September Picture Capture-Flash Fiction Event!
Have you ever seen a photo, that just took your breath away, and sent your imagination running? That’s the goal of Picture Capturing. I want your imagination to take you away. Here is how it works….
<—-This months picture prompt
Use the prompt to write a 350 word scene.
Let your imagination go wild.
So, here is what the authors came up with this month….
“I can’t believe this is real.”
Stephen pressed his nose into Liana’s hair and breathed her vanilla scent deep into his lungs. She fit against his body perfectly. Clutching her to him so that her round ass was pressed snugly to his groin, and her soft breasts rested on his forearm, he willed time to stand still so that he would never have to let her go again.
“I know. I’ve missed you so much.” Her tiny hands pulled at his arms until he gave her room to turn around. Now he could feel the sharp points of her nipples through the fabric of her bikini top against the naked flesh of his torso, and his fingers could cup her perfect ass.
The sun heated them both, but even without it Stephen would have been hot and hard for Liana. She was his dream girl, and his soul mate. He couldn’t believe he had survived six months without her in his arms. He used his lips on her neck just below her ear to make her shiver and wriggle against him. His cock was already semi-hard even though they had fucked like rabbits from nearly the moment they left the airport.
“You do know that we can’t spend the whole two weeks making love on the beach, right?” Her words did nothing to douse the flames in his groin, and he groaned in protest when she pulled away. The breeze blew locks of her blonde hair into her face, and her tanned skin glistened with water droplets from the ocean. It was like looking at Aphrodite standing in front of him. Almost too perfect to be real.
“Why not? I’m good with it, you’re good with it, and he—” Stephen gestured to his tented swimtrunks, “certainly seems to be happy with it.”
Her laughter filled an empty space in his soul and warmed his heart. He would do anything to hear that every day for the rest of his life. “Will you marry me, Li?”
“Before your two weeks of R&R is up, and the Army steals you back overseas. Marry me. Please?”
Hannah looked out over the small town she grew up in. So much had changed since she left over fifteen years ago. Honestly, if it wasn’t for her mom calling for help. She didn’t think she would’ve ever set foot in this place again. The memories were just too painful. This place that had once been “home” had become a constant reminder of just what she had lost.
She thought back to that long ago summer they turned eighteen….
Alexander was every girl’s fantasy. He had been the captain of the football team and one of the smartest guys in their class to boot. He had dated the head cheerleader all the way through their senior and broken it off right before graduation.
One very hot summer night Hannah decided to take a swim at the river. Not the smartest thing but then she was only eighteen. She was not alone when she got there that night. Alexander was already swimming close by. His voice startled Hannah.
“Do you want me to leave?” Alexander asked.
“Please stay, you were here first anyway. I think the lake is plenty big enough for both of us,” Hannah laughed nervously. She couldn’t believe Alexander Rainey was actually talking to her.
That night something magical happened, and they talked for hours. It was the strangest thing—almost as if they had known each other in another life.
Over the next few weeks they spent every spare moment together. Hannah knew this was the man she was meant to spend the rest of her life with. On the one month anniversary of their meeting, they made loved that night at their special place. It was truly magical and she never regretted giving her virginity to the man she had grown to love.
Only this fairytale doesn’t have a happy ending. Without one word to Hannah he was gone from her life like a thief. Alexander left in the middle of the night on a scholarship to Miami State. He left behind a note and their picture for Hannah.
Only that wasn’t all he left behind…
Melody Snow Monroe
“Come on, baby,” Thad coaxed. “You can do it.”
“I don’t want to.” They were at a beach for God’s sake. It didn’t matter that the strip of land was only for the use of the few homes in Danville Isles.
Thad kissed her neck. “I’ll get naked, too.”
“You don’t have as much to show.”
He turned her around, looked deep into her eyes, and fondled her breasts. “Oh, yeah?”
Thad stepped back, removed his red trunks, and tossed them on the sand. He held out his arms and twirled around. He was such a goof. “It’ll be fun.”
He moved closer and gave her that “I want to fuck you now” look before he dragged a finger down her belly and swirled it between her legs. A shot of lust coursed through her. She wanted Thad to like her, but… “What if someone sees us?”
“So what if they do? You’ve been asking to scene with me at the club.” He cupped her pussy. “This will give you a chance to test your exhibitionist side.”
“That’s different.” She still hadn’t decided if she wanted to be paddled in front of a group of people—albeit supportive, non-judgmental people.
He swept a hand. “No one is here.”
Thad moved behind her, untied her bathing suit top from around her neck, and pulled down the bra cups. He reached around and pinched her nipples. She squeaked and moved away from him, covering her breasts.
“You know you want to do it, baby. You like to prance around the bedroom naked. Hell, you want me to watch when you use your vibrator.”
“That’s different. It’s just you.”
“It’s just me now.”
She glanced down the beach. No one was there. “Okay. I’ll take off my suit in the water.”
“Uh-uh. Do it now.”
Thad’s happy-go-lucky tone turned dark and commanding, just like when he was topping her.
She wanted to please him. With trembling fingers, she unhooked the back of her bra and let it drop to the sand.
“Keep going. You have three seconds before I come over there and discipline you.”
He would, too. She stepped out of her bottoms and faced him. Trembling, excited, and totally turned on.
They’d been so happy back then. Newly married, and on their honeymoon their world had been their oyster. Clara absentmindedly stroked her belly, and the picture blurred in front of her, as the never far away tears fell.
She had been just pregnant then, and Ben had been so proud and eager to become a father. He’d come to every one of her appointments and her tough cop had cried like a baby when they’d first seen the grainy image of their daughter on the sonographer’s screen.
They’d made so many plans, yet, not for one minute had they planned on what was to happen.
A drunk driver had put paid to all those ideas for their future together. Never in a million years had Clara anticipated losing her husband on their doorstep during a Sunday afternoon stroll. Heavily pregnant, she had not managed to move fast enough to avoid the out of control van mounting the pavement. Ben’s quick reactions had saved her, but the hesitation on his part to make sure his shoving her to safety had been successful, had cost him his life.
Pinned by the van against the side of their building, he had breathed his last, clutching Clara’s hand.
“I love you, baby.”
His last words echoed in her brain and she put the picture back on the mantle with shaking hands, and traced his beloved features with one finger.
“I miss you so much,” she whispered.
“Why Mummy sad?” Bianca’s worried little voice wrapped itself around Clara’s senses like an invisible hug. Their daughter looked so much like Ben it hurt to look at her at times, but the little girl was the only thing that had gotten Clara through those awful days, weeks, and months after the accident.
Bianca wrapped her chubby little arms around Clara’s legs and squeezed her tight.
“Daddy not want mummy sad.”
A breeze lifted Clara’s hair off her neck like a lover’s touch.
“Listen to our daughter, my love. Happy Anniversary.”
A sense of peace washed over Summer as she stared out over the ocean spread out before her, it’s colours changing with the light and the shade of the sky, from green to blue to gray. A smile played on her lips when she drew in a breath, revelling in the crisp smell of the sand, the sea and the scent of her mate nearby. It was a power and heady combination.
“What is that smile for?” Evan asked softly from behind her.
Summer shivered as Evan’s arms came around her, his hands falling onto her stomach. Did she dare tell him what she suspected yet? What would his reaction be? She knew she’d have to do it soon, but fear of his reaction kept her lips closed.
“So, will I get to see you shift into your Tiger form tonight?” Evan whispered in her ear, oblivious to her inner turmoil.
Trying to shrug off any negative thoughts, she pretended to consider his question. “Only if you’re good.”
“Hmmm, really?” he murmured against the side of her neck. She trembled from the seductive caress of his breath on her skin. His arms formed thick bands around her body, enveloping her, making her feel safe. A hand trailed over the top curve of her breast, trailing across the edge of her yellow bikini top. A moan broke free and Summer’s eyes slid closed as she lost herself in her mate’s embrace. “And what do you consider…good?”
The huskiness cadence of Evan’s voice had her thighs clenching, she could feel herself growing wet. This was how it had been since the moment they had mated. Just a few soft words, a gentle caress, and her body was ready for him. God, how she loved this man.
His arms wrapped around her, right palm resting on her secret. How should she tell him? Would he be as romantic if he knew? They’d been apart for months, and so much had happened while he was away.
“Sure you don’t want to go skinny dipping? There’s no one else here,” he whispered in her ear.
She hesitated. His fingers crept lower, tantalizing her. Nothing showed to prove what she’d done.
“About children,” she began, and then hesitated.
He grinned. “Is that what you’re thinking about? Well, this would be a great place to practice doing what makes babies.” His hand rubbed over her lower belly. “That’s even better than skinny dipping.”
He nipped the tendon in her neck. He knew it always made her wet. Even now, knowing what she’d done, his touch made her sizzle. He’d had cancer as a teenager. They’d told him it would make him sterile.
“We can’t make a baby this way,” she whispered.
He went still. Even his breath stopped for a moment. When it returned, it was harsh.
“And you want your own child.” She nodded. “You leaving me because I’m sterile?”
She whirled around. “Oh, God, no!” The pain on his face struck her like a blow. “I’m doing this all wrong!”
He held her at arms’ length. “If you want to get a divorce, I don’t think there is a right way.”
“Divorce?” Her voice cracked. “I don’t want a divorce! I love you!”
His throat wobbled as he swallowed. “You’d better tell me what’s going on here.”
She bit her lip. “I forged your signature.”
He blinked, but otherwise didn’t move. “Because…?”
“Because I didn’t want to wait.”
“Wait for what? Honey, you’re making me crazy here.”
He continued to stare. “How?” His jaw tightened. “If you had an affair—”
“An affair? What kind of wife do you think I am?”
“Right now, I’m not sure. Who is the father of your baby?”
He blanched. “What? How?”
“I forged your signature to get your frozen sperm implanted. I’m four months’ pregnant with our baby. ”
Summer in the south… the only place the humidity can drown and the sun fry you at the same time. Brett and his buddies were all lounging on the rocks, overlooking the crystal water of the cool creek below. Kid Rock’s ‘Cowboy’ pumped from the speakers of his old blue Chevy truck. “Okay, who goes first?” Brett glanced at the rope swing that had been tied in the big ol’ hickory tree who knows how long ago. The other boys all stuttered and stared, making lame ass excuses for someone to test the weathered threads first.
About that time, a muddy white Jeep came barreling down the four wheel drive rough as shit trail, skidding to a stop and attracting their attention. The two passengers were hanging out the sides, dancing and hollering like they were arriving at spring break Cancun. Three bikini clad girls jumped out, laughing and chattering. “Hey, ya’all mind if we swim here?” The gorgeous blonde said, jolting his swim trunks into a pup tent. She had a tiny yellow two piece on that showed legs that went on for miles and a top that barely contained the huge rack that spilled out the edges. She was hotter than the summer scorch.
When none of the others spoke, Brett piped up. “Sure. Beer is in the cooler.”
“No need, we brought our own.” The brunette driver hoisted a pretty pink cooler out of the back, propping it open to what looked like a whole damn wet bar. The only thing they didn’t have was beer.
“Shit, girl. You are no joke!” Justin, his lifelong best friend said. Before they could answer, all three had ran screeching to the rope and plunked into the cool water one by one. Not willing to be beat, the boys joined them, impressed and somewhat emasculated.
The cold water shocked his system in the most un-fucking-believable way, cooling his flesh, until two little arms wrapped around him from behind and heated him to the core. “Well, hello sweet thang.” He turned in her arms and stole a kiss, surprised she didn’t rock his jaw. Hell, he didn’t even know her name. If he played his cards right, he had plans of knowing every inch of her inside and out by the end of the night.
Liza closed her eyes as the plane took off on the runway oblivious to her surroundings. This was her first vacation since her husband, and son were killed in a car accident three years ago. She had grieved their deaths for the past two years and as a present for coming out of her depression and taking big steps to integrate back into life. Her employees had saved enough money over the past four months to send her on vacation.
Dezmond scrolled through the pictures on his phone of his younger sister’s wedding. Giving away his sister on her wedding day was the hardest thing he had to do. When Dezmond was 18, and his sister Layla was 10. Their parents were killed in a bank robbery while he was away at college. He immediately dropped everything he was doing and moved back to his home town where he raised Layla while working and putting himself through school. It felt as though it was no time between his parent’s death, his sister leaving for college two states away, and marrying an engineer she met at college.
Dezmond could feel the plane as it brutally shook, from his seat next to the window he could tell the plane was dropping down, and heading for the huge mountain ahead of them. All the noise surrounding him was mute as he went into survivor mode. On his way to the back of the plane where the emergency exited was he told everyone to follow him if they were willing to jump into the water and swim to safety. Everyone still sat in their seats as if they didn’t hear him except for the women who sat next to him.
The plane crashed into the mountain just as Liza and Dezmond began to swim to the small Island ahead of them. It was a thirty minute swim before they made it to the tiny Island surrounded by vast ocean.
Two Weeks later
Liza laid in the hut Desmond built them as he, her hero flicked his tongue against her…
Satin skin beneath his palms, a whispered sigh of pleasure in his ear, he couldn’t ask for more. Though she’d balked at the idea of a weekend away, he had zero regrets. She needed the time away.
They needed this time together.
She may not have his ring on her finger yet, but she would. He’d make damn sure of it.
“Bas?” He knew that sweet, aroused tone. He’d come to crave the soft sighs and hushed whispers that signaled her arousal. It had been the missing puzzle piece in his life’s picture. Now that he’d sampled Lori, his world would never be complete without her.
“Yes.” He pushed a stray tendril of hair from her ear.
“Yes?” She smacked his arm in that indignant, playful way she had. “How can you say yes? I haven’t even asked the question yet.”
“Doesn’t matter. Whatever you want, the answer is yes. Yes to everything.”
She dropped her head on his shoulder and huffed. He waited for her to cave. It wouldn’t take long. Maybe he could distract her. He slid his hand up her abdomen in a slow glide. Savoring each inch, he took his time until his thumb reached the lower edge of her bikini top.
He tucked his thumb under the spandex and swept over the bottom curve of a breast. Her breath hitched and her back arched, pressing the sweet curve of her ass tighter against his cock.
His own breath hitched and when she turned in his arms, tangling both hands at his nape, he forgot his name.
“Bastien. Really? Don’t you want to know what you agreed to? What If I was going to ask you to have ten children with me and travel the world in an RV as a family? Hmmm?” She gave him the look.
“Yes.” He couldn’t resist goading her.
“I wanted to ask you if we could stay in tonight. I know you made plans, but can we skip them?”
Shit. How did he get out of this one? Everything hinged on their presence at the ball tonight. Everything.
It was their first real vacation. Even though he hated to fly, he’d wanted to take her to a real beach as he called it.
They’d flown down to south Florida, and then drove to the Florida Keys. The island where they were staying was unlike anything she’d ever seen before. Everything was colorful in a way it wasn’t back home. And the water…the water appeared to go on forever.
Warm arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
She closed her eyes as he pulled her against his chest, and buried his face in the crook of her neck. “I thought I might find you out here. Want to go for a swim?”
Goosebumps prickled her skin. She knew that if they went into the water that swimming would be the last thing they’d be doing. Their little piece of the island was private. If they needed anything, there was a number they could call, but other than that they were on their own. It was exactly what they’d both wanted. Without waiting for her to answer his question, he took her hand, and led her down to the shoreline.
The water was warm as it surged up over her feet and ankles, and then higher to her calves and thighs.
As they moved deeper, he circled one arm around her middle, and lifted her slightly, bringing their mouths together.
Before she knew what was happening, the water was up around her shoulders. He snaked his hand down to cup her ass, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist. The position only increased the heat that was pulsing between her legs as she felt his erection pressing against the thin fabric of his swim trunks.
Removing his mouth from hers, he began sucking on the skin at the base of her neck. She tilted her head back and to the side to give him better access. Then, he moved the fabric of her bottoms out of the way, and all thought left her as two of his fingers pushed inside her.
I decided to take a walk even though Orin had told me to stay inside today. I wanted to walk in the sunshine, watch old ladies shuffle along with their walkers, children playing, and lovers holding hands. We were moving to the country estate twenty miles away from the nearest city. It was a place for the family Orin and I planned to raise our family.
I knew Orin had found me when strong arms circled my waist, and I was pulled backwards until my body was plastered to his. He bent his head to my neck and gave it a suggestive lick.
“I see that you chose to make me come find you. We agreed that now was the best time to start our family. You were the one that said you wanted a baby right away if you remember.”
Jenny nodded her head and shivered. She was in for a spanking or more than a spanking when they got back to the condo. She knew she was going to have a problem sitting in the car for the hour and a half drive to their new residence. Strangely the thought didn’t stop her nipples from hardening or her slit to keep from becoming damp. Maybe that is why she had the urge to defy him today. They hadn’t been intimate in over a week, and she craved the attention that only Orin could give her.
By the time they got to the condo, she was so hot and ready for her punishment that she stripped her clothing off and bent over the arm of a chair. Sometimes a girl has to take matters into her own hands when she wants something. She grinned as she felt his big hand connect with her naughty butt.
Bren sat on the beach staring off into the ocean. She couldn’t believe the Resort she picked had to be a Longer Resort. She hadn’t seen Will Longer for ten years. The day her dad was fired from William Longer’s Resort was the last day she seen Will. He told her that he would find her and they would be together. Ten years later she still hadn’t heard one word from him. She read about him in the social pages in New York. He was always the hottest bachelor in New York. She seen him ten days ago at the law firm she worked at but she hid in her office until he left the owners office. Apparently, her firm was completing the paperwork for when he became the CEO of Longer Incorporated.
She was glad that she had already scheduled her vacation and wouldn’t be around for the signing. She arrived earlier today in the Caribbean. Longer Incorporated bought out the Resort and she didn’t find out until she arrived today. It was too late to change her reservations so she continued on trying to enjoy her vacation. That was until Will sat down beside her at the beach. He didn’t say anything to her at first. He just stared out at the ocean like her. Her heart pounded as they sat in silence.
“Why didn’t you write me back Bren?” William asked as he continued to look out toward the ocean.
She could feel her skin crawling. Now he had the nerve to ask me why I didn’t write him back. “Write you back? How about all the letters I sent you came back to me Return to Sender. You have some nerve Will.” Will smiled; he knew it, she did write him. This he could work with.
“I wrote you at least two letters a day for two years even the ones that came back to me, Return to Sender. I never stopped loving you Bren. I…I thought you didn’t love me anymore.” Will said.
Bren looked down as Will’s hand held hers.
Thank you so much to all of the authors who participated! I hope you’ll encourage us by letting us know if you would like us to continue our specific stories. Just leave a comment for us in the comment section. We’ll be back on October 31st with another one!
As always Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance!~Lori