The Waters
Wil waited by the water for her. She said she would be there just after the moon rose, and it had just minutes before. He stood by the water, the moonlight reflected in its surface. And he wanted her.
A few more agonizing minutes passed and then he heard something and as he turned he saw the movement of a lithe figure coming towards the pool. She wore a white shift that almost glimmered in the moonlight. Her movements were smooth along the path, secure in her footsteps taken so many times in the past. Her platinum hair caught the moonlight as well and she looked like a Goddess, perhaps Aphrodite incarnate, as she glided through the moonlit glade.
Not a word was spoken as she took Wil's hand and led him into the water. He wore only his under clothing and expected the water to be cold but it was warm and they moved across the shallows to the small waterfall at the pools back. Right in front of the waterfall were some moss covered rocks. She led him to them and motioned for him to sit. As he did so she stood in front of him, his back to the waterfall. He could feel the spray and it made him shiver slightly as goose bumps raised on his skin. But were they goose bumps from anticipation or from the spray?
She nudged his knees apart with hers and stood between his legs. Her hands ran over his shoulders and to his hair and she pulled his head close to her body. Will rested it just below her breasts and she ran her fingers through his hair and then she moved, straddling his legs with hers and sitting down in his lap facing him.
Her body was fit. Years of running and riding trimmed her and toned her. Wil ran his hands over her smooth skin and he leaned towards her and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers. Her arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer and he moved his lips to hers but did not touch them. They hovered that way for a moment, like two magnets pushing each other ever so slightly away until he tilted his head to the side slightly and she pulled him in. Their lips met and it was as if a small electric spark had gone off. She pulled him closer and he tasted her lips, giving her one little kiss after another, moving, and completely tasting her lips. Her fingers continued to play with his hair as Wil's hands ran over her smooth back. Feeling her, touching her, almost memorizing every curve and strand of her skin and muscles. She arched her back to his questing hands, pushing herself into him and she shifted her hips to bring herself even closer to him.
