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Emmy
"What if we get eaten by a bear? OR what if someone murders us in our sleep? OR what if we get bitten by something poisonous? Just think of all the bug bites we're gonna have by the end of this weekend! OH god, what if we freeze to death?!"
Shaking my head, I laugh at Charlie’s cute and adorably dramatic rambling. I kiss her on the cheek. "Babe, chill! It's gonna be fine. We'll hike, do some of those team building exercises that they have planned, eat some s’mores and, at the end of the day, you'll get to sleep with me, ALONE in our tent."
Turns out when Charlie said she liked to camp, she meant at her family's big, fancy cabin. She has never actually slept in a tent in the middle of the woods before.
She stops packing her bag and grabs me by the waist, bringing my body to hers. "Hmm, I do like the sound of that." She nips my bottom lip before kissing me. We start out slow and sweet but it quickly turns hot and heavy.
I've been at ELP for just a little over two months now. It's the first week of November, and we are going on a class camping trip this weekend. I am just excited to have some alone time with my girlfriend.
Every time things start getting steamy, Felicity interrupts us. It's not fair of us to ask her to leave, so we just suck it up and keep everything on top of the clothes. Lissy has been pretty good with that. She normally puts her headphones on and listens to music to drown out our kissing. But sometimes Charlie likes to slip her hands down my pants and make me cum like a porn star. It's hard to keep quiet, but she loves watching me try.
Charlie’s tongue sweeps across my lips, asking me to let her in. I open my mouth gladly, allowing her access. I grab the back of her head to bring her closer to me. Our teeth clash and our tongues tangle. Our hands roam one another's bodies. I can't get enough of her.
Her hand slides down my belly and into the waistband of my leggings, playing with the hem of my panties, before she slips her hand over my hot and aching pussy. She slides two fingers into my waiting heat while her thumb starts rubbing my clit. I let out a lusty moan, as she thrusts her fingers in and out of me, causing me to grind into her hand. Panting, she moves the heel of her hand faster over my clit. I end the kiss and rest my forehead on the side of her neck, gasping and moaning. Her breathing is the same ragged intake of air that I'm doing too. Her other hand comes up my shirt and slips under my bra.
She starts massaging my breast, rolling the nipple between her thumb and index finger. I'm so close.
Just as I'm about to cum all over her hand, the fucking door swings wide open!!
Our heads snap to the door, finding Lissy standing there in the doorway, looking at us like a deer in the headlights. Fuck! Not Again!
Charlie and I are standing there in the middle of our room. One of her hands down my pants and the other up my shirt. My hands holding on tightly to Charlie’s ass. Poor Lissy looks like she wants to run back the way she came, but is frozen in place.
Charlie slowly removes her hand from my soaking wet center and kisses me on the forehead, then leans to whisper in my ear, "To be continued..." She sucks my earlobe into her mouth and bites it lightly. I growl in frustration. My clit is pounding and my pussy is aching. I really wanna cum!
She walks backwards towards her bed, waiting until Lissy has turned away to stick her fingers, that were just inside my cunt, into her mouth, sucking them clean. I moan again. That’s so fucking hot! I feel a sudden surge of wetness from my throbbing core.
I turn to Lissy, "Couldn't wait, like one more minute?" I whine.
"Sorry," she says, finding her overnight duffle as I go back to packing my bag. "But we leave in an hour, and I still haven't packed yet. But you will have your alone time this weekend. I'm sharing a tent with that quiet girl, who never talks to anyone and chews on her hair, just for you two. So, be grateful," she says playfully.
I sigh. "I know, and I am. Thanks for doing this." I blow her a kiss.
She pretends to catch it and laughs. "Anything for my two besties."
"You're the best," Charlie says. "I know," Lissy laughs as she starts packing.
AN HOUR LATER, WE ARE all out front with our hiking gear and backpacks on, ready to go.
"Now that everyone is here, we will be heading out shortly, but there are some rules to go over first. Stay with your group. Don't wander off the path. We will take ten-minute breaks every half hour. It's about a two hour hike. Mr. Luckson is already at our campsite with the heavy items like food, water, sleeping bags, and tents. Does everyone have everything on the list?" Mr. Reed asks. As it turns out, he is the school counselor and is sending us on this camping trip as part of our healing and growth, or so he says. I get a hippie vibe from him, but he seems pretty cool so far.
There is a chorus of yeses from the students before he continues.
"Okay, grab a bottle of water or two from the cooler over there and then we will head out."
We are halfway to the campsite now, and I am enjoying every moment of this hike. Something about being in the middle of the woods, surrounded by nature, is incredibly peaceful. Or, it would have been if it wasn't for Brittany’s consistent bitching! After she tried to drown me, all she got was two months detention. She told Mr. Tucker that she didn't know I couldn't swim and that she meant it as a harmless prank. I despise that I’m forced to still see her ugly face everyday.
You would think after everything Oliver told her on the beach, she would get the hint and back off. But NOPE! She still looks at him like he hung the moon.
"My feet hurt," she whines. "Can we take a break?"
"No, Brittany, we just took one ten minutes ago and we're halfway there. We will stop again in twenty minutes."
"But my feet feel like they're going to fall off!" she whines again. She pushes past me and almost knocks me into Charlie in order to catch up with Oliver, who was just a little ahead of us with the boys.
"Olly Bear, can you carry me?" she asks in an annoying baby voice.
Oliver stops talking to Talon but continues to walk and looks behind him at Brittany, who is tripping over her feet, trying to keep up.
He looks at her, appalled. "What the fuck? Are you crazy? Why would I want to carry you? Fuck off! I'm not touching you! Walk like the rest of us. And stop whining like a little bitch, you're making my ears bleed!"
Brittany grabs his arm. "Please, Olly Bear. Just for a little bit."
Oliver stops this time and grabs her hand, prying it from his arm. He gets in her face. "I said fuck off and don’t touch me again!" he says through gritted teeth, trying to keep his temper under control with the teachers around. He looks back at me standing there, watching with a blank look on my face.
"And don't call me that. No one calls me Olly. Except for Emmy." He turns around again and keeps walking. She stands there pouting, then turns around, giving me the evil eye. She walks past me to get back to her friends, making sure to shove me into Charlie again.
"Stupid cow," Charlie says quietly but loud enough for Brittany to hear.
She is behind us now so we can’t see her face, but I can feel her staring daggers at the back of our heads.
AN HOUR LATER, AFTER more of Brittany’s complaining, we finally make it to the campsite.
We walk out of the woods and into a big clearing. It’s breathtaking. A wall of mountains covers one side of the clearing, and there’s a big lake in between the mountains and our campsite.
To the right is a cleared out sandy area with a big firepit in the middle made out of rocks. Mr. Luckson is there, sitting in a camping chair, but gets up when he sees us making our way over. Next to him is a pile of sleeping bags, a pile of bagged tents, and a stack of camping chairs.
"Welcome everyone. I hope your hike was fun?" he says. Brittany makes a comment about it feeling more like child abuse.
"Everyone feel free to grab a chair and rest a bit. Afterwards, we will set up our tents and get everything put away, and then we will have some lunch. We will be doing some team building activities, including some zip lining, and an obstacle course that is just through the path over on the left side of our camp, just beyond the trees. But, overall, this trip is just a chance to get out and enjoy some fresh air and time away from the school, before we are limited by what we can do outside the school once the snow comes."
Charlie goes over to the pile of chairs and hands one to me and Lissy.
"Thanks, My Love," I say, giving Charlie a quick kiss on the lips.
"Dykes," Brittany coughs, as she walks past us.
Fury fills my veins. I am ready to smash her face in but Charlie stops me. "Don't," she says in a calm voice. "She's trying to piss you off. If you do anything to her with the teachers around, you'll get in trouble. That’s what she wants."
I close my eyes, taking a few deep breaths and nod. She’s right.
"It just makes me so mad that she can be so disrespectful. We don't deserve to be called that nasty name."
"I know, Baby Girl," Charlie says, hugging me and placing a kiss on my temple. "It's not the first time I’ve heard it and sadly, I don't think it will be the last."
It’s still not right, love is love.
We set up our chairs on the side that's far away from Brittany. Charlie’s on my left, and Lissy next to her.
Someone sets up a chair on my other side. Looking over, I find Oliver, then Talon next to him and Ben next to him. "Hey," Oliver asks. "You okay?"
I nod and take a drink of my water, looking over at Brittany, who is laughing like a hyena with her friends. "She just makes me wanna do bad things to her."
Oliver chuckles. "I know how you feel."
“I hate that she won't leave you alone. And the crap she's spewing about you two. The idea of you with her..." A violent shiver of revulsion racks my body.
"I know," he says in a soft voice. "I hate seeing the pain it causes you. I want to start over Emmy, please! When we get back, can we please sit down and talk about everything? I've been dying to really talk to you. I miss you so much. It's devastating me to see you and not be able to touch you or be close to you."
I turn to look at him and take a moment to think. I nod my head. "Okay. When we get back, I would like to know everything. I want to know why you did what you did to me and see if this is something we can move past."
The walls I built around my heart when it comes to Oliver start to crumble. Just hearing his voice filled with so much emotion and vulnerability makes me feel like he’s truly sorry.
Fuck it, I need to say something now. I can't spend a whole weekend out here without getting some things off my chest.
My eyes start to water but I don’t look away. "I miss you so fucking much, it hurts,” I croak out, trying to hold back tears. “I've spent so many nights crying myself to sleep over you. You destroyed me, Olly. You ripped my heart out and tossed it in a shredder. You were my best friend, who grew up to be the love of my life. I loved you so fucking hard but never said anything, because I didn't want to ruin what we had and risk losing you, if you didn’t feel the same way about me." At this point, I am crying. Tears drip down my cheeks, and I angrily wipe them away.
Oliver's eyes get glossy with tears too. He reaches his hand over to take mine but drops it before actually touching me. "I know, Firefly. I'm so fucking sorry. So, so, so fucking sorry. I hate myself for what I did to you. For causing you all that pain, but please believe me, when I say that I had to. I had to leave and come here. I'll tell you why, I promise, but not here, not now."
I start growing enraged. "YOU HAD TO?" I whisper harshly. "You had to take my virginity outside at night, then leave me there alone, never to see you again until TWO FUCKING MONTHS AGO?!" The last part came out louder than the rest.
Oliver looks at me with shock- " What?! NO! NO, god no, Emmy. I don't mean that part. I just...FUCK!" He closes his eyes, running his hands over his face first and then through his hair, grabbing handfuls before looking back at me with regret in his eyes. He lowers his volume to almost a whisper and says, "I knew I was leaving in the morning to come here.” His voice cracks with sorrow before he clears his throat and keeps going.
“I knew it was the last time I'd get to see you. My mind shut down about what my life was going to become, and I only saw you. In that moment, all I could think about was kissing you. Tasting you before I left, because I didn’t know if I'd see you ever again. I know it was wrong. I know it was stupid.
“But I wanted you to be my first, and I wanted to be yours. In that moment, that was all I was able to think about. Taking what I thought I had a right to, because in my mind you were mine. I was so fucking in love with you. I still am. I was so stupid! So young and dumb, but Emmy, just know that I'll hate myself everyday for the rest of my life for what I did to you. I'd take it back in a heartbeat if I could." Tears are now streaming down his face.
I can feel that he means every word. I’m unaware of why he dealt drugs and ended up here. But, hearing everything he just said, makes me want to give him a second chance. He was young and dumb and we all make mistakes. I want to find a way to forgive him. I love this man so fucking much. I need him.
Getting up out of my seat, I move to stand in front of him. He looks up at me with hopeful, yet questioning eyes at what I am about to do. Hell, even I have no idea what I am doing. It’s like I’m in a trance and have no control over my body.
I crawl onto his lap with my knees on either side of his thick, muscular thighs, while my hands grab his shoulders. Surprise fills his eyes. I just sit there, holding onto him, staring at this gorgeous, dark chocolate haired, blue eyed man. My best friend. My soul mate.
I know the others are watching this scene unfold in front of them, but all I can focus on is Oliver.
Without any intention, my hands slide through his hair, cupping the back of his head, as I bring his mouth down to meet mine.
I kiss him with all the pent-up anger I have for him. Years of what if’s and missed moments. He seizes my hips and grips me tightly, keeping me in place. He kisses me back with a hunger I've never experienced, but want more of.
Only snapping back to reality, when I feel his cock grow hard underneath me and he clutches my hips, rocking me into him as he lets out a moan.
I pull back, panting. I'm surprised with myself at what I just did. I look at him with wide eyes, blinking as I try to level out my breathing.
Slowly, I become aware of our audience, and I look to my left to see Talon’s bright eyes and a massive smile on his face. He’s leaning forward with his forearms on his thighs like he’s really enjoying that little show. Ben is slightly smirking, leaning back in his chair with his leg up and an arm draped over it.
Talon lets out a groan as he shifts back in his chair, and I watch as he adjusts the bulge in his pants. My eyes snap up to his, narrowing. "Perv," I say half heartedly. He just laughs.
I climb off of a very bewildered Oliver's lap and stand, adjusting my shirt. Unable to meet anyone's eyes, let alone Oliver’s, I clear my throat. "Umm yeah, well... we’ll talk about everything else later."
I saunter past Charlie, who has a mischievous smile on her face, as if she knew that what she just witnessed was going to happen eventually, and a very surprised Lissy. I decide to busy myself by picking a tent and walking around until I find a spot close to the woods and away from where the rest of the tents are already being set up.
After I get everything out of the bag, I hear footsteps coming my way. I look over my shoulder, seeing Charlie. She still has a smile on her face. "Don't," I say. "Don't say anything," I plead. She puts her hands up, as if she is surrendering. "I wasn't going to say anything." But the look on her face says differently.
I shake my head and scrub my hands over my face and sigh. "Come on, Hot Stuff. Help me set up our home for the next two nights." She laughs and takes the instruction manual from me and we start putting the pieces of the tent together.
AFTER OUR TENT IS BUILT and our sleeping bags have been placed inside, we all gather around the campfire. I make sure to sit as far away from Oliver as I can. I am still immensely confused, so until I hear the rest of his story, I can't fully forgive him yet, and I won’t do anything else like that again until I have. But I can't deny that kissing him felt like everything in the world was right again, like that's what I’m meant to be doing.
We roast hotdogs over the open flame and talk among friends. It’s a nice ending to an okay day. Mr. Luckson says tomorrow will be when the fun starts.
After hotdogs, the marshmallows are pulled out and passed around. Charlie starts making fun of me because I love mine burnt to a crisp. "Babe, it's like eating ash!" she says.
I mock being offended. "How dare you?! They taste like heaven," I say, as I blow out the flame on the one I was roasting and pop it in my mouth. "YUMMY!" I moan and rub my belly in an overly dramatic way. I hear chuckles and I look over to see the guys with matching smiles. I grab two uncooked marshmallows and shove them in my cheeks. I give them the biggest smile I can do. I look like someone playing the chubby bunny game. They all burst out laughing.
Talon laughs so hard he falls out of the chair, dropping his marshmallow. "Awww, man," he wines but goes and picks it up. Blowing off the dirt, he pops it in his mouth. Smirking, he shrugs his shoulders. "No point in wasting good food. I was working on making the perfect roast!" He sits back down in his seat and leans back. "It's your fault I dropped it!"
"Was not!" I laugh.
"Was too," he sings songs. "It’s your fault, you’re lucky you're so cute and funny," he winks.
I smile back. He called me cute!
A warm and fuzzy feeling takes over my body at his words.
Roasting a less burnt one, I offer it to Charlie. She looks me in the eyes and leans over. She opens her mouth, putting the whole thing in and closes her lips around my fingers. Her tongue licks all around them, then she starts to suck.
My body flushes with heat. My mind goes back to this morning, when she was sucking my juices off of her fingers. I start to squirm, but she never takes her eyes off of me. Finally, she lets go. She swallows and then leisurely licks her lips.
I hear a few quiet groans, no doubt coming from the guys, but I pay them no mind. I am in some kind of sex trance. She’s a sultry vixen and she’s all mine.
She leans over, getting close to me with lust in her eyes. Whispering in my ear, she asks, "Do you wanna go back to the tent?" I nod and rasp out a "Yes!"
She gets up, offering me her hand. I take it, getting up too. She turns to Lissy and says goodnight, then turns to the guys. "Well, this has been fun, but I think it's time we go back to our tent."
"Are you tired already?" Ben asks.
"Don't go to sleep now, stay and enjoy the fire a bit longer," Talon says.
"Who said anything about sleeping?" Charlie says with a wicked smile. Oliver's eyes flash with something. My cheeks burn with heat. And not from the campfire.
"Ohhhhh," Ben and Talon say. Talon sends me a knowing smirk, and Ben looks a bit sheepish. Charlie gives them a wink and starts dragging me back to the tent. I give a quick wave to everyone as we leave.