Wilson's Hard Lesson (21 page)

Brandon looked over the cabin. It looked much more worse for
wear than it did in the pictures, and he felt a wave of regret wash over him.
He could have sprung for a hotel in town. It would have at least had room
service. Though there was no dust or cobwebs, and the bed looked clean, it was
still extremely outdated. The plumbing was old and rusty, and the smell of
earth was apparent in the air. For him, it would have been fine. But Kylie
deserved better.

“Hey listen, if you’re not comfortable here, we can”-

“It’s perfect,” Kylie breathed head looking up into the old
rafters. Twilight lights had been strung along the beams, and though it was
still light out, Kylie plugged them in to test them. They illuminated the
shadows of the ceiling, and wide smile spread across Kylie’s face.

“This is so beautiful. Thank you so much for bringing me
here, Brandon.”

Brandon felt a surge of love fill his chest as he looked
down at the happy Kylie. Already she was unloading the groceries in the kitchen
and sticking a couple beers in the freezer to cool down. She may have looked
like a delicate flower, but she had a bit of wild streak in her; and he loved
that.

Unable to help himself, Brandon strode into the kitchen and
wrapped her up in his arms until her feet were no longer touching the ground.
She laughed at him softly, and kissed the top of his head as she stayed
contentedly suspended in the air. He loved how easily she fit in his arms; how
perfect.

“So, we finally made it,” Kylie said as Brandon sat her down
on the kitchen counter. She still had her legs wrapped around his waist, and
she was lightly massaging the front of his shoulders. “What do you want to do
first?”

“Anything you want,” Brandon answered quickly. “Hiking,
fishing, the bedroom. You name it.”

Kylie giggled and kissed his forehead. “I don’ know about
you but I’m pretty sticky. How would you feel about swimming?”

He liked the thought of seeing Kylie nearly naked and
cooling off from the intense summer heat all at the same time, and quickly
agreed. As Kylie changed into her bathing suit, Brandon packed his bag with
towels, sunscreen, and water. The lake wasn’t too far, barely a mile walk on
the dirt path through the trees. According to the map he had, there should be a
small dock where they would be able to lay out and swim.

“I had no idea you liked nature,” Brandon mentioned as they
picked their way through the forest.

Kylie laughed out loud and when Brandon asked what was so
funny, she told him about her adventures.

“The places I go are exotic, yes, but they’re also
completely underdeveloped. I’ve been in jungles and forest much worse than this
with much less equipment and a lot more danger. Trust me, this is cake.”

Her admission to living in such places struck a cord in
Brandon. One he didn’t like.

“Who watches over you?” He asked. They had reached the dock
in no time, and luckily there were no other vacationers there.

“What do you mean?” Kylie asked.

“You know. Who protects you when you’re going to these
dangerous places.”

“Ourselves, mostly,” Kylie replied honestly. “We get a few
native guides everywhere we go, but mostly we just look out for ourselves.”

“Kylie that’s incredibly dangerous,” Brandon said, reaching
out to touch her shoulder. “I don’t like it. You could get hurt.”

Kylie laughed again, and this time it began to annoy
Brandon.

“As opposed to your job?” She asked. “You’re a marine. You
go to the most dangerous places in the world to
fight
. I got to the most
impoverished places in the world to feed, and provide healthcare. Your job is a
lot riskier than mine,” she defended.

“Yeah but I have military training, Kylie. I can protect
myself, and others. They don’t train you at all in self-defense and I think
that’s a major issue.”

“I’m not untrained,” Kylie replied with a simple shrug of
her shoulder. As if they weren’t talking about anything too important, she
jumped into the lake, completely submerged in the cool water.

“Ahh!” She gasped as she resurfaced, pushing her hair out of
her face. “This feels perfect, come on in!”

“Wait, what do you mean you’re not untrained?” Brandon
asked, not wanting to derail from the conversation. “You take a few classes at
the Y or something?”

“No, I box. I even compete sometimes. I’m actually pretty
good.”

“That is so…
hot
,” Brandon laughed, pulling off his
shirt. He jumped into the water beside her, dragging her under with him. Like a
fish she squirmed in his arms and swam a few yards away from him to resurface.

“You’re a little badass aren’t you?” He asked, trying to
swim towards her.

“Yeah,” she laughed, enjoying the chase. “Maybe a little.”

~

Brandon adjusted the log on the fireplace, loving the way it
sounded as it crackled and popped in the stone fireplace. They’d had an amazing
evening, swimming in the lake. Though they had waved hello to a couple canoes
and speedboat or two, no one had come to the dock to interrupt them. With the
water being perfect, they had ended up staying nearly three hours in the water,
just playing and having a good time.

By the time they had finally left, they were both starving
and exhausted. Thanks to his military survival skills, he’d whipped them up
something quick in the old school microwave, and now Kylie was wrapped happily
in a blanket on the large, sprawling sofa in front of the fireplace. It was
quite possibly the most perfect moment Brandon had ever experienced.

Turning away from the fire, he looked up at Kylie and had to
smile. Her hair was still a little damp from swimming, and she looked
incredibly small wrapped in the huge quilt. She looked perfect.

“What are you smiling at?” Kylie whispered, a small grin on
her face.

Brandon walked up to the couch and scooped her up, placing
her in his lap. His lips naturally found hers, and he drew her into an
intoxicating kiss. He loved the way her lips immediately parted for his tongue;
letting him draw her taste out as fully as possible.

“About how lucky I am to be here with you,” Brandon asked,
exposing his feelings in a way he had never done before. He pulled away from
her mouth, just far enough so that he could look into her eyes. “I’m so happy
we’re here. Truly. For the next four days, I’m not thinking about the military
or combat or other people’s opinions. I’m focusing completely on you.”

Kylie moaned as her lips sealed over his again. Parting the
blanket, his hands found the cool, naked flesh of Kylie’s breasts, and was
happy to discover that beneath the large quilt, she was already naked. Kylie
giggled as she kissed him when she heard him groan, and knew that he enjoyed
the surprise.

On the couch, Brandon shifted her off of his lap until she
was lying on her back on the cushions. He broke their kiss only to turn her
around so that her face was in the pillows. Immediately she gripped the soft
cushion and closed her eyes as Brandon’s teeth scraped teasingly over her
shoulder blade.

“I want you inside me,” Kylie whispered, raising her
backside up so that it would brush up against his zipper.

Chuckling, Brandon shook his head. “No yet, baby. “I finally
have the time to explore you, and I plan on taking my time.” For emphasis he
slapped her ass, making her moan and gyrate into the couch. He liked that she
liked things a little rough- so did he.

With excruciating slowness, Brandon’s teeth, tongue, and
lips grazed and nibbled from one shoulder to the other, and then down the
beautiful dip of her spine. He paid attention to each time she gyrated a little
extra, every time she moaned or gasped. He kept a log in his head, storing it
away for future use. Studying her body had become his knew favorite subject,
and he suddenly felt excited to study.

By the time he reached her pert buttocks, Kylie was writhing
and moaning into the pillow, her teeth biting down on the rough fabric so she
could focus herself. He loved the way the flesh of her cheek bounced when he
kissed or bit it. It was hypnotizing to see, and soon he found himself biting
her there more for his pleasure than hers.

“What’s this?” Brandon asked, his voice low and thick with
arousal. He was looking at her legs, which had slowly been parting further and
further as his lips had explored her back. Leaning down, he dipped his tongue
between her legs, running it from the bottom of her lips, all the way to the
top of her clitoris. Kylie gasped and moaned loudly as she felt his tongue, and
begged him for more. It was a plea Brandon couldn’t refuse. He loved the way
her juices felt, on his lips and tasted on his tongue.

At his leisure Brandon ran his tongue over her most sacred
place, licking her back and forth to procure more and more moans. When he felt
her juices begin to spill over onto the couch, he dipped her fingers inside of
her, coating them in her honey thoroughly before pulling out. Gently he began
to massage the outskirts of her anus, slipping the tip of his finger inside a
little bit at a time.

Above, Kylie was gripping the pillow for dear life, and
telling her body to relax as much as she could. She had never been explored in
such a way before, but she found that she was enjoying it very much. Still,
despite the pleasure, there was a bit of pain. Brandon was being as gentle as
he could, which only turned her on even further. She wanted to do this for him,
to give him this little first. Slowly the pain began to fade, and as Brandon
continued to lick and tease her, he slid inside her anus even further until he
was inside of her up to his knuckle.

“Ohhh,” Kylie moaned deeply, unused to such a sensation. As
she did so, Brandon slipped a finger between her lips, and simultaneously began
moving his fingers as he licked her clitoris.

“Brandon,” she pleaded, not even sure what she wanted. She
felt deliciously full. An orgasm, stronger than ever before, was building
inside of her, and the only thing she could do was hang on to her pillow and
stay as relaxed as possible.

“Yes, baby, yes,” Brandon groaned, moving a little faster.
“I can feel you getting ready to come. Come for me, baby.”

As if she could control such a thing, Kylie’s body exploded
in an earth shattering orgasm. Kylie’s eyes rolled up into her head and her
body rose off of the couch as she felt shock after shock of pleasure. It seemed
like forever before she finally was able to catch her breath, and by the time
she was finally able to Brandon had her in his arms, cradled to his chest as he
rained kisses over her face and hair.

“More,” she whispered, wrapping her fingers around his
already stiff cock. “Please, give me more.”

Not wanting to argue, Brandon stood up with her in his arms
and brought her to the high arm of the couch. As they kissed they finished
removing his clothes, and without the thought of protection, Brandon surged
inside of her as he held her up on the arm of the couch. Brandon growled as he
felt her hot wetness close tightly around him, and he began to thrust wildly
into her. Her breasts bounced happily as he did so, and he couldn’t help but
clamp his mouth over one nipple, then the other as they made love.

Kylie woke up to the sound of Brandon’s heartbeat in her
ear. She’d fallen asleep again, just like the two nights before. The sun
streamed happily into the window, as if it had no idea that the day brought a
sadness over the cabin. It was their last day at the cabin, and within four
hours they would be driving back home, where they would once again have to
pretend that they were simply stepbrother and sister.

A fat tear slipped out of Kylie’s left eye, and slid down to
land on Brandon’s hard chest. She loved sleeping curled up beside him with her
head on his chest. To her, it was the most comfortable thing in the world, and
she didn’t want to give it up. Unfortunately, though, she had to.

Careful not to wake Brandon, Kylie slipped out of the bed
and tiptoed to the bedroom door. From the hook she pulled her light blue silk
robe and wrapped it around herself. In the kitchen, she busied herself with
making coffee in the old fashioned percolator. She had destroyed the first pot
of coffee when they’d first got there, but now she was quite adept to using the
machine. She poured the black goodness into a hand-sculpted mug, and then added
her usual heavy amount of cream and sugar to the mix. When she was done, she
creaked open the front door of the cabin, and went to sit at the hand made
picnic table.

From her seat she could see the forest was full of wildlife.
Birds, rabbits, squirrels, and even a few deer seemed to make the forest move
and come alive. In the trees, she saw a mama bird feed her chicks, and through
the thickets on the forest floor she saw a mama deer with her many spotted
fawn, grazing through the floors brush to find something suitable to eat.

They all seemed to have children, except for her. They
reminded her of some of the women she met in college that were there solely for
the purpose of finding a husband. Quite a few of them had dropped out before
their junior year to get married and start their careers as housewives. She
wondered if any of them had children by now, and the possibility startled her.

She had never met a woman as young as she was with a child,
though of course she knew they were out there. Though her high school was
small, it was also very old school. There were no teen pregnancies that she
knew of, and there weren’t any in college either. Kylie thought of how
different her life would be if she had a husband and a family.

She pictured, for a moment, being married to Brandon and
having his children. They would travel around the world, helping those in need
while Brandon would stand watch protectively over them, making sure that no one
brought harm to their cause. She had to smile as she pictured children with
caramel colored skin, green eyes, and springy brown and blonde curls. The
picture moved her to another tear, but this time she quickly wiped it away. It
was just a thought, she told herself. Nothing more than that.

For the next few minutes Kylie let her mind go blank and
just absorb the day. Not too long after Brandon came out with his own mug of
coffee, wearing only his old swimming trunks. He kissed the top of her head and
ran a hand over back before he sat down next to her on the picnic table. Kylie
thought he looked incredibly sexy, all rumpled and still sexy.

“What are you doing out here?” He asked, following her line
of sight.

“Just watching the forest,” she replied simply. “Wishing we
didn’t have to leave already.”

Brandon let out a low breath, and raised his cup to his
mouth. “Me too,” he whispered. “This has been the best trip I’ve ever taken
with anyone.”

“Ditto,” Kylie replied, laughing. “And at least we’re
actually bringing some fish home for mom and dad. It will make our story seem
more legit since we ‘forgot’ our camera.”

Brandon nodded his head with a smile, but stayed silent.
They both knew that it was time go, but neither wanted to say it. Neither
wanted to break the news that their beautiful time together was actually over.

~

“Are you okay?” Brandon asked, reaching over to squeeze
Kylie’s hand. They had had an eerily quiet drive back home. Kylie had barely
said a word, even when Brandon tried to talk to her. All of her focus seemed to
be on the passenger side window and its passing scenery.

“I’m fine,” Kylie said softly, almost distantly. They had
pulled into the driveway of their parent’s house, and were simply sitting
there. Brandon looked around to make sure no one was watching, and when he
deemed it safe he leaned over to give her a final kiss.

To his complete surprise, Kylie moved away from him and out
of his reach.

“Vacation is over,” she said softly. “We have to watch what
we’re doing now.” Before Brandon could reply, Kylie pushed open her creaky
passenger side door and got out of the car. She grabbed the quickly melting
bucket of iced fish out of the back seat, and without another word headed
towards the house.

A sharp ache cracked through Brandon’s heart as he watched
her walk away from him. He couldn’t be mad at her for pushing him away. How
could he? He wanted to do the exact same thing. He
should
be doing the
exact same thing, especially since he was leaving in two weeks. Still, no
matter how hard he had tried, he hadn’t been able to do it. Having her close
was just too good to resist.