La Huerta Sunset

Summary: Jake and Taylor spend an evening on the beach.

Author’s note: This was written for Round 19 of #ChoicesCreates: Photo by @pb-boeboe

“Hey Princess, you with us?”

Taylor turned as she heard Jake’s voice, snapping out of her trance. “Huh?”

“You OK? You zoned out.”

She shrugged. “I guess. Can we get out of here for a bit? I need to clear my head.”

They walked away from the others and headed in the direction of the beach. The sun was setting, and streaks of pink, orange, and violet adorned the sky. Taylor reached out and took Jake’s hand. “Thanks for coming with me.”

“No problem. You want to tell me what’s going on with you?”

“This is going to sound crazy. But I keep seeing…” She hesitated, then took a deep breath. “I keep seeing us dying. I don’t know when it’s going to happen, but some of us are going to die. Maybe all of us. I watch it happen, and I want to stop it, but I can’t.”

“Have you been eating those wild mushrooms?”

“Jake, I’m serious! I don’t know how I know what is going to happen. I just know. And I’m scared. I keep thinking of…” She swallowed and blinked back tears. “The night I watched you die, after the Watcher came through the window. I can’t go through that again. It would kill me.”

Jake wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “Worrying won’t do you any good. Try not to think about it.”

“I can’t just forget.”

He grinned. “I have something that will help.” He reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of whiskey, then sat down on the sand and motioned for her to join him. As she sat, he opened the bottle and took a swig, then passed it over to her.

Taylor reached for the bottle. “I guess I could use a drink.” She gazed out at the sunset. “It’s a beautiful night. What a view.”

“Yeah, and the sunset is nice too.” He leaned over and kissed her.

She gazed into his eyes. “You know, I always wanted to have sex on the beach.”

He placed his hands on her waist and started lifting up her shirt. “Oh, really?”

She reached for the zipper on his jeans. Soon they had shed their clothes and were kissing passionately. He lowered his mouth to her chest and started working his way down, moving to her stomach, and then below. She cried out as she ran her fingers through his hair, until her excitement peaked and waves of pleasure washed over her.

She slipped her hand between his legs. She could feel his excitement growing as she caressed him. He moved his hands to her shoulders and pulled her close.

“God, I want you,” he moaned. He pressed closer to her, until they were as one.

Afterward she lay next to him and rested her head on his chest. “That was amazing.” She winced. “Uh, except for this damn sand in my crotch.”

“Yeah, I feel like I have sandpaper up my ass.” He sat up and shook sand out of his hair, then looked out at the ocean. “Let’s go wash this off.”

After a dip in the ocean, they got dressed and began walking back, their arms entwined. The sky had darkened, but the moonlight provided just enough illumination for them to find their way back to their destination.

“You feel better now, Princess?”

“When I’m with you? Always.”

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