Page 25 of Another Love, Another Time

As he’s thrusting, I move my left hand to his balls, and I start to play with them. I know he loves it when I do that. Soon enough, he is shooting his cum into the back of my throat, and I swallow it like a damn porn star.

“Fuck, Riv. That’s the best blow job I think I’ve ever had.”

I flinch at his words. I know he’s been sexually active with other girls, but I don’t want to hear about it. He’s the only one I’ve ever done anything with. Don’t get me wrong. I’ve tried, but I felt so guilty when I was with other people.

Auggie notices my discomfort. “Sorry, Riv. You know that’s not what I meant. That felt really fucking good.”

He brings his right hand up to capture my chin, forcing me to look at him while he rubs his thumb across my bottom lip. “It’s your turn.” And then his lips are on mine.

I feel him rotating us at the same time he cups my left breast and bares it. He rubs his thumb over the nipple to tease it. He pulls away from my lips, bares my other breast, and sucks my right nipple.

I’m pushed into the chair. I immediately bring my feet up so that I’m spread out for him. He’s now down on his knees. “What do you want, Riv?” he asks as he rubs his thumbs over my slit. My bikini bottom is the only thing separating us.

My nipples pebble as he continues rubbing. “Keep doing that, Auggie,” I moan.

“You don’t want me to get any closer?” He continues to rub my slit. He knows I love that the most. He must feel how wet I am.

I hum in agreement. I do want him closer. He slides two of his fingers under the fabric, and he is now teasing my folds.

“Riv, did sucking my dick turn you on?”

I nod because I’m afraid that if I say anything, I’ll moan, and I really don’t want to wake our parents. He continues to tease my entrance, rubbing and getting ready to take me.

My swim bottom has a tie. He pulls the string with his left hand without interrupting my pleasure. He moves over to the right side as he continues to work me closer to orgasm.

Once my bottoms are untied, I’m bared completely to him. He gently spreads my opening, and I feel two of his fingers enter. At the same time, I feel a light nip at my clit. Not too much pressure. I like to be teased. I feel myself getting closer and closer, and I really want to cum with him in me.

He’s hard again. “Auggie,” I breathe out.

“What, Riv?” He lifts his head.

“I want you inside me now,” I try to whisper as low as I can.

He shifts, brings his dick to my entrance, and rubs the tip through my folds. Every time he gets to my entrance, he pushes just the tip in and then repeats. He’s playing with me. I love it, but at the same time, I’m going crazy.

“We don’t have a condom. ‘No glove, no love.’ Isn’t that what you always say, River?” he says as he continues to tease me. Good thing I thought of everything today, because I would have definitely let him fuck me without.

“There’s some in that drawer over there. Hurry, Auggie.”

He laughs and pulls back. “Damn, River. You had this all planned out, didn’t you?

” He crawls over to the side table, pulls the drawer open, and finds the condoms I stashed in there earlier today.

I hear him open the package and see him roll the condom down his length.

He crawls back over and starts teasing my entrance.

I can’t wait to feel him inside of me. He’s driving me wild, and I’m on the brink of an orgasm just from him teasing me.

He’s running his dick through my folds, and this time, he doesn’t stop at the tip.

When he finds my entrance, he pushes all the way in.

I want to moan loudly, but I cover my mouth so I don’t wake anyone up.

All I can hear is the two of us trying to control our breathing.

He gives me a few seconds to get used to him.

He goes to pull out, but then we hear something vibrate.

It sounds like a phone. I know it’s not mine.

I don’t have mine on me. It has to be Auggie’s.

“Just leave it,” I tell him. I want him to start moving, but I know Auggie. He won’t. It’s almost midnight. Who could be calling him? The vibrating stops. Not two seconds later, it’s sounding again.

“Riv, it might be important.”

I huff. I know he’s right, but I’m so frustrated. I was almost there.

He pulls out. I’m left empty and unsatisfied. He grabs his boardshorts and finds his phone. “It’s Logan.”

I sit up. Logan wouldn’t call unless he absolutely had to. I start to grab my swimsuit bottoms and put them on.

“Hey,” Auggie starts. I can’t hear the conversation on the other end. When he stands up and pulls the condom off, I know whatever we were doing is over.

I want to scream. He’s still listening to Logan and holds the condom up for me.

I grab it from him and find the tissue and the plastic bag I stashed earlier.

I throw them in the bag and finish getting decent.

When I turn around, Auggie already has his shorts back on.

I hear him say, “I’ll be right there,” and then he hangs up.

“What’s going on?” I question.

“Melissa. I guess she started crying. She was messing around with that guy she invited over, but in the middle of it, she just started crying.”

“Did he do something to her?”

“Not that Logan said, but the two guys left. I think she freaked them out. Now she’s crying. She wants me to go down there to talk to her.”

Now I’m furious. She interrupted our time together. “Does this happen all the time?”

“No, but I’m usually there to make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid.”

“Why can’t Logan help her?”

“Well, he has to deal with Monica, Melissa, and her friend. He’s kind of outnumbered.”

“Why can’t he just have her friend bring her up to the house?”

“I guess she is being loud. He doesn’t want her to wake anyone up.”

“Why does it have to be you? It’s not like she’s your girlfriend,” I snap partly from my sexual frustration, partly because I knew something like this was going to happen.

“Neither are you, so stop asking questions.” Auggie has never snapped at me like that. I flinch at his words and feel the tears start. He reaches out. “I didn’t mean it like—”

I pull out of his grasp. “No, I get it. Go rescue Princess Melissa. God forbid she has to do something herself.”

“It’s not like that…” he tries, but I don’t hear the rest of what he's saying. I’m walking out of the room with the evidence of what we just did. Almost did.

He doesn’t come after me. I think that hurts worse. I go to my room and cry myself to sleep.

~~

I wake up early, and I don’t see Melissa in her bed. I get this sinking feeling. I know my eyes are still puffy from crying, but I don’t really care. I go down to get some coffee. Our parents are up. Aunt Connie already has the coffee going. I pour a cup without making eye contact with anyone.

“Oh, honey, did you have an allergic reaction to something?” Aunt Jess asks. I just shake my head and walk toward the back deck. I look in the TV room as I pass. What I see hurts my heart.

Auggie is sitting up, head back. Melissa is lying with her head down on his lap. It looks like he was playing with her hair. There is a bucket and a towel at his feet.

He left me to go help her. Blinking back tears, I shake it off and continue to the deck. I find my sunglasses I left on the table and put them on. I don’t want to talk to anyone. I just want to sit and drink my coffee in peace.

Melissa’s mom comes out. I definitely don’t want to talk to her. “Hey, River. Late night?” I grunt my response, hoping she gets the hint. She laughs. “Did you see Auggie and Melissa? So cute. He always makes sure she makes it home safe.”

“Yup. Auggie, always the knight in shining armor.” I can’t listen to anything else she says. I pick up my coffee and head down to the dock. I don’t want to be social right now.

Once at the dock, I take my flip flops off, lower myself to the edge of the dock, and sit.

My feet barely graze the water, but it feels good with the sun shining down.

It’s not long after I finish my coffee that I hear my mom yell that I need to start getting ready.

We’ll have to leave in about an hour to head toward Cabbage Island.

~~

I’ve successfully avoided Auggie for most of the day. Melissa has been hanging off Auggie’s arm for the better part of the day, and he doesn’t dare say anything to me around her. I made sure I was first in line when the food was ready.

When Auggie sits down next to me at the picnic table, I stand up and grab my tray.

I’ve just lost my appetite. Melissa and her friend are still looking for a place to eat.

He reaches for me, but before he can, I’m out of his reach.

I yell out to Melissa, “Hey, Melissa. I’m done.

You can sit here.” Then, I turn and walk off.

~~

We finally got back from the clam bake. It was fun, and the food was good. I mostly hung out with the parents to avoid Auggie. I tried to act as unaffected as possible. I don’t think any of the parents noticed. If Logan noticed, he didn’t say anything. He tries to stay out of our shit.

Auggie and I are supposed to go to our reservation to see the sunset, but at this point, I just want to go alone. It’s supposed to be relaxing, but at this point, I think it would just stress me out.

I just got out of the shower and am brushing out my hair. There’s a knock at the door. I have my clothes on, so I tell the person they can come in. It’s my mom, holding a set of keys in her hand.

“When are you leaving?” she asks.

“In about ten minutes,” I respond.

“Are you sure you want to go by yourself? I would feel better if you took someone with you.”

“I just need some time to clear my head. We are only on day two, and I’m about ready to explode, Mom.”

“Okay, sweetie. Just keep your phone on you and your location identifier on.”

“Yes, Mom.” Then, she walks out of the bathroom and closes the door. I pull my long hair up in a messy bun, put some mascara on, and head to the car.

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