Late Night, On Watch
Most of our trips on the big boat were daytime. Only rarely would we go long distances where we needed to do overnight shifts. When we did, we could set an alarm, for every 15 minutes, to wake us, should we fall asleep (we rarely would). Late night, I would do two hours off, and four hours on. Boat on Autopilot, steering a calm, smooth course.
During my two hours off, I lay down in the day bench, at the back of the pilot house, close to the helm seat. No more than 4 steps from where she sat. Her, not really driving the boat, so much as watching the electronics, to make sure no big surprises turned up on radar and we hit it. Last shift, late at night, started for me, at 10pm. She was tired, too, and sat next to me on the Bench, clearly, too tired to make the trip down to her cabin. I held out my arms, for her to come, sit on my lap.
Sometimes, the watch was easy, time spent laughing. Some times, the watch was more challenging, rough seas, or heavy shipping, or fog. Tonight, calm seas and no one near for miles around. It was more babysitting, with the ship on autopilot, ourselves finding something to do, to keep ourselves out of trouble. Or, in it? I wondered, as she sat on my lap.
Do you?
Do you know that kiss, that starts as soft little pecks on the lips? The kiss when you sit on his lap? His arms holding you? One strong arm, firmly holding your back, and the other, palm on the back of your head, gently cupping? Do you know that kiss?
Do you know the kiss where, you haven’t touched each other in a while and this is the first time, back in each other’s arms? A week of teasing and bumping and something always getting in the way. Suddenly, you find yourself in his arms and his soft lips are touching yours? His lips are tasting you? Do you know that one?
Do you know that kiss, so soft and warm, your whole body starts to simmer? The kiss that makes you squirm on his lap? The kiss that moves you and makes you lose all track of time? A kiss that starts so softly and ends up with passion and power?
Do you really know that kiss?
Late at night, alone, together, missing the touch of each other. Tired, too tired to move, but lost in the glow of simply kissing for hours. The heat of the kiss, makes the skin on your chest flush red. The heat of the kiss, hot. Hot enough to make your cheeks, flush the color of a red rose?
that blushes your skin the color of the red rose?
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Previous Chapters
Ch. 19 Grandfather's Nose
Ch. 18 Home For The Weekend
Ch. 17 Remain Still - Don't Move
Ch. 16 The Best Discovery
Ch. 15 I Can Do What I Want
Ch. 14 Nervous Like A Cat
Ch. 13 A Beautiful Tail
Ch. 12 Bully Bully
Ch. 11 Rough hands
Ch. 10 After Midnight
Ch. 9 Bored Stiff
Ch. 8 Sheep In Wolf's Den
Ch. 7 Let Loose All Dock Lines
Ch. 6 Pearls And A Tan
Ch. 5 The Whole Shebang!
Ch. 4 Peals Of Laughter
Ch. 3 I Can't Help Falling In Love
Ch. 2 All Curves, and a Dream
Ch. 1 Navigating Life With Dad
This post is an entry into MarianneWest's 5 Minute Freewrite!
I feel I cheated somewhat, as I went well over the 5 Minute... but,
I adhere to the spirit... sit down and write. Let it flow.
Anyone can enter, check out her link and Let your inner creative self WRITE!
To the animals and birds around me
to put more plants in than I take out
And be a good steward for the world around me!
Story first published by me, on On Uptrennd
