I knew we were getting close when I began to hear the falls as they ran off the mountain and the smell... I had never smelled anything quite like it before. It was flowery, woodsy and a bit musty but at the same time, it smelled fresh.
Giving me a squeeze, he said, “Almost there,” as he slowly guided me to our destination.
Pulling back on my waist, we came to a stop and he moved behind me. Before he removed the handkerchief, he said, “As my grandmother said, ‘heaven on earth’,” and then let it fall from my eyes.
It took several seconds to focus in the dimming light, but when Wisteria Falls finally came into view, it astounded me and I whispered, “Oh my God...”
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
Looking through the spray caused by the falls, I took in the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.
Rocks glistening against a liquid backdrop formed steps that led to the top of the falls. Several flat rocks lined the edge of the small body of water that once cascaded down the side of the mountain. Wisteria grew up the tall trunks of mature trees and hung from their mighty branches, purple blooms adding color to the green and brown wonderland.
On the other side of a narrow, wooden bridge sat a small stone cottage covered in so much wisteria; it escaped my view the first time I looked in that direction. In the dim light of dusk, I could easily see the glow of candles through the cottage windows.
I murmured, “This is amazing,” before my breath caught in my throat.
His moist lips kissed the back of my neck while his hands skillfully unbuttoned the front of my blouse. My head hung forward as my blouse inched its way off my shoulders with each button he undid.
With my shoulders bared, I tossed my head to one side as he kissed his way down my neck, across my left shoulder and began to work his way down my back.
I felt myself tense as he kissed the top of my scar. Bringing his head close to my ear, he whispered, “You never have to be embarrassed with me,” and then continued where he had left off.
Pushing my hair aside, he slowly kissed his way down every inch of my back following a finger that traced the length of my scar. As he began his way up my back, his hands cupped my breasts, which were aching for freedom. I let out one, soft moan as the currents of desire intensified and as if on command, he lifted me in his arms and began long strides to the cottage.
I released his lips long enough to whisper, “I want you so much,” and felt his grip on me tighten.
He breathed, “I’ve dreamed of this day... I love you... I will always love you,” into my ear before taking possession of my mouth again in a sensual kiss.
I tightened my grip around his neck when I felt him bend to open the door. Closing it behind us with a kick of his foot, he took several more steps and we softly fell to the bed together. He never broke our union as he undid the hook in the front of my bra, exposing my bare breasts and causing me to squirm underneath him.
With my arms around him, I pulled on the back of his shirt, sliding it out from underneath his jeans. His mouth worked even harder to keep me aroused as his tongue caressed mine and his free hand fondled my breasts.
We had worked ourselves into a rhythm of pushing and arching and I was desperate to have him fulfill my growing need. I couldn’t recall when he unbuttoned my jeans, but I realized he was trying to pull them off, his laying on top of me making his task harder. I lifted myself from the bed to aid him while I pulled his shirt over his head.
As we slowly freed each other from the few remaining articles of clothing that kept us from becoming one, our hands and lips continued to kiss, tease and probe in eager anticipation of the moment we’d both waited for.
When the last of our clothing was lying on the floor, I looked deeply into his eyes and tenderly said, “I love you now and I will love you forever.”
I saw the spark in his eyes ignite into raging passion and he lowered his mouth to mine. His kisses began tender, teasing, exploring my mouth and pulling away when he felt me press into him. I wriggled underneath him as he shifted himself between my legs.
I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he ran his arms underneath me, propping himself up on his elbows. He gazed at me through loving blue eyes and then deepened his kisses, pressing me further into the soft bed.
The cool breeze blew freely through the open window and I let out a moan of desire as he gently entered me, my back arching to meet him. He quickly fell into a rhythmic pattern of thrusting and pausing, bringing cries of ecstasy from deep within me as my eyes rolled back under closed lids and I became lost in his lovemaking...
We brought each other to a euphoric climax several times before the sun came up and I found myself wishing we never had to leave the cottage where we had consummated our love.