Part 36 (1/2)

”Yes, I'm sure, and no I haven't, but I really want to. With you. I have for a long time. I'm just worried about ... you know ... getting pregnant.”

”Me too. But I'm having a hard time stopping. What do you want me to do? I can't guarantee you won't get pregnant. We don't have any birth control out here, other than just me pulling out, which isn't the most effective way, as you probably know from s.e.x ed with Mr. Tanner.”

She could hear the teasing in his voice and smiled at the memory of that uncomfortable cla.s.s. ”Just um ... finish ... um ... outside ... like you said. I think it will be okay.” She tried not to let her embarra.s.sment ruin the mood.

”I'll do my best.”

Kevin was gentle with her, and Candi was carried away by the pa.s.sion and feelings that rushed through her body and mind. She knew she would never forget this moment, never regret it.

Later they stretched out on their backs in the sand, staring at the stars above their heads. Neither one of them said anything. The night was too perfect to spoil with talk right now.

But soon enough, Candi started to worry about getting caught. ”Come on, we'd better get back. We don't want Jonathan and Sarah to worry and come looking for us.”

Kevin chuckled. ”I don't think you need to worry about that. I'm sure they're keeping each other busy. But come on, we can go. I don't know about you, but I'm pretty tired.”

”I am completely covered in sand,” said Candi.

”We'll take a shower when we get back.”

”But it's so late,” whined Candi.

”Yeah, but it's our island. If we want to take a shower in the middle of the night, we can, right?”

Candi smiled back. ”Right. Showers it is.”

”No, not showers. Shower. Singular. We're going in together.”

Candi felt herself get all warm again. She didn't say anything; she just kept walking back to the treehouse, hand in hand, with her boyfriend, Kevin Peterson.

”What do you think they're doing out there?” asked Sarah. She had moved to sit next to Jonathan on the log next to the fire. After they kissed, they took some time to clean up the dishes and put everything back in the baskets. They disa.s.sembled the limbo game and stacked all the poles near the tree line to put away when it was light out again.

”I don't know, taking a walk?” suggested Jonathan. He really didn't want to think about what his sister was doing right now. He knew she was safe with Kevin, but the thought of her and him together? That was, just, eww. He didn't want to go there.

”Well, we're here together. All alone, you and me. What do you think we should do?”

Her suggestion was undeniable. She got off the log to kneel in front of him, scooting over so that she was between his legs. She reached up and ran her hands from his knees, slowly up his thighs towards his hips.

Jonathan inhaled sharply. She was barely touching him, but it was making him crazy already.

This was nuts, he decided. She was hot for him, he was hot for her ... I have no idea what I'm doing, but I might as well figure it out.

Jonathan put his hands on either side of Sarah's face and drew her towards him. Their lips met and it was instant pa.s.sion. Their kisses turned feverish. Jonathan didn't have a plan, all he knew was that he wanted to be with her right then, right there in front of the fire. He didn't even think about being seen by his own sister. Something about Sarah made him forget to worry.

”Oh my G.o.d, Jonathan, I want you so bad!” Sarah gasped desperately.

”Me too,” he said breathlessly.

Sarah pulled him down on top of her and within seconds, they were both caught up in the frenzied pace of their lovemaking. They were both crying out, unable to stop the freight train that was leading them over the edge.

Jonathan felt a piece of his life force ebb out of him and into the warmth that was Sarah beneath him. His breath was coming in gasps, the sweat pouring off of him. Some of it dripped from his face and landed on Sarah's.

”Sorry about that, I'm sweating on you.”

”Mmmm, I like it.” Sarah wriggled a little under him.

Jonathan looked down at her face, glowing in the flickering flames of the campfire. ”You're really s.e.xy, you know that?”

She suddenly seemed very vulnerable and shy. ”Really?”

”h.e.l.l, yes.”

”You just said a bad word.”

”Yes, I did. Something about you makes me want to do bad things.”

”Oh reeeaaallly ... ”

”Ah, don't move,” he said, ”or you're going to have to do that all over again.”

”Man, do you have staying power, or what?” she asked, sounding impressed.

”Sarah, I've been storing up this energy for about, oh, maybe six years or so; so whenever you're ready to go, just tap me on the shoulder, and I'll be ready to go too.”

”But what do I do when you're all tapped out?”

”I'm pretty sure that couldn't possibly happen when I'm with a girl as beautiful as you.”

Sarah said nothing, but lifted her head up to give him a kiss on the lips.

”What was that for?” he asked.

”Just because. Now let me up so I can go rinse myself off. I have sand in every crevice, and I mean every crevice. Plus, we got a little nuts there and failed to take one little detail into consideration. And I'm not sure there's anything I can do about that, but I'm going to try.”

”What's that?”

”Failure to employ any method of birth control.”

”Oh, c.r.a.p,” said Jonathan, the heat rising up in his face. What have I done? ”I can't believe I didn't even think about that until just now.”

”Well, I thought about it, but decided to say what the h.e.l.l. Hopefully we won't regret it later. I'm going down to the water to rinse off.”

”Are you sure you're okay? You had a lot of that wine. I could go with you.”

”Yes, I'm tipsy, I admit it, but I'm fine. Stay here, I'll be back in a few.”