Sci Fi & Fantasy / Road Trip

Chapter 10 Road Trip

The morning sun blazed against the back of my eyelids and the chill of the autumn morning made me want to dig deeper into the warmth of Bry’s body. The frost filled air shook my chest as I yawned.

I pulled Bry’s arm around me and tried to squirm deeper into the covers to hide the small bits of flesh that were exposed to the frigid air during my night’s slumber. I heard his sharp intake of breath as I twisted around and buried my face into his warm chest. The tip of my nose felt like ice and I tried to hide from the morning chill and memories that threatened to tear me permanently from my sleep.

“Morning Ty.” I felt Bry’s fingers trailing through my tangled hair pulling against the night’s work of knots and pillow made curls.

I wasn’t going to give up my night’s rest or the warmth of his body easily, and responded with a grunt.

“Rise and shine beautiful, we have to pack.” I wanted to cry. That piece of spoken reality destroyed any illusions I had of sleeping later into the day.

I slid up the length of his chest in a stretch and looked higher finding his loving deep green eyes staring back at me. I couldn’t help smiling as I trailed my fingertips along the curve of his jaw. It tapered to his chin but promised a prominent square line in adulthood. He was beautiful, even now, with his crazy mess of blond hair and warm green eyes. I trailed my lips against the line of his chin and kissed him gently on that parcel of skin between the jaw and ear.

Sitting up I let my head hang and breathed a heavy sigh as the blue comforter gathered at my tapered waist. I was happy with my wraith like body, as I looked at my protruding hip bones and narrow waist.

I needed a shower and a hot cup of coffee. Shadow kicked her legs out and I felt the sharp edge of her toenails graze my back. Our movement woke her and she didn’t seem any happier at finding the dawn than I was.

The last remnants of my morning ‘tension’ disappeared as I threw back the covers and let the cool air assault my flesh. I crawled out of bed and heard Bry follow. The crunch and creak of bed springs told me I wouldn’t spend my morning misery alone. I liked the cold weather when I slept. The brisk air would make me burrow so deep into the covers I might never see daylight, but I always rose with the sun. Climbing out into the frigid surroundings; however, was another thing. Fall mornings in Illinois are not your friend.

It was November; the smell of earth, dried leaves, almost sausage, and coffee filled the air. ‘Thank the gods, they were already up.’ The uncles had already started breakfast.

I slid my legs off the bed and trudged toward the door. Bry was behind me and we shambled zombie-like down the hall to the bathroom. I turned on the shower knob labeled ‘H’ as far as it would go, and gave the ‘C’ a barely perceptible twist. The hot spray of water gradually changed the bathroom into a mist-filled sauna. We stepped beneath the raining torrent of heat and came to life under the cascade of steamy rivers flowing down our bodies.

My mind told me we were clean, but my body seemed to have other ideas. Bry’s rigid manhood mirrored my own as we slowly pressed against each other in a lingering kiss. Our hips ground together in a slow rhythm as our mouths danced together lip to lip. At one point I thought I might suffocate, but let my worries go as a strange burning sensation erupted along the skin of my neck behind my ears. My lungs filled with a fresh breath of humid air. I ran my hands along his silk-like skin and pulled him into me even tighter. Our frenzied embrace continued until release. I felt him shudder against me in a staccato of bliss and we spilled a new warmth between us.

At that moment, I felt my heart open and touch his. The rhythmic beating in our chests filled my ears as our souls joined. We were one being, complete. I knew we were now in another place. The sweet smell of lilac filled the air and I felt the blaze of heat from the sun shining overhead.

“You lost the bet!” Doris’s voice echoed in the wind. It was something spoken from far away, but found me as if the words had been whispered into my ear.

“Later my love.” Galen’s voice resonated in the same fashion Doris’s had.

I pulled back as if stung by a bee and marveled at our surroundings. Bry and I stood in a field of waist high grass that swayed in the gentle breeze. Looking out, it reminded me of the ocean. The lazy blades of grass bent against the warm breath of wind like currents of water. It was a landscape of rolling green water lit by the blazing warmth of the sun. We stood atop a hill across from Galen and Doris. I felt the wind pull my shoulder length brown hair behind me. The feathery touch tickled my back as the earth seemed to breathe in and out.

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February 18, 2007

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I got very confused when Shadow was introduced. You needed a shower and a coffee and then suddenly Shadow is kicking your legs???

Who and what is shadow…a shadow I guess?

If you are trying to use an imagery for the cold…which is the only thing I concluded, use cold instead of shadow….I really don’t know what to make of that line.

Maybe, “I needed a shower and a hot cup of coffee. I removed the blankets when the cold shadow, kicked her legs, and I felt the sharp edge of her toe nails graze my back…

You write very well, almost musically, but sometimes a bit disjointed..lolo – keep it up…