Chapter 14: Slippery slope
This was dangerous. I was pinned down by Victor, with barely any free space created by his left arm propping over me. That freedom was quickly vanishing as he leaned in a whispered in my ear.
"Let me clean up my mess…"
"Ugh…" I was still attempting to shove him off with my remaining fee limb, while he kissed me on the neck below the ear, he just whispered into. His hot breath on my skin sent waves if excitement into my soul.
He shifted his weight onto his right side and moved his left arm to my waist, smoothly gliding up to my armpit. With a little tickle I jerked, losing my last grip on him. His palm deftly slid up my arm, grasping the wrist and pushing it up and locking it in above my head.
With my body pinned down, and firmly locked in, my lips were sealed with his. There was no resisting his passionate kiss. His fingers traced outline of my cheek, down my neck and around my left breast; circling around and spiraling towards the nipple. It is amazing how much I could feel through swimsuit and a tee. Still passionately kissing, he begun teasing it with his index finger. Up-down, up-down and a random circle…
My mind went blank, gasps for air slowly turned into moans as my body spasmed from all the teasing. Suddenly, Victor rolled and flopped on the grass beside me, only leaving my head resting in his right palm, which now was perfectly relaxed just taking the shape of my skull like a flesh made helmet.
With me all hot and bothered, slightly confused I lay on the hand pillow. While a tinge of disappointment begun itching my loins, he starts to talk.
"I know you didn't want anything to do with me anymore…"
"…"
"I couldn't stop thinking about you."
"…"
"You know, I found myself acting ridiculous. If I thought you were in town square, I'd urge guys to go there. Seeing you heading to club, I'll uproot them and drag everyone in your direction…"
"it's your fault…"
Yeah, I got no pity for this teasing bastard.
"I know."
He said as he pushed me closer with his cupped arm and pulled me in a hug with his left. I ended up lying on his chest; with his palm still cupping my head, and the other on my lower back. In a tight embrace with my ear on his muscular chest, his heart beat setting a rhythm to my eardrum. His musky scent, like a drug, entering my senses and mixing with my hormones.
I'm floating, almost as high as on the first night, I can feel my subconscious fear holding me back from losing myself completely like a little wall around my cracked heart. Kind of a disappointing after knowing the first high. This love for him residing in the shards that had broke off and are lying outside my defenses. I guess we can try again, if he's good I can lower my defenses, if not then he'll destroy this irrational longing for him that has already invaded my soul. We spend eternity like that, or maybe a moment before Seta called out.
"Nastya! Come swim with me a little!"
"Shu…ng…" My 'Sure thing' got muffled when I was pulled back while getting up. Like a chicken trying to escape a bearhug, all I could do is flap my elbows while huffing and puffing. With a slabbery kiss on the neck I was let go after I ran out of steam and stopped resisting.
Giving a death glare I pulled away from the slimy monster that left drool behind, still tickling my neck.
I went to the gazebo, where bags were already unloaded onto a bench and food was weighting down the table. Guys were starting a fire in the pit, and setting up grill for shish kabobs. It seems Seta got bored and called out to me. She was already ready to go, chilling on the bench wrapped in towel… I guess that face expression means Sergy didn't notice or took a hint…
I located my bag, took out my towel, quickly pulled off my tee and pulled down my shorts. With towel firmly in place around me, I was ready to go.
We located few small trails in between the tall reed grasses, and chose the best one. There was a pier you could jump off, but I didn't have any strength left me to try it out. With towels and shoes left not too far from the muddy part we begun entering the body of water.
Soft mud, turned into wet slimy sludge within two steps, slurping through the toes. With occasional step on a buried stone or a mollusk shell (hopefully that was only that!) it made a treachery trot to the deeper waters. Why are we holding hands? Both of us are wobbly weaklings, and if one falls, the other will follow.
"Brrrrrr…"x 2
Getting to the knee-high water there was finally firm sand under my toes, but the morning lake was still chilly from the night before. All it takes is one quick dip to acclimate but that's the worst part. I gave a longing look to the wooden pier, that would have been faster, but would wet my hair which I had in a bun to keep as much out of water as possible.
We got the level of water up to our bums now, just standing there procrastinating the inevitable.
Finally, we decided to go with a rhyme, where you dip on last word holding hands, so if you chicken out at the last moment the other person will pull you in, supposedly.
X2:
"Gramps walked in on granny with 'hah',
Granny said in pleasure…"
"AHHH!"
"OHHH!"
We both squirmed when chilled water engulfed our warm skin. After few moments the senses normalized and I began enjoying the fresh buoyancy by taking in a lot of air and picking up my feet. I swam a little, more like floated by mildly stroking while gentle lake waves lulled me side to side.
I looked back, Seta was still chilling in same spot, probably as tired as I was. I decided to slowly head back to her so she's not alone.
SPLASH!
I look to my left and there is a little fountain, then Losi's head comes up from under the water and proceeds in Seta's direction. Whaaa? I didn't have time to finish a thought.
SPLASH!
Another cannonball broke the lake's surface. After a moment. Victor's head appeared. O no, a butterfly bullet was heading towards me. How do I dodge? Shit, I'm not strong enough to outrun… was my last thought when a cold, wet hand snaked around my waist and lifted me into a cradle embrace. With one arm around his neck to keep my head above the water, I was practically floating on top of it with him pushing my bum up and out.
"Where's the rest of guys?"
"Passo watching the fire, Kazy and Sergy went to a quieter far side to try and catch some fish."
He answered while gliding over and under my thighs with his other hand. Something about the water made me feel helpless as he swayed me around making waves. Somehow, we moved out of sight from Seta.
He was standing firmly on the bottom of the lake now and let me go, like a fishing bobber I went down, didn't feel the ground with my toes, inhaled to float up, and made a move to swim closer to the shore. But was pulled back into a hug and propped up with my legs straddling his torso. I had no choice but to hold on to him to stay above water.
A wet hand touched back of my head sending cold shivers down my spine, with it he pulled me in for a kiss. Without letting my lips go, other hand moves to my breast and gives it a deep massage. Eventually it slipped under the thin fabric.
"Muff-huff…"
My protests were muted by the lack of air and oral freedom.
The hand swiftly liberated my breasts from their cloth shields, exposing them to the sunshine.
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