Authors: Jade Allen
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Amy’s pickup pulled
onto Main Street just after 9, and the streets were already teeming with local
life. Several elderly gentleman sat on the bench outside Jensen’s Corner Store,
canes in hand, people watching as they often did on a lazy summer day. Luke
gazed, wide eyed in fascination, as the shoppers bustled in and out of the
small stores lining Main Street, and the joggers running in place at the town’s
only stop light.
“We have nothing like
this like back home,” he grinned in her direction, watching as she pulled into
an empty space in front of the hardware store. Mr. Kelley was just opening up
for the morning and gave a polite wave in Amy’s direction. She returned the
wave and Luke’s smile grew even wider, “I think my people will be very happy
here.”
Inside, she headed
straight for the hoses while Luke wandered the other aisles in search of parts
he needed to repair the ship. She located her hose almost immediately and
anxiously joined him, concerned he might reveal too much to a
seemingly-friendly customer. The store was empty, to Amy’s relief, except for a
younger cashier looking completely unamused behind the counter. Luke grabbed
some wires and other gadgets, and Amy paid for their things before they headed
back out into the sunlight. She was eager to head home; the town made her
uncomfortable on a regular basis, let alone with an alien by her side.
Luke stopped just
short of the truck and gave her the biggest, puppy dog eyes he could muster.
“Could we see a few more…”
“Shops?” Amy finished
his sentence.
“Yes,” he chuckled.
“Shops. Please? This is the closest I have dared to venture into a populated
area. You give me courage.”
Amy sighed and rolled
her eyes, giving the sexy yet sensitive Luke a warm smile. How could she refuse
that plea? As they walked, passersby gawked and marveled; it was unusual to see
her with someone, and a stranger at that. The younger girls swooned when they
passed; Luke seemed unaffected by the attention. Amy smiled wider—he only had
eyes for her.
He sampled an ice
cream she bought him on the way back to the truck. “So you have always lived
here? In the same place? We were always migrating; we went wherever we could
find water.”
Her heart saddened
thinking of a young Luke packing up his things and traveling where ever the
family needed to go. He must’ve been so lonely, not living anywhere long enough
to make any real friends. She gave his hand a loving squeeze and he smiled a
child-like grin. Each stop on their adventure held a fascination in his eyes
that forced even Amy to look at her own town through new eyes. Explaining the
world to someone that had never experienced it made everything seem so new, so
different, even if you had seen it a thousand times before then. He marveled at
the countless numbers of trees and bright green grasses.
“You have so much
beauty here,” he sighed, laying his soft brown hair onto the back of the truck
seat. “You must be such a happy race.”
Amy snickered at the
thought. Unfortunately, she knew that most people went about their lives, never
once stopping to appreciate what they had, taking it all for granted.
She wanted to ask him
why his home planet was dying, but paused, thinking it might be rude to
inquire.
“Do you mind if I ask…
what happened to your home?” She kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead to avoid
contact with Luke’s. “Do you know why it’s… dying?”
He gave a long sigh.
“The history books have pretty much been destroyed by the intense weather and
dust storms, but from what has been passed down by word of mouth, it was my
ancestors that started the decay, experimenting with weapons and other tools of
wasteful destruction. My mother once told me it was because they didn’t take
care of what they had while they had it.”
Amy’s stomach churned
as she gripped the wheel; the story sounded all too familiar.
That could be
us someday
.
****
Back on the farm, Luke
headed down the path toward his ship, eager to work on some more repairs before
dark. Amy wandered out to the pasture with Shiloh, checking on her cattle. The
day had slipped away from her, lost in a sea of fascination with Luke, so she
hurried through her chores in an attempt to catch up.
Soon, the sun began
its decent once more behind the treetops; Amy headed indoors to retire. She
showered alone as Luke continued to work until darkness had already crept over
the land; her mind wandered under the warmth of the water on her back. Her
heart pulled at her, feeling such shame for the way her race squandered its
wealth, and for Luke and the childhood he had to endure. She heard a soft knock
on the bathroom door and called out, “It’s open.”
Luke entered, smiling
a playful grin as he walked toward her. He wrapped her tightly in his arms and
planted a long kiss on her wet cheek.
“See?” he teased and
tugged at the bottom of her towel, “I can knock.”
She pushed him lightly
back with a laugh and he lunged again, this time getting a better grip on the
edge and the towel fell free, exposing her naked body. He grinned and gave Amy
a hungry growl, grasping her soft hips and drawing her nearer to his body. With
a long, loving kiss, the two stood entranced in one another’s arms. She inhaled
the scent of his skin, allowing the smell to fill her thoughts with images of
the night to come.
She dressed and headed
downstairs to make dinner, hunger temporarily disrupting her thoughts. She had
a delicious meal waiting on the table for them by the time Luke had showered
and returned to her side. They sat across from one another, savoring each other’s
company and chatted about the day. Luke was filled with questions, more about
life in a small town and about Amy’s childhood.
She told stories of
her first time on a horse and milking a cow, how she cried when her favorite
dog Sammy died and how her father had buried him beneath the large oak now
stretching up past her bedroom window. He listened intently, gobbling down his
meal voraciously. Rising from the table, Luke gave her a knowing smile—the two
both had more than food on their minds. He leaned forward and kissed her deeply
on the lips, reaching up with large hand to caress her soft skin. She wanted
him by her side forever; to gaze into those emerald eyes for the rest of her
life.
****
After dinner, Amy led
Luke up the wooden staircase to the bedroom once again, only this time she knew
to be a little more reserved than she had been their first time in bed. His
innocence only increased the attraction already building deep within her,
making it even more difficult to contain the raw desire looming just below the
surface.
He cupped her face in
his hands, drawing deep kisses from her supple lips as they moved closer to the
bed. He seemed more confident than the night before, more dominating than when
he first explored her body. With a swoop, she was in his arms, his hands
coddling her ass, as he carried her to the bed and lay her head gently upon the
pillow. Amy watched hungrily while he stripped off his new clothes and tossed
them aside, revealing his body to her longing eyes once more.
She could feel herself
getting wet from the anticipation, longing to feel him fill her for the first
time. He unbuckled her jeans and slid them to the end of bed, rubbing her
thighs and legs as he went. Amy assisted by lifting her shirt high above her
head, its collar catching on her ears in the heat of desire. He stopped her,
eyes still covered by the material and kissed her lips. The sensation rippled
through her, leaving her body quivering for more. Once naked, he mounted her,
kissing at her neck with gentle, playful nips.
“I want to feel you
inside me, Luke,” she whispered breathlessly. “I need you.”
Amy pushed Luke aside
so that he lay with his throbbing manhood exposed to her, and lifted herself up
onto his chest. He gazed up, wide-eyed, unsure of himself or what to do next.
Slowly, Amy inched his massive cock deep inside her, the waves of lust pounding
like ocean waves on a shore. As he filled her completely, stretching her inner
walls to their fullest extent, she smiled and leaned down to kiss him once
more.
Luke’s large hands
gripped her sides nervously as she began to rock slowly back and forth atop her
gorgeous lover. A moan escaped her lips, the feeling of all of him inside her,
pushing her to the brink of ecstasy. She longed to go faster, deeper, and
harder but held back. He watched, licking his lips, as her hips swayed to and
from, pushing his cock deep inside, then pulling back to tease him. Soon the
fearfulness has faded, leaving behind only sheer desire. He growled upward at
her grinning face and tossed her onto the bed roughly, causing Amy to let out a
moan of pleasure and surprise.
“You feel incredible,”
he gritted his teeth, the passion consuming him,” I want more of you Amy; all
of you. Now.”
She conceded, allowing
Luke to take over and mount her quivering body. With a little guidance, he was
deep inside her once more. Amy gasped. His thrusts were deep, filled with need,
and hard as he grunted hungrily. Amy grasped the pillow above her head; the
sensation was like nothing she had ever felt, not in her wildest of fantasies.
He progressively thrusted deeper and harder, the springs of her old bed
clinching under the weight of their lust.
“Oh, Amy—tell me,” he
panted, “Tell me you’re mine; tell me to make you cum.”
“Make me cum, Luke!”
she cried out loudly, the pressure almost too much to bear. She needed to
release; to cum on his hard, pulsing shaft.
“Yes!”
he cried
out and pumped even deeper, rubbing his the thick pad of his thumb against her
clit, sending shock waves of utter bliss through her body.
Their bodies exploded
with pleasure together, the world spinning in a moment of euphoric bliss. Luke
collapsed onto her heaving chest and lay still, shaking from the heated moment.
Amy reached up and ran her fingers through his soft hair, calming his
breathing, and gave a long sigh of relief. Finally the torture of the past few
days, feeling the drive to be near him flooding in like waves, was followed by
pure, heavenly peace. As the night went onward, they lay, wrapped in deep
embrace, caressing and soothing the years of toil from one another’s bodies.
She gazed into his deep green eyes with a look of compassion, thinking of his
life and how she longed to make sure the rest of his years were spent in
happiness with her on the farm. But laying below the surface of joy, Amy’s
heart was slowly sinking, knowing that Luke would soon fix his ship and return
home with news to his surviving people of the new land. How long would he be
away from her? Would he ever return? She looked down at the bed, her thoughts
trailing off to an image of her waiting her entire life with no sign of his
ship on the horizon.
He lifted her chin, so
that her gaze met his once more. “I know what you’re thinking Amy,” he sighed.
“You’re afraid I’m not coming back to you.”
She nodded silently,
tears welling up in her eyes as she finally heard the words in her head spoken
aloud. Until this moment of post bliss connection, she hadn’t thought of his
departure much. It was inevitable; he would have to leave. He kissed her lips,
long and loving, and gave a saddened smile.
“I promise you,” he
whispered, “I will return to you soon. I have to tell my people that there’s
another planet that can sustain us. It’s my duty—it’s bigger than me. You
understand, right?”
“Yes, I do,” she
sobbed through the kisses. “I’m just afraid of losing you. I’ve gone my whole
life waiting for you, Luke, and now I have to say goodbye.”
He pulled her close to
his chest, squeezing her naked body tightly in his arms and caressed her long
hair. Amy thought she heard a sniffle escape him as he too shed a tear. She
closed her eyes tightly and savored his embrace.
“This is not goodbye,”
he chuckled despite his sadness, “it’s more like ‘See ya’ll later.’ ”
“You’re getting better
at our slang now,” Amy joked, trying to lighten the damp mood.
“Why yes, I reckon I
am,” he teased, and they shared a long laugh in each other’s arms.
****
Soon after that night,
Luke had discovered that his ship could be fueled by organic matter,
specifically the byproducts of fruits and vegetables grown on Amy’s farm, which
meant he could now return home to save his people. After several days had come
and gone, Luke’s ship was finally ready for departure, and the feeling of dread
began to overtake her.
Amy barely touched her
meal that night, picking at the plate full of juicy ham and sweet potatoes. She
gazed into her lover’s deep emerald eyes, knowing that he would soon be gone,
trying her best to hold onto the hope that he would someday return to her arms
once again.
Amy shoved her plate
aside, tears welling up in her eyes. Pushing his chair back, Luke reached out
for her, coddling her in his giant arms. She sobbed in his t-shirt, wanting
nothing more than to have him forever by her side. Luke held her so tightly,
she thought she would lose her breath—and he, too, shed a tear.
He nudged her back,
planting a deep, wet kiss on her lips, locked in a lover’s embrace that could
only be experienced with true love. He gave her an eager smile and released his
arms once more.
Luke cracked a
sheepish smile, “I forgot… I have something for you. Why don’t you come out to
the field and see me off?”
He took Amy’s hand and
led her outside to the ship, past the cattle languidly grazing in field. She
knew it was selfish, but she longed to convince him to stay; to find another
way to signal his people that didn’t involve that tedious journey. What if he
was hurt—or worse, killed—upon his return trip? Despite her true feelings, she
knew in her heart that she had to let him go. An entire race of people sat
anxiously awaiting his return, their very lives hanging in the balance.
Once they reached the
ship, he squeezed her hand, “I’ll be back in just a moment.” He pressed a
shimmering green button, opening the door with a long hiss. He returned a
minute later, holding something tightly in his hand. Facing her, Luke opened
his hand; Amy glanced down to look, tears quietly streaming down her cheeks. In
his palm was ring, his large hands dwarfing its size. She leaned in closer and
gasped in amazement to find the most beautiful gem set inside. It was light
blue with little white tufts moving through it, almost like a summer sky
adorned by wispy white clouds. Amy had never seen anything like it and marveled
at its beauty.
“It was my mother’s,”
he spoke softly, lifting her ring finger with his free hand. “On my planet,
it’s a tradition for the male to go out in search of
almerade
, which
means ‘sky rock’ in your language, to give to his one true love when he finds
her. It’s a promise of forever, as long as the skies above still stand.”
She gazed at the ring,
then back to Luke’s loving smile. Was he proposing? Slowly, Luke slid the ring
onto her finger and Amy felt as if the ground beneath her had caved in, her
heart ready to explode. The world spun in a mixture of happiness and impending
sadness, knowing that she must part ways with her love, if only for a short
time. He leaned in for a final kiss, the emotions stirring in both of them,
then backed away towards the door of the ship.
“I must go now, my
love.” His emerald eyes remained locked with hers as he stepped aboard, the
humming of his engine filling the space around her. At the door, he paused for
one last loving gaze. “See ya later.” He smiled the warmest smile he could
muster.
“See ya later,” she
replied; the look of sadness was clear on both of their faces.
Amy watched until the
ship was clear out of sight, gazing longingly at the now empty space between
two stars. Half-heartedly, she trudged back to the house. Shiloh lifted her
head from her place near the fireplace as Amy entered and slumped down into the
chair. She felt so empty; the eerie sound of a silence house bothering her like
it never had before. With a sigh, she headed towards the staircase, glancing
longingly at the ring upon her finger. Just as she reached the first step, the
sound of static filtered through the air around her, like a CB radio had
switched on somewhere near the mantle.
“Come in, Cowgirl,”
the voice was familiar, “This is Space Man… can you hear me?”
She walked cautiously
back into the living room and glanced around; nothing seemed to be disturbed.
Shiloh lifted her head once more as the voice echoed again.
“Amy, can you hear
me?” It was Luke, but coming from
where,
she didn’t know. “Shiloh, Girl,
go show Amy your collar!”
There upon Shiloh’s
collar dangled a shiny bauble; to the untrained eye, it would appear to be
nothing more than a fancy silver trinket. She unhitched it from the collar,
examining it in greater detail. A tiny, emerald green button popped up on the
back that Amy hesitantly pressed.
“Luke, is that
you
?”
She lifted her finger to listen.
“Yes, it is,” he
laughed, “Surprise! Now you can communicate with me until I reach the outer
limits of my home galaxy. I thought this might help us both, you know, in case
you might miss me or something.”
Amy rolled her eyes
and pressed the button once more, “Miss you? Now why in the world would I do
that?”
Luke’s laughter filled
the room. Perhaps she would be able to bear their time apart after all.
Regardless of what came their way, Amy knew deep in her soul that Luke was
forever hers, and she would wait as long as it took for him to return to her
arms once again. She walked up the stairs towards her bed to rest, clutching
the silver ball tightly in her hand.
“Oh, Amy?” his voice
echoed from her hand just as she reached the bedroom. “I forgot to tell you
something… I love you.”
Amy flopped down onto
the squeaking mattress with a bright smile on her face. Shiloh clambered up the
stairs and joined her in her usual place at the foot of the bed.
Amy pressed the green
button once more and sighed, “Luke, I love you more than you’ll ever know.
Please come home soon.” She smiled, placing the trinket radio on the pillow
beside her and gazed into the magnificent ring. Her eyes closing, she
daydreamed about what life would be like, just the two of them alone on their
farm. Maybe they’d raise a family of their own someday. The smile faded as she
drifted into a deep sleep. Someday, soon enough, Luke’s loving gaze would be
upon her again, his embrace filling her with love and desire. The whole
experience had been so mind blowing, a whirr of emotions and the most amazing
love story her mind could have ever conceived. She was in love with an alien,
and she wouldn’t want it any other way.
THE END