, are you out here?”
I turned to see my sister emerge from a bunch of deep green bushes. I smiled, it had taken her a good amount of convincing to drag me out here. Through the bad memories are the good and I realize I have missed it here.
“Yeah, Val, I’m here.”
She excitedly hoped over to me and threw an arm over my shoulder.
“See, aren’t you glad you came.”
“I am Val, it’s just hard.”
“I know its hard Sam, I miss them too. But I don’t let that stop me from coming here every summer.” She sighed, a tired worn out sound that made my chest ache.
I was the cause of that sigh. I’d refused to come back here since that last summer. It’s just too painful. And as much as I would like to confide in someone, Val didn’t know the half of why I didn’t like coming back here.
“Mom and Dad wouldn’t want us to hide away. They would want us to remember the happy times and have fun again.”
I turned to my baby sister; she was so strong, so much stronger than me. I unwound my arms from their stiff position across my chest and gave her a one armed hug. There was no point in being all down and sad, it wouldn’t change anything. I needed to make this trip worthwhile for my sister and myself. Once she was married and moved away we wouldn’t have any more of these ‘just us’ trips.
‘I know.” I squeezed her, “you remember that time when we played flashlight tag for hours with Dad. Mom got mad that we didn’t come back on time and dinner was cold.”
Val giggled, “I remember the praying mantis that was on my flashlight when Mom went to put them away. It crawled up her arm; she was flapping her arms and running around the kitchen screaming.”
We both laughed, my Mom hated bugs with a passion. Why we took summers at the lake when my mom was such a girly -hate everything nature- girl, I will never know.
“Do you remember that time when we tracked mud into the house and to get us out of the way so she could clean the floors mom made us firefly catching jars?”
I stilled, I remembered that night all too well. That was the night I met Gray…
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“Yes mom, we’ll stay away from the lake since its dark.”
“And keep an eye on your sister; you know how she’s been looking for trouble lately.”
I agreed before running out the door after Val. She had been causing a lot of trouble lately. I don’t remember ever being that bad at fifteen. But then again, I was the quiet type and my sister had a mischievous streak a mile wide.
I ran as fast as I could after my sister, barely keeping pace. Val would have disappeared were it not for the moonlight reflecting off the ‘hot stuff’ stamp across the seat of her shorts.
“Val, be careful of the lake.” I yelled, with what little breath I could find.
I was running at my max so when Val’s reflective butt winked out of view, I knew I had little hope of catching her. Where the hell is she going? We were supposed to be catching fireflies by the picnic grounds, not playing chase by the lake.
I was panting, my heart pounding, eyes squinting. It wasn’t until the last minute that the twin moons I was seeing registered. My attempt at stopping proved pointless as it just caused me to lose my balance and plunge head first into the lake. The three foot drop would not have been so bad had the jar I was holding not landed on my head after the fact.
My vision went fuzzy and my mouth filled with water. I couldn’t feel the bottom of the lake but I could feel the moss that my legs were now tangled in. I yelled for help but the lake was too far from my house for my parents to be able to hear. I yelled for Val but I had no idea if she would be able to hear me.
I couldn’t see to the other side of the lake but I could hear splashing. I screamed when a hand closed around my arm.
“Hey, it’s ok, I’ve got you.”
The strange voice was smooth as silk and I instantly calmed. I gripped his forearms, giving him my weight long enough to catch my breath. The moonlight shone just enough for me to make out the general features of his face. Strong cheekbones and jaw, plump lips and white teeth. My heart pattered a little faster as he looked me over and smiled.
“Can I ask who my savior is?”
He laughed and I smiled, he had the most amazing laugh. He sounded so carefree and happy.
“I’m Grayson, Gray. Can I ask who the damsel in need of saving is?”
I laughed but gripped him tighter as I tried to untangle my legs from the moss.
“Samantha.” I said as I continued to squirm.
“Thank you for coming for me, but is there any way we can continue introductions once were out of the water?”
My breath caught as I felt Grey’s hands on my thighs. He yanked and pulled on the moss but it wouldn’t budge. Being only eighteen I don’t have a lot to compare to but when Gray touched me I felt like I could melt. A hot flash swept over me and I started to sweat and shake.
“Samantha, I know we only just met but is there any chance of me getting you out of your shorts?”
I laughed nervously, waiting for him to smile or say just kidding but it didn’t come. Holy cow, was he serious?
“I’m serious; I can’t get you untangled from the moss. You’re going to have to take your shorts off in order for me to pull your legs free and across to shore.”
Oh for shits sake, of all days to run out of clean underwear.
I hesitated, racking my brain for another way while struggling with all I had against the moss. With a heavy sigh I gave in, my wrinkled fingers fumbling repeatedly with the buttons on my jeans.
I had swam in the lake naked before, but never with anyone else. I was seriously freaking out. Embarrassment didn’t cover it, I was mortified.
As soon as the water came to my belly button I yanked my hand away from Gray’s and watched as he left the water. His boxers clung to his body, leaving nothing of his anatomy to the imagination. When my traveling gaze met his smiling eyes I jerked away, face heating with further embarrassment. He gave me this puzzled ‘what are you doing’ look as I shrank further under the water.
“Don’t you want to get out of this water? You have to be freezing.”
When I still didn’t say anything or make any attempt at leaving my cold, wet hiding place, Gray came back into the water after me.
“What’s wrong?” Grey asked and if my body could get any hotter I’m sure the water would boil.
“I, ah… I have a small ah, problem.” I stuttered, still not able to meet his gaze.
“What is your, ah problem?” He mocked and I shot him a dirty look. But I did look at him and he was smiling, flashing those white teeth and a deep dimple in his left cheek. I melted further.
“Ok, well…” I paused, not able to find the words. “Well, there’s the little issue of I’m not coming out of this water until you’re gone.” Yeah, those were not the right words because I could see that I had intrigued him. His brow rose and his mouth quirked, he was seriously sexy.
“Why?” He asked and I could tell I wasn’t going to be rid of him as long as he was curious. And as much as I wanted to know more about him, wanted to continue to be around him, I wanted something to cover my naked ass more.
“When you took my shorts, you left me a little…naked.”
Gray beamed a bright smile and I could tell he wanted to laugh.
“Gray, this is so not funny!” I yelled and he did laugh then. After a minute I laughed too. For as much as I wished I wasn’t in this situation, it was an amusing situation.
“No worries Sami, I’ve got you covered.” Gray said, once he stopped laughing. He retreated into the grass, causing me to momentarily lose sight of him. When he re appeared he was holding a towel and at that moment I could have leaped out of the water and kissed him, naked or not.
We talked until dawn. The fact that I would no doubt be in serious trouble when I got home was of no consequence. I was completely lost in Gray. I may not have kissed Gray that night but I did forever lose a piece of my heart to my savior.
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“Oh, I’m sorry Sam. I didn’t mean to bring that up, it sort of just popped into my head.”
I smiled reassuringly at Val. It wasn’t her fault I would never get over Gray. He and I had spent the rest of that summer and the next inseparable. Falling hopelessly and irrevocably in love.
There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t regret meeting Gray that night. I would have made some excuse, I would have thought of something. But at that time all I could think of was how much I wanted to give to him. How much I wanted to share myself with him. It was selfish and in the end, I was the cause of his death.
“Don’t worry about it Val. This time is about you, not me. It’s our last big hurrah before you become Mrs. Denny Allen.” Val beamed at the mention of her fiancé before sobering up. Uh oh, she wasn’t going to let it go this time.
“Sam, you never did tell me what happened that night. All I remember was mom and dad bringing you home in tears.” She paused as if unsure if she should continue.
The lake twinkles in the sunlight. Its shining teal color so inviting, it calls to you. It holds the promise of fun, wet and wild adventures. But for me it is deceiving. Its beauty weighed down with memories, secrets.
I can remember all too clearly sneaking out my window our last night at the lake to meet Gray. Crawling in the storage sheds window to soft music and candlelight. To the promise of an unforgettable experience with my love, my best friend. And it was everything I had always wished and never thought my first time would be.
Until my parents barged in, screaming at Gray for taking advantage of me. Telling me I should be ashamed of myself, turning the best night of my life into the worst by banning me from ever seeing Gray again.
Sure I was nineteen, old enough to make my own decisions. But to them, all they saw was a daughter who had lied to them and snuck off to have sex with a boy two years older than her. Now I know that their reaction was my fault, that it was all my fault.
Ten months later they came to me, faces drawn, radiating sadness. The site of our love had been the site of his death. He had apparently fallen asleep with the candles still lit. I knew he had been waiting for me, hoping I would return. And I had let my parents drag me away, leaving him alone, to burn.
A drunk driver caused their death just a few months later, and a lot of my guilt now came from the fact that I never truly forgave them. Things between my parents and I were never the same.
I felt a tear track down my cheek. Val hugged me and I squeezed back, drawing as much strength from her as I could. I had come back to Pine Grove for my sister but also for me. It was time for closure.
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Thunder rumbled in the sky above me, but still I walked, determined to say my goodbyes, to let go once and for all. The wind blew my burgundy hair into my face and I fought for sight as the re built storage shed came into view. I found myself drowning in memories, my breath coming in short spurts, my heart beating a jagged rhythm in my chest.
Nine years and it still felt like yesterday. I leaned against a nearby tree, feeling for all my earlier determination like a sagging deflated balloon.
I have no idea how long I stood there, numb. It had begun to rain and I shivered uncontrollably. When I heard slushy footsteps I turned expecting to see Val’s worried face. What I saw instead had hysterical laughter bubbling up my throat.
“Sami?”
My breath hiccupped and I dropped to the wet grass. I was hallucinating, surely. I was so far gone I was hearing and seeing a ghost. But this ghost had aged.
He still had the same strong features as before, but now his face held the laugh and frown lines of a man in his thirties. He still had the most amazing body. As the first time we met, his wet clothes clung to his every ripple and curve.
He looked hesitant but his voice still had the power to melt me like butter.
“Sam, is it really you.”
I let out a sob and he lunged for me. Enfolding me in his large arms and rocking while I shook my head in denial.
“You died.” I cried, still shaking my head.
Gray sucked in a shocked breath, “no, I burnt down the shed but I got out.”
I was still shaking my head, my whole body shaking with relief, confusion.
“Baby, I’m here. I‘ve always been here, waiting for you.”
Gray was kissing me, my head, my cheeks, my eyes. I clung to him, desperate for this to be real. Desperate for a feel of him my dreams had only made possible.
His lips found mine and I was lost. He tasted like Gray, like childhood with a hint of salt from my still falling tears. Our tongues met and suddenly I wasn’t cold anymore, suddenly I was on fire. I leaned back and he followed me, his body coming down on mine, caging me in his strong masculine warmth. No longer a boy, all man.
There were no words, just feelings, only the unrelenting need to see for myself that he was real. Uncaring that it was still raining, I clawed at his wet shirt. Pulling it up, Gray only broke our connection long enough to discard it.
My nails scraped over the hard planes of his back, my legs hooking with his. My shirt was discarded with a slop next to his and still neither of us would surrender our physical connection.
I needed him, I needed to be connected to him in the most primal way possible. He tore at the buttons of my pants and soon my bare bottom came in contact with the wet ground, my legs wound around his bare hips.
Thunder cracked over head as he thrust into me. Large, cold rain drops poured down on our bodies, causing steam to rise. But not once did the rhythm slow on our urgent, all consuming passion. We moved together, with every thrust of his hard cock into me I countered with a thrust of my own.
I clung to Gray with everything I had, screaming his name. Lightning streaked across the sky and I felt it echo in me as my orgasm flashed hot through every nerve in my body. I felt the hot pulse of his release soon after but still, we couldn’t bring ourselves to part.
Gray continued to rock inside me, his breathing harsh but comforting on my neck as we lay intertwined on the wet grass. The most amazing and erotic moment of my life and I never wanted it to end, didn’t want to wake up and find that somehow this was all a dream.
And still he rocked, slowly and sensually, bringing me effortlessly back to the edge of bliss. The rain drops came faster now, falling around us like Mother Nature’s love song. I slid my fingers into his wet hair and let out a moan as he started to pump into me with more urgency.
He kissed my neck, ears, and lips; everywhere he could before lifting off me enough to drag his fingers through my slick slit to pinch my swollen clit.
They say lightning never strikes the same place twice but as the sky lit up so did I. The orgasm screaming through me and out my mouth in a litany of moans and words of love. Gray cried out my name as he came and I drifted away on a fog of ecstasy.
~~~
Back at his cabin, Gray explained how he woke to the shed on fire, how as he ran from the shed the flammables exploded. After paying for the damage his parents never came back to the cabin and word spread that Gray had died in the fire.
We talked about what our lives were like now. Where I couldn’t bring myself to come back, Gray had been back every year hoping to see me.
We made love the rest of the night, catching up on years of lost time, exploring each other’s bodies in every way possible. I felt lighter, finally at peace with what had plagued me for nine long years.
From between my legs, alternating licks and nips of my sensitive flesh. Gray told me he had never found a connection like ours and wasn’t willing to lose it again. Not once did we succumb to ecstasy without words of love on our lips.
This summer the lake held a different promise… the promise of a future.
The end
About the author:
After
attempting but failing miserably at college and snoozing through her
ten hour work days Eve knew she needed to do something more exciting
with her life. What started out as a hobby quickly turned into
several stories, some short, some long, some dead ends and some just
no good at all. Evangeline is a sucker for a happy ending, a
chocoholic and the rare person who loathes coffee. She loves being
able to create worlds in which your everyday person can find true
love and happiness... And maybe a little something to singe the
sheets.
Evangeline resides in the Midwest with her soul mate and
their four crazy cats who think they own the place. She spends her
days as a technical support rep and nights with her head in a book or
in front of the computer furiously typing away, sure she will have
carpal tunnel by the age of thirty.
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Other works by Evangeline Love:
Dark
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