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Cypress, Alaska Welcomes You

Eli

I couldn’t take my eyes off her I was sure no one else could, either She held on to the arm of the chair like a cat held on to a shower curtain, her eyes closed shut The plane shook again and she bit her botto deep breaths

“You don’t fly home often?”

“I drive”

“You drive fro me

She nodded “It’s not that bad It takes about three, almost four days, and I stop to take pictures of scenery and whatnot” The plane shook again, and she looked like she was going to cry

I need to cal my hand over hers Only then did she open her eyes for the first time since we had taken off She hadn’t been that bad on the first plane—the ride was so smooth she went to sleep—but since this was a h the clouds “Why is your acrophobia this bad?” Talking often helped

“When I was eight,up the ry they'd left ht I couldn’t do it So I packedwith Skittles—the purple kind, tater bottles, ured I was only about an hour behind the up soh the woods alone I wasn’t scared of anything in the day I was halfway up the trail when the sun went down, and then I started to panic because I couldn’t findstory short, I was lost up there for seven hours, staring down at all of Cypress, petrified I would slip off and no one would ever find ain”

“So let’s think of so over to her, I brushed her hair back and whispered into her ear, “You aren’t on top of a mountain You're with me, in bed—”

“Naked?” Her eyebrow rose

“Not yet,” I said softly “I slowly unbutton your shirt, kissing from your neck down between your breasts At my touch your nipples are hard, and when I take thehbors are jealous You clench your legs closed and I don’t knohy, baby, because you want me to touch you there…kiss you there…lick every inch of you Don’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered

“I can hear you now You’re screahty, Guinevere, you taste so good I don’t ever want to stop I could spend hours between your legs, just teasing you…tasting all of you I love hoet you are for ertips You think I control you? With every s I want to do to you, your body It makes me so hard it pains me Please, let ht any more, Guinevere”

She gasped “Please”