To Be Yours Again-Chapter 257 Lips collided

*LORENZO*

I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her to me, fisting her skirt as our lips collided.

I bunched up her skirt until the tips of my fingers grazed the bare skin of her thigh, my tongue stroking the inside of her mouth.

She moaned into me before we disengaged from each other.

We turned around and I moved to open the door of a car for her.

She gasped. “How did you get that?"

"I rented it. At first I thought maybe I wouldn’t know how to drive but when I got on the wheel, oh boy, I suddenly missed driving. I really want to know who I am"

She rubbed her palms together.

"Well, good for you. But this surely cost you a lot of money."

I held her hand and looked into her eyes.

"I can take care of you, of everything you need"

Well, sincerely speaking, not everything because of the nature of my job but I know I will soon.

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Almost an hour later, the two of us were cruising into a Creek.

I pulled up my rented car and watched as Danica alighted from the car.

I ran my hand through the steering wheel wishing this was my car.

I got down from my car and watched Danica run up to the small deck and threw her arms out, the wind of the forest cascading over her body.

It caught her shirt and fluttered it against her, pulling tendrils of her beautiful hair from the bobby pins that held it back.

I leaned against my car, taking in the beauty of her form against the backdrop of Mother Earth.

She looked so peaceful.

She turned toward me and smiled, then held her hand to beckon for me.

I walked over to her and stood there, lacing our fingers together.

I closed my eyes and took in the moment, commiting it all to memory.

Wind whipped through the trees and the grass around us rustled.

"Let’s get set up.” She said.

I looked down at her and she smiled up at me.

I raced her to the car and we tugged everything out of it.

I decided that this was the right place and time to tell her how I feel.

Danica piled all our stuff and got our sleeping bags set up while I set out to build a fire.

There was a lake off in the distance and we heard the sounds of giggling children before they splashed down into it.

I gathered sticks and brought out some matches, then struck up a fire and got it going in front of our campground.

It was just the two of us alone at this part of the forest.

"Ready for dinner?" She asked after a bit.

I turned around and watched her come out in a pair of yoga pants and a T-shirt.

She carried some things in a bag and came to sit down beside me before she handed me a wire hanger she had unraveled.

She pulled out the hot dogs, the buns and all the condiments, plus a bag of chips I knew would be gone by the time we were done fisting them into our mouths.

"Damn! We need another hanger.” I let out.

Without a sound, she took the hanger and bent it in half.

"Genius.” I complimented.

"I know ,right?” She said with a proud smile. “I can’t wait to eat those.”

I panned the hanger over to her so she could slide her hot dog off the end.

"Ketchup, mustard and cheese please"I said.

"You don’t like banana peppers on yours?" She asked.

"No, I don’t like any kind of pepper."

"That’s weird because a certain chef almost killed me with pepper some days ago."

I laughed.

"Do you want to get laid while we’re out here? Because calling me weird isn’t going to help with that.”

Danica gasped.

I continued. “We could...you know and I’d put the moves on you.” I said with a wink.

She giggled while she made her hot dog.

We cracked jokes as the fire dwindled and ate our fair share of hot dogs and chips.

We leaned back into the two chairs I had brought with nothing but the stars above us and the crickets surrounding us.

"I like being out here.” She said. “Thank you for setting this up.”

My heart fluttered.

She was happy and I was happy.

I brought her hand to my lips to kiss, holding my touch there a little longer than usual.

"Anything for you, Dani."

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*DANICA*

The fire crackled to a slow ember as Lorenzo traced his thumb along my skin.

My stomach was full and the night was thick around us.

My tummy hurt from laughing and my throat was hoarse from all the talking we had done.

The moon hung heavily in the sky, and every other campsite around us had quieted down and gone to bed for the evening.

No more children were heard splashing around in the lake and no more four-wheelers were heard driving about in the woods behind us.

It was just Lorenzo and I...

And the dwindling fire as the stars twinkled above us.

I looked over at him and found him already staring at me.

His shadowed outline loomed closer to me, his warmth encompassing me as he leaned over.

I met him for a kiss.

It was a silent, tender moment between us.

I tasted the mustard on his tongue, his soda on his lips.

His hands slid up my arm before he cupped my cheeks, deepening our kiss.

My body tingled for him.

My skin jumped alive underneath his touch.

My mind came to a grinding halt as he got up from his seat, dipping between my legs and wrapped his arms around me.

I hummed into his kiss, feeling his hands splay across my back as he pulled me to the edge of my chair.

I felt so close to him.

The tension thickened between us and my tits rose to painful peaks, threatening to poke holes through my shirt.

His hands slipped underneath the fabric of my top, running along my skin.

I shivered against him, wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me as his movements grew more desperate.