Sun On My Face, Wind in My Hair

Chapter Twenty Five

Jordan took April to a secluded area with a view of the lake and parked the vehicle.

“How’s this, Pretty Girl?” He asked.

“It’s lovely,” she said, smiling at her boyfriend, thinking how handsome he was.

Jordan took off his jacket and tie and unbuttoned his shirt a few times. As he was undoing his sleeves, April raised her eyebrows, wondering what he was doing.

He started taking his belt off, though, and that frightened her.

“Woe, Jordan! What is going on, here?” April asked, moving back away from him.

“What? No! Angel, no, I’m just taking my belt off and getting comfortable. No, Baby no, I didn’t have anything in mind, I swear,” Jordan pleaded with her.

“Take your shoes off, you get comfortable too,” he suggested.

April nervously nodded and took her sweater and shoes off.

“Put those pretty feet up here, I want to rub them for you,” Jordan asked, gesturing for her feet.

April swallowed nervously but decided to trust him.

To her surprise and enjoyment, Jordan began to massage her feet. He was so caring and smiled as he rubbed areas she didn’t even realize were sore.

“I have never had anyone give me a foot massage before. It’s very nice. Thank you for doing that,” April told Jordan.

He told her it was his pleasure and continued on up her legs. April was cautiously watching him, afraid that he may get handsy, but he didn’t. He stayed below her knees.

“How about a little kissing, My Angel? I have missed those sweet lips of yours,” Jordan said, leaning forward and pulling her into his arms.

Jordan tasted of the sweetness of her mouth, caressing her tongue with his. He delivered soft sensual kisses down her neck.

April pushed Jordan away and put her legs down, feeling that things were going too far.

Jordan hung his head, sad that he had ruined the moment by making her uncomfortable.

“My Angel, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I just want to be close to you. I love holding you in my arms and kissing you. I couldn’t help but taste the silky softness of your neck,” he confessed.

“Please don’t feel pressured. I won’t ever force you into anything you don’t want to do,” Jordan promised. “Trust me, okay?” He pleaded.

“I do trust you, Jordan. But, when you kiss me down my neck and massage my legs like that at the same time…I’m not sure I trust myself to say no if you did continue further,” April admitted. “Please don’t put me in that situation where I’m vulnerable to your seductive charms,” she asked, blushing.

Jordan chuckled slightly. “Baby girl, I am not sure I can make that promise, but I will try my best. If I get out of line, you can smack me, how is that?” He asked, kissing her cheek softly.

“We better get going anyway, I want to take Chris to the airfield before it gets dark,” Jordan said, becoming serious and starting the car.

“Are you mad at me?” April asked sadly.

“Mad? At you? April, my sweet angel, I would never be mad at you. No, Sweetheart. I want you to feel free to tell me how you feel and let me know what makes you uncomfortable. We are just getting to know each other, so this is a learning process for us both. No, Baby, I am certainly not mad at you,” Jordan told her with a wink and a smile.