They reached the bedroom and Van steered Heidi toward the bed. “Here, sit for a second while I rummage around.” He found the oil lantern he was looking for and the matches he kept next to it. He lit it, and as he turned, the natural glow fell on Heidi’s face. The light glinted off her long blond hair and her wide eyes. But he didn’t notice that; all he could see in the split second before she looked down was the look of raw desire in her eyes – a look pointed directly at him. Or, more accurately, directly at his crotch, which gave an instinctive twitch in response. The night was getting more interesting by the second!
“I think there are candles in the nightstand, too.” Van walked toward the bed where Heidi was sitting. Suddenly, she stood up and took half a step toward him, so that they were standing chest-to-chest. The pressure felt good on her breasts. Heidi laid her hands on his forearms and looked up into his eyes.
“Van?” The word was breathless. “So, what’s the deal with you and Gia?”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you think it would be alright with her if I kissed you?” Barely more than a whisper.
“Yes, I think that would be alright.” Now Van’s head was starting to spin.
Heidi’s hand moved up to the back of Van’s head, her fingers reveling in the short softness there. So much softer than Brendan’s! Their lips found each other and pressed together.
Heidi had been kissed many times, of course. Though she had only ever had sex with Brendan, having met and married young, she and Bren were rather permissive with kisses and flirtations. She didn’t know exactly what to expect when she kissed Van, but she thought the familiar tension would (as usual when it was someone other than Bren) dissipate into happy contentment or a nice head rush, or both. She certainly did not anticipate her reaction – the mental fire that burned through her brain sourced from their dance of lips, and soon tongues. The fire washed over her from her mouth and the region between her legs. It spread like wildfire from those two spots to her whole body – from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Passion. Lust. Her body was singing just one word: MORE!
Heidi broke away, and it felt like coming up for air. “You are a damn fine kisser, Van!” Her voice was heavy with lust and surprise.
“You’re pretty good yourself, darlin’,” Van chuckled. He smiled at her in the lamplight, and moved his head down to her smooth neck. Her skin smelled feminine and tender. He kissed and licked the skin there, and her resultant moan was very satisfying indeed! Her hands were clutching his head as he was drinking in her neck and lips, and her breathing was starting to get ragged as she pressed her breasts into his chest. Those soft globes seemed to be begging for more, it seemed to him. Van moved his hand from her back to fondle one. Simultaneously, the nipple hardened beneath his fingers and Heidi threw her head back, breaking the seal their lips had created.
“Ah!” The sound that came out of Heidi’s mouth was dripping with need. Van moved his other hand to get both handfuls of breast and nipple. Her hard nipples felt like hot little gumdrops as he rolled them between his thumb and fingers, so he thought he’d like a taste. He drew Heidi’s sweater and bra over her head and threw them on the floor in one motion. Van lowered his head and had a lick. So nice! Sweet and firm! He flicked at one nipple with his tongue and the other with his fingers, then switched to the other side. He could hear Heidi’s groans of pleasure through her chest, her fingers kneading the back of his neck.