Sensory Pleasure
Part 18 - Intimacy
Karen H.

Should I have had it out with Dawson before leaving Capeside. So that whatever happened between us could be left there.

I know that there will always be this huge strain on our relationship...our friendship, but surely if we’ve worked things out in the past, we can work beyond the sleeping together issues too.

I climb down onto the platform, ready to face the rest of the day, having an escape from Dawson. Giving me time to myself.

I walk down the platform towards the main area of the station, head held high and a smile on my face.

But the smile is only there for a moment.

There he is, standing in the exact spot were I kissed him all those days ago. It seems so long ago. I can’t help but notice that he looks sexy. Is this how it will be for the rest of my life whenever I see this man?

"I wasn’t sure that I’d get here before your train arrived and well...." He says as I approach him, giving me a weak smile. "...and I was pretty certain that if I missed seeing you here...well you’d just go straight to the dorm and not answer the door when I showed up."

I mentally applaud him on how well he knows me, but my facial expression is set. "I really don’t think that there’s anything to say, Dawson."

He shakes his head at me. "You know that that’s not true!!"

"No I don’t!" I snap at him as I make my way toward the exit of the station.

I feel his hand on my arm and stop walking, looking down at my arm and then up at him.

"Let me take you back to the dorm. We can talk about this."

I pull my arm away from his grasp. "I think I’ll just walk, thanks all the same." I’m about to walk away from him again, when he touches my arm again.

"Joey, stop being so stubborn. Let me take you home."

I just glare at him again. Doesn’t he realise that it was going with him that got us here in the first place.

"Do I have to threaten to do something crazy??...make a scene, because I will."

I walk away from him and he follows me. "No you won’t."

"Yes I will." He says, raising his voice a little. "You have no idea what I’ll do."

I really can’t be bothered with all this, so I just give in. "Fine." I spit at him, my voice lined with fake enthusiasm.

We stand at his car and then both of us reach for the passenger door handle at the same time. I’m surprised at the feel of his hand on mine and I think that he is too.

Dawson mumbles "sorry". He takes his hand away from mine and starts walking around to his side of the car.

I open the passenger door but don’t enter the car, I watch him instead. Boy he’s cute when he’s apologetic. Isn’t that how we ended up in his bed in the first place??

I enter the car before he notices me watching him, my mind wandering to last night.

The previous night.

"This is so ‘pretty woman’!" Dawson exclaims, throwing a cushion at me as we lie on my bed in the B & B, side by side, facing each other.

"It is?" I ask confused. "Trust you to get a movie analogy in somewhere. But um, how is this so ‘pretty woman’?"

"The part after she kisses him...and they’re talking, sharing things."

"Well if you say so Dawson." I tell him as I throw the cushion back at him.

"Although we haven’t done the whole bathtub scene...yet." Dawson says with a sly grin, one eyebrow raised.

I just shake my head and laugh. "Or the whole ‘I’m a hooker’ thing!....and we don’t plan to."

We just sit there for a moment in silence and I look at him, suddenly getting an idea.

"What?" He asks.

I just smile at him. "Sit up." I tell him.

He looks at me questioningly, asking "Why?" He sits up anyway.

"Because I said so." I tell him as I climb over to sit behind him. I wrap my legs around him, pull him back against me and then wrap my arms around his neck.

"Jo, what are you...?"

I cut him off. "Okay, so we’re not in a hot tub or anything but...well are you happy now?"

"Are we still talking about ‘pretty woman’?"

I don’t answer him, instead I just suck on his ear for a moment. "Dawson, can I ask you a question?"

"You’re not really giving me a choice are you?" He says and I sigh. "What did you want to ask me?"

"It doesn’t matter." I tell him.

"Jo..." He unclasps my hands and legs and pulls me round, so that I’m sitting on his lap. "Ask me anything!"

"Anything?" I ask and he nods his head. "I have a better idea." I tell him, as I place my hands on his shoulders.

"Now I am intrigued."

I kiss him quickly. "Dawson?"

"Mmhm..."

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth or dare?"

"Yep." I reply nodding my head.

He laughs. "Truth."

"How often have you used that line?"

"What line?" He asks as I start to suck on his ear again.

"Let’s christen your bed." I whisper in his ear, my voice husky.

"Twice." He says.

"Twice?" My mind starts to reel, wandering who else he’s said that too. I just look at him before adding. "Um...who..."

He cuts me off. "You know, technically that’s another question, Jo." He says, lowering his head to kiss his way down to the piece of flesh between my breasts. "...but both times it was said to you."

He lifts his head to look at me again. I must be looking at him puzzled. "I said it earlier, when we were standing in front of your dresser..." He trails off again, lowering his head to suck on one of my nipples, causing me to hold my breath for a moment.

"And then after dinner..." He begins as he lays me down on the bed. "I whisked you away from the dinner table and said it again." Dawson finishes and kisses my nose. "The only difference was that we did after I said it the second time."

I place the palm of my hand against his cheek and lean up to kiss him. The kiss is soft and lingering, my tongue seeking out his.

"What was that for?" He asks.

"I’m sorry, Mr Leery, but if you want the answer to that question then you’ll have to wait until I say truth."

"Okay then. Truth or..." Dawson trails of and suckles on me ear, as I run my fingers through his hair. Then he whispers. "...Dare?"

"Truth." I tell him, my hands now around his neck.

"What was that for?"

"That’s the question that you want to ask me?" I ask him as I trace his jaw line. "you can ask me anything and that’s what you want to know?"

"Hey, who’s asking the question?" He says tickling me. "Why?"

"Just because." I tell him. "Truth or dare?"

"Wait, that’s it? Just because."

"Yes, there was no profound reason." I lean up and kiss him again. "I just wanted to. Of course there was the fact that I liked the total recall of when you said it too, but the main reason was..."

He cuts me off. "Just because!"

"Exactly."

"Well from now on, Miss Potter, if you want to kiss me..." He leans down and kisses me. "...you’ll just have to wait until I say dare." Dawson sticks his tongue out at me.

I laugh at him and then ask, "So Dawson...truth or dare?"

I can’t believe how my mind always seems to wander to the things I’ve done with Dawson this past week. Especially when he’s so close to me.

I manage a quick side glance now and then, wondering if he knows...if he knows that I’m thinking about what he does to me.

As I wait on the traffic lights to change, I quickly glance at Joey out of the side of my eye. She’s sitting with her arms crossed and biting her lip as she stares out the window.

I wonder what she’s thinking about. Wonder if she ever finds it hard to concentrate on what she’s doing. If she knows the affect she has on me.

The previous night

I glance up at her again, to find she’s watching me as I bring my lips to her thigh and kiss it. Another quick glance at her and she’s biting her lip. I lower my head again..."Dawson...!"

"Dawson! Dawson! You can go now." Joey tells me, snapping me out of my daze.

"Huh?" I reply turning to look at her for a moment.

"I said you can go now."

I turn back towards the road to see the traffic lights have changed. "Oh thanks."

It’s probably a good thing that she’s here with me because I’d have sat there remembering what happened after I took the whipped cream bikini off of her.

I barely make it threw the next set of traffic lights and then we get caught in traffic. Ah...rush hour traffic, don’t you just love it??

I quickly glance at Joey again, wondering what she’s thinking about. Wondering just how mad she is.

The previous night.

"I am not going to complain about that!" I tell her as I kiss her head. "Joey?"

"Truth or dare?"

She laughs and raises her head a little to look at me. "Well it’s gonna have to be truth, because I do not have the strength to do any dares that you may throw my way."

"Okay." I tell her, as she lays her head down on my chest. "Tell me the most daring place that you’ve ever had sex".

"That’s easy" She mumbles as I start to stroke her back. "I don’t even have to think about that one. My dorm room."

"That’s it?" I question. "Your dorm room?"

"Well you know...Audrey could have woken up at any moment...but you did really well to control your moans, Dawson."

I chuckle. "Yeah, you too. You want to sleep now?"

"Mmhm." She mumbles as she nods her head on my shoulder.

"Okay." I whisper into her hair as I kiss her head again, clasping her hand in mine. "Night Jo."

She doesn’t reply, she just nods her head and gives me a gentle squeeze.