Rachel tried to put the night behind her. During the day, she could push the thoughts from her mind. But she had awakened more than once at night and touched herself to the memory. She was sure she would never get in a situation like that again. She felt both shame and embarrassment at the memory. But the sex itself and Tye's style were overwhelmingly arousing. And while she was shocked at how he spoke during their sex, her body had a mind of its own. Her body found all of it arousing.
She knew she should tell Amanda. She was her best friend, and she deserved to know. But she couldn't bring herself to do it. It was too humiliating, and she didn't want to ruin their friendship. She decided she would just have to be more careful in the future.
Days passed, and Rachel threw herself into her studies, volunteered at the animal shelter, and even joined a book club. Within a couple of weeks, she had mostly forgotten it happened. That is, until the day she approached her dorm, Tye leaned against the building next to the door. He had that same goofy, lovable smile on his face.
Her heart skipped a beat as she neared him, wondering if she should keep walking or pretend she didn't see him. She steeled herself and offered a tentative wave. "Hey."
Tye grinned at her, his blue eyes sparkling. "Hey, gorgeous. You're looking even better than I remember." He motioned for her to come closer, and she walked towards him despite her better judgment. "So, how have you been?"
"I've been good, thanks. And you?" she managed to reply, her heart hammering in her chest.
"Oh, you know, I'm just hanging out, working on some projects," he said. I was actually thinking about going down to the beach tonight to do some stargazing. Are you interested? I could pick you up."
Rachel hesitated, unsure if she should trust him. But something in his voice, in his eyes, made her feel safe. "Okay," she finally said. "That sounds like fun." She glanced around, suddenly nervous. "When should I meet you?"
Tye smiled reassuringly. "Just meet me back here about nine. It should start to get dark by then.”
Rachel nodded, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "Okay, see you then." She watched him walk away, feeling a strange tug in her chest. She wondered if she was making the right decision, but there was something about the way he looked at her, the way he made her feel special, that she couldn't resist.
She spent the rest of the day preparing for her night out, picking out a cute sundress and a light jacket in case it got chilly. She brushed her hair until it shone and applied a touch of makeup to enhance her features. As nine o'clock rolled around, she paced in front of her door, her heart racing with anticipation.
Just as she was about to give up hope, she heard a horn honk outside. When she glanced out the window, she saw Tye sitting in a Jeep without doors. She grabbed her bag and slid it over her shoulder, feeling a flutter in her stomach as she hurried to the parking.
He grinned as she approached, his eyes lighting up when he saw her. "You look beautiful, Rachel," he said, "I'm glad you could come."
She slid into the passenger seat, feeling the warm night air caress her skin. "Thanks," she replied, her voice sounding a little shaky. "I'm glad I could make it, too."
Tye pulled out of the parking lot and onto the darkened road. The Jeep's open-air design made her feel even more exposed and oddly liberating. As they drove, Tye turned up the music. It was challenging to carry on a conversation between the loud music and the wind. So Rachel leaned back and enjoyed the increasing smell of the ocean and the cool breeze on her face.
He parked the car at a small, secluded beach, and they climbed out. The sand was warm and yielding beneath her feet as she followed Tye to a blanket he had laid out. He spread it out, and she sat down, crossing her legs. As she looked up at the sky, she gasped. The stars were so bright and close that they looked like a glittering sea of diamonds.
"Aw, you like that?" Tye asked, his voice full of wonder.
"It's breathtaking," Rachel replied, unable to take her eyes off the sky. "I've never seen so many stars."
Tye took her hand, his fingers warm and strong against her skin. "I'm glad you could come. I've wanted to do this since that night at the party."
Rachel smiled up at him, feeling a warmth spread through her. "Me too," she said, squeezing his hand gently. But his mention of that night flooded her mind with the details of that memory. Things had gotten out of hand so fast.
She looked back at the stars, focusing on the constellations he'd pointed out. They seemed to dance across the sky, their patterns shifting with each passing moment. She wondered how long it would take to learn all of them. Maybe Tye could teach her.
"You know," she said, her voice barely above the sound of the waves, "I always thought I wanted to travel the world. But after tonight, I'm not so sure." She paused, looking at him. "I mean, why would I want to see all those stars when I've got this many right here?"
Tye smiled, his eyes shining in the moonlight. "I'm glad you feel that way, Rachel. I think... I could make you very happy here with me." He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "And I could make you feel things you've never felt before."
Rachel shivered, her heart racing. She could feel the heat emanating from his body and smell the subtle scent of his cologne. It was intoxicating. Despite all the promises she made to herself about boundaries tonight, she found herself slowly melting.
As he kissed her, his lips soft and insistent, she let out a small moan, feeling the warmth spread through her. His hands touched her neck, her face. She felt a soft euphoria wash over her.
Their lips moved together, his tongue tentatively exploring her mouth as she opened herself up to him. The feel of his skin against hers, the smell of his cologne, and the taste of his kiss were all so intoxicating. She threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer, wanting more. She could feel the heat between them growing, the night air humming with their desire.
A small, quiet voice in her head tried to remind her to slow down and stop now. But the noise of the waves and his breathing in her ear quickly drowned it out.
Her hands traveled up his chest, over his shoulders, and down his back. She could feel the muscles there tense and relax beneath her fingers. He groaned into the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers as they explored each other's mouths. His hands moved to her sides, squeezing her close as he rolled over onto his back, taking her with him.
The sand shifted beneath them, molding itself to the curves of their bodies. They continued to kiss, their mouths opening wider, their tongues tangling together. The sound of the waves crashing onto the shore seemed to mingle with their breath, creating an almost hypnotic rhythm. At that moment, she felt Tye begin to rotate his hips under her.
She gasped, her head snapping back, her eyes meeting his. They were both flushed, their chests heaving. "Tye," she breathed, her fingers digging into the warm skin of his shoulders. "I... I don't want to..."
But he didn't seem to hear her. His hips continued to move, his eyes locked on hers. There was a raw desire in his expression that made it impossible for her to resist. She felt herself growing wet between her legs, her body aching for him.
"I know we got carried away last time. But I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about you," he whispered in her ear.
Their bodies continued to move, his hips slowly grinding against hers. She arched her back, pressing herself into the warmth between his legs. His hands moved to her hips, guiding her in time with his movements. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore seemed to blend with their breathing, creating an almost hypnotic rhythm.
As they moved together, she felt a building pressure deep within her. She couldn't believe how good it felt, how right. It was as if their bodies had been made for this moment, this connection. Tye's lips found her neck, sucking gently on her skin as he continued to thrust. She moaned, her head thrown back, her fingers digging into the sand beneath her.
As long as this was all they did, it was okay. She would stop if he tried to go further. She thought she had prepared for this moment. But that was when it seemed like he was only trying to have a one-night stand. Now, it seemed he really liked her, and her hormones clouded her judgment.
Her thoughts were interrupted as Tye reached up and grabbed a breast in each hand, squeezing them and pushing them together.
This is still OK, she thought. We can just keep things over our clothes. She let out a long breath. She didn't realize she was holding in.
As Tye continued to thrust, she moved with him, their bodies sliding against each other. Her heart raced, and she felt a heat building inside her. She arched her back, pressing herself closer to him, wanting more. His fingers found where her nipples were poking through her bra and dress, and he began teasing them with his fingernails. He kissed her again, deeper this time, their tongues tangling together.
"I can't stop thinking about your breasts. Easily the best I have ever seen. I'm so lucky you shared them with me," Tye said, laying it on thick.
Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his fingers brush against her aching nipples. "Tye," she moaned, arching into his touch. "That feels so good."
"Show them to me again, Rachel. Damn, I HAVE to see them," Tye pleaded.
"I can't. Not without taking off my whole dress," she tried to explain.
"Please, Rach... you have to show me again."
Her heart raced as he looked into her eyes, desire burning bright. She knew she should resist, but it was as if he held some power over her, some irresistible force that made her want to give in. Slowly, she pulled the dress up and over her head. She felt goosebumps all over her body as the cool ocean air touched her everywhere except her bra and panties.
Tye gasped as her full, perfect breasts were revealed to him. His hands cupped them, lifting them so he could look at them better. "They're even better than I remember," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Take off the bra too?"
"Tye, I will be naked; someone will see," she responded.
"No one will see," he said as he reached behind her and unhooked her bra, pulling it toward him and off.
Her breasts were now completely exposed to the cool air, her nipples hard and erect. Tye's mouth watered as he looked at them. He leaned forward, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking gently. She arched her back, letting out a moan as she felt him tease her sensitive flesh. His other hand moved to her hip, helping her to rock her hips, grinding against his erection.
The sound of the waves crashing against the shore seemed to mingle with the sounds of their passion. She was lost in lust. For a brief moment, she thought about her boundaries and how she was in just her panties on top of this fully-dressed boy on the beach.
"I'm not sure this is a good idea," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Tye lifted his head from her breast and looked into her eyes. "We've gone this far, Rachel. No one can see us. It is just you and me and this magical moment under the stars. We can stop if you want. But let me make you feel good first."
His words sent a shiver down her spine. She knew she should stop him, but something inside her didn't want to. Her mind was telling her to stop. But her body was telling her just a little more. She nodded, biting her lip, and let him continue.
He slid his hands down her hips, over her thighs, and up between their bodies, cupping her through her panties. His touch was featherlight at first but then grew more insistent as he began to stroke her. His fingers found her clit, and he began to circle it, teasing her mercilessly. She arched her back, moaning loudly, her hips bucking against his hand.
"You feel so good," she gasped. "Oh, Tye..."
Her body tensed as she felt the first wave of pleasure wash over her. He kept stroking her, his fingers moving faster, his touch more insistent. The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but moan his name. Her hips bucked against his hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She felt herself getting closer and closer, the pleasure building inside her with each stroke of his fingers.
"I want to fuck you again, Rachel. I want to fuck you tonight, tomorrow, next week, and as far as we can see. I don't want to be without you," Tye said, warming her heart and her core.
