Usually, she loved this time of year. It was the thrill of bringing in her crop and seeing all her hard work finally pay off that pleased her most. But this year, she found herself just a little resentful of the time it would force her to spend away from Abel, especially when she had no idea when he would be leaving. He said he was staying for the summer, but she knew that could change at a moment’s notice.
It was a perfect July day. The sun was shining, but a light breeze kept it from being too uncomfortable. The bees were buzzing and the occasional bird song could be heard. There was a stillness hovering over the fields as most of the insects and birds sought the shade through the hottest part of the day. Later tonight, they would be much more active.
Erin enjoyed the feeling of the sun’s rays on her face, shoulders and legs. This time she was ready for it, as she’d coated her entire body with waterproof sunscreen. Parts of her were still a little pink, and she didn’t want to take any chances. She wanted nothing to keep them from enjoying each other’s bodies whenever the mood arose.
Her day had been wonderful so far. Waking up in Abel’s arms had filled her with a sense of rightness. It had convinced her, that no matter what happened in the end, she’d done the right thing by pursuing a relationship with Abel. Some of her muscles ached slightly from the unusual positions she’d been put it in, but they felt good now as she stretched her arms and legs.
Erin was more aware of herself physically then she’d ever been in her entire life. The softness of her skin, the hollows and curves of her body, and an innate sensuality that she hadn’t even known existed, all delighted her.
Up until now, she’d seen her body as a source of aggravation and sometimes disappointment. She’d despaired at her height and lack of breast size. At best, she’d seen her body as a well-oiled machine that enabled her to work hard. She’d taken pride in her strength. Very quickly, she was coming to see her body as an instrument of sensuality and pleasure, and she was starting to view it with pride. Her time with Abel was certainly changing her perceptions of herself for the better.
When she’d dumped her stuff off at home, Jackson was out mowing the grass in the orchards and Nathan had already left for work. It was lunchtime before she’d had to deal with Jackson and he’d been in a hurry to eat lunch and get back to work, so she hadn’t even had to answer any questions about her “supposed” evening with Carly. She was glad for that, because she hated lying to either of her brothers, even if she only considered it a little white lie to keep anyone from being hurt. It would be easier for her if the subject never came up. Hopefully by suppertime, last night would be the furthest thing from anyone’s mind.
Now it was mid-afternoon, and she was headed to the pond to enjoy the rest of the afternoon with Abel. Her stomach gave a loud rumble, announcing it was hungry. It was her own fault as her nerves had kept her from consuming more than a few mouthfuls of lunch. She only hoped that Abel had brought food and that her stomach would behave itself until she was able to finally eat.
The short path through the trees was well-worn from years of use and Erin enjoyed the shade from the leafy branches. She shivered slightly as her skin cooled. Goose bumps dotted her arms as she neared the end of the path, whether from the cool shade or anticipation of what was to come, she couldn’t say. It was probably a combination of both.
When she finally stepped into a lush field of grass and wildflowers, the sun was so brilliant that she had to shade her eyes with her hands. At first she didn’t see him and wondered if she was early, but as she scanned the area around the pond, a flash of color caught her eye. Stretched out on a blanket under the shade of a maple tree, he looked like a pagan warrior come to life.
Creeping closer as not to disturb him, her eyes got even wider. Naked. The man was totally naked ! His skin glistened as a light sheen of perspiration covered his entire body. His hands were stacked under his head, the muscles of his arms chiseled like a sculpture even though he was obviously relaxed. Because his eyes were closed, she felt free to enjoy the view.
Up close, she became aware again of just how large Abel was. His long, thick legs were like tree trunks and most men would envy the hard six-pack that rippled across his stomach. The planes of his face were prominently etched in his high cheekbones and square jaw. The only softening on his entire face was the fullness of his lips. Even his neck looked strong, and his shoulders were a mile wide.
Her gaze drifted lower once again, and her eyes were drawn to his groin area. The man was extremely well-built and his penis was no exception. Even semi-erect, as it was now, it was rather impressive. Abel was a large man, and his equipment was built on the same grand scale as he was. Erin grinned, for once glad that she was woman enough to take all of him inside her. She licked her lips as she imagined his cock deep inside her. The sensations made her shiver and she inched closer for a better look.
As she watched, his cock began to stir and grow. Her eyes flew to his face and he lay there with his eyes half-open and a sexy grin on his face. He looked tousled and much too handsome for her peace of mind. “Like what you see?” His comment sent the heat flowing to her cheeks.
Trying to be nonchalant, she allowed her eyes to flow over him in a slow look of perusal that encompassed his entire body. “Yeah, I like it just fine.”
“Why don’t you join me?” The carnal look on his face and his growing arousal sent heat flaring to her own groin. Her panties were already wet, as her body was ready for him instantly.
Taking her time, she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it towards him. He caught it in one large hand before bringing it to his nose and inhaling deeply. “God, you smell hot.”
Erin knew she was blushing, but couldn’t seem to stop herself. She was no match to him when it came to sexual banter. He was just so darned self-assured and relaxed with his sexuality, but there was no way she was stopping now. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra, leaned forward, and allowed the straps to slip down her arms. The scrap of cotton fell to the ground at her feet. Her breasts dangled free, and she intentionally jiggled them as she straightened once again. His eyes scorched her bare flesh worse than the sun ever could.
“Don’t stop.” His command was deep and guttural, his jaw tight.
Erin slowly unzipped her shorts and pushed them down over her hips. When they hit the ground, she carefully stepped out of them. Turning sideways, she removed her sneakers and socks, and put them to one side. Hitching her fingers in the waistband of her panties, she slid them along the band but didn’t lower them at all.
Abel’s eyes narrowed as they followed the movement of her fingers. “Do it.”
A sultry smile covered Erin’s face and she allowed her hands to leave her panties and slide up her stomach to cover her breasts. Plumping them up in her hands, she skimmed her thumbs over her nipples, making the hard nubs even tighter.
“It’s not nice to tease, sweetheart.” Slowly, he raised himself to a seated position. “There’s always a price to pay.”
“Maybe I’m willing to pay that price.” Erin had never participated in this kind of sexual banter before, but her whole body felt energized and every nerve ending in her body tingled in anticipation.
He smiled a slow wicked grin before unhurriedly getting to his feet. “I’ll bet your pussy is nice and wet for me. Isn’t it?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“You want me hard and deep inside you. Don’t you?”
It never crossed her mind to deny him. “Yes.”
“Maybe I’ll have to teach you a lesson about being a cock-tease.” He ran his hand down the length of his penis. “Maybe you’ll have to convince me you’re sorry before I let you have what you want.”
“Maybe I won’t,” she countered. In one motion she whipped her panties off and flung them at him.
He grabbed them out of midair and rubbed them over his lips. “You want my lips on your hot pussy, lapping at your juices. Don’t you, baby?” he taunted. “I can smell your heat.
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Erin couldn’t take any more. If she didn’t cool off, she’d burst into flames on the spot. Pivoting, she raced for the water’s edge and dove deep. The cool water of the pond felt good on her skin, but instead of calming her arousal it seemed to stimulate her even further.
Strong arms enveloped her from behind and she was hauled to the surface. Both their bodies broke the surface, each gasping for breath. Erin only had time to take one mouthful of air before Abel’s mouth slammed down on top of hers. She couldn’t breathe as he consumed her with his kiss. As they both were sinking below the surface, he continued his ardent assault. Gripping his hair in her hands, she clutched him tight, trying to get even closer to his body.
When her own breath ran out, he gave her his as they rose to the surface of the water again. Erin’s heart pounded in her chest as her lungs worked hard, trying to provide her with air. If it weren’t for Abel’s strong grip, she would have sunk back down to the depths below. As her breathing slowly returned to normal, she noticed that Abel was having as much trouble breathing as she was. Raising her head, she looked at him and smiled.
Abel swore softly and once again lowered his head to hers. His lips covered hers, but this time, the kiss was softer, gentler. He trailed a line of heated kisses down her neck and shoulder. Gripping her bottom in his hands, he easily hoisted her higher in the water as he continued his downward path. He kept lifting her upward until her breasts were level with his mouth.
“Please,” she whispered.
Abel groaned and began to lick the moisture off her breasts. He tasted every inch of both of them before he finally rasped his tongue across one of her nipples. Erin’s breath hitched in her throat, and she wrapped her legs tight around his back, locking her ankles behind him. At his leisure, he suckled each nipple, one at a time. He seemed enthralled with her breasts and her reactions to his ministrations.
Erin could feel the tip of his cock at the opening to her vagina, but he held her out of reach, continuing to pleasure her breasts. She squirmed against him, wanting him inside her. One of his hands left her behind and inched forward to trace her opening. “Hot, little pussy,” he whispered against her breasts.
Erin retaliated by reaching one hand down into the water and wrapping her fingers around the very tip of his cock. She rolled her fingers around the tip, allowing one of them to stroke the very top.
Abel thrust two fingers deep inside her and suckled one of her nipples. Hard. She wavered on the edge for a moment, but he pushed his fingers to the front of her vagina as he withdrew them. She felt the contractions begin deep inside her and when he thrust his fingers in once again, she came apart in his arms. Waves of pleasure washed over her and she rode them to the very end.
Contentedly, she lolled in the water, enjoying the slight lop of the waves against her skin. She could feel the tip of Abel’s cock brushing against her and realized that he hadn’t come. It took her a moment to gather her strength, but she finally managed to raise her head to look at him. Drops of water beaded on his skin and rolled down his neck and shoulders. Cupping his face in her hands, she brushed a kiss across his full, sensual lips. “Thank you,” she murmured.
Tenderly, he used one hand to brush the hair out of her eyes and carefully tuck it behind her ear. His other hand still supported her weight in the water. “You’re very welcome.”
It was the look on his face as he spoke that brought an ache to her heart. He looked pleased with himself, but there was gentle warmth in his eyes as he watched her. She felt her own eyes begin to well with tears, but they never got a chance to come to the surface. Abel suddenly laughed and allowed himself to fall backwards in the water, taking her down with him.
Erin broke away, sputtering and spitting as she swam to the surface. He brushed by her leg and tugged her back under the water. The game was on in earnest then, and they spent the next five minutes playing underwater tag, chasing one another around the confines of the pond. Erin tried her best to keep up with him, but she was beat after the late night and the hard work of the day. Giving up, she closed her eyes and relaxed, floating on the surface of the water.
Suddenly, he rose next to her and scooped her out of the pond. The water streamed off both of them as he carried up the grassy bank and deposited her on the blanket. He came down between her legs, spreading her thighs wide with his hands. “I’m not through with you yet. I don’t think you learned your lesson about being a tease.”
She levered herself up on her elbows, trying to sit, but fell back again the moment his lips traced her opening. He stroked the soft, pink flesh with his tongue, teasing her. Spreading her legs wider, she tilted her hips higher, encouraging him. He ignored her offering and used his thumbs to push back the folds of her labia until her clitoris was totally exposed to him. Taking his time, he made a circle around it without touching it.
“You beast.” She tried to move her legs, but his hands kept them clamped open.
“It’s your own fault for taunting me, honey. Now you’ve got to pay.” His fingers lightly stroked her already sensitive flesh as she continued to thrash on the blanket. Nothing she did helped. She was totally aroused, but he kept her perched on the edge. His tongue flicked and his teeth nibbled her clit, but the moment he sensed her starting to come, he stopped. Once she was calmed down, he began again. The sensual torture seemed to go on forever.
“Please,” she moaned.
“Please what?” His fingers dipped carefully in and out of her, stroking lightly, leaving her feeling empty and aching.
“I want you.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Make love to me,” she wailed.
“That’s not what you really want,” he countered.
She looked at him now, confusing evident on her face. His tongue pressed down on her clit making her moan again. “That’s too tame for you now. What you really want is for me to fuck you. Hard.”
“Yes,” she hissed through her teeth. Anything to end this torture.
“I warned you if you teased me, I’d make you beg for it.”
Erin’s eyes narrowed. Two could play this game. She remembered the one position the magazine said was a man’s absolute favorite. There was no way that she was letting him hold back on her any longer.
In one motion, she lifted one of her legs and flung it right over his head. The unexpected movement caused his head to jerk back, and this allowed her to roll up on her knees. Planting her hands and knees firmly on the blanket, she spread her legs wide, and turned her head over her shoulder to look at him. “Fuck me.”
His hands cover the cheeks of her ass, but he didn’t move. Instead, he stroked his hands over her behind, his fingers kneading her flesh. “You still need to be punished for teasing me.” One of his hands moved from her behind and came back down with a stinging slap.
Erin reared up, but he planted one hand in the middle of her back to keep her in position while his other hand spanked her bare bottom again. Abel rubbed her bottom and then slid his fingers inside her pussy again, chuckling when his fingers were coated in her juices. “I knew you’d like it.”
The first slap had shocked her more than anything else had. Abel certainly hadn’t hurt her, but it had felt strange to have his large hand smacking her bottom. She could feel the blood rushing to the area, and it only served to heighten her arousal.
The sound of Abel’s hand landing on her behind once again made her moan. Her bottom and pussy were on fire and she could feel her juices sliding down her inner thighs. Erin was no longer in the mood to play. She wanted him now.
Shoving her bottom back towards him, she spread her legs as far as they would go, offering herself to him. “Fuck me, Abel,” she demanded. “Now.”
For a moment he didn’t move, and then he exploded in a flurry of movement. Grabbing her waist, he shoved her legs even wider with his own, and then plunged deep inside her. Erin cried out as he filled her completely. Her head fell between her shoulders and she froze, trying to abso
rb the sensations.
“Oh, God, did I hurt you?” Abel’s forehead was resting on her back and his arms were wrapped tight around her waist. His breathing was harsh, and she could feel the tension in his body.
She felt him start to withdraw from her and arched her back against him. “No.” He couldn’t stop now. She needed him.
“No, what? Talk to me, honey.” He remained motionless, not wanting to hurt her.
“Love me, Abel.” Her own voice was strained as desire built inside her. Her breasts felt heavy as they hung in front of her, and she longed for him to touch them again.
As if he’d read her mind, he moved his hands to her breasts and cupped them in his large hands. Slowly and carefully, he began to move inside her. As his cock slipped in and out of her moist body, the friction aroused her further. From this position, he filled her completely, and she loved it. With his wide stance behind her, he was totally in control of how deep and hard he thrust. There was something very hot about making a man totally crazy for you and then being at his sexual whim.
Even when Abel was as primed and ready as he was, he took his time pleasuring her. He stroked in and out of her for what seemed like forever, all the while fondling her breasts and gently rolling her turgid nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Erin bucked back against him, needing him harder and deeper.
One of his hands slipped back between her legs, while the other one cupped her breast once again. His thrusts became harder and faster as he stroked his fingers against her clit. He plunged into her again and again, and this time as his fingers touched her, she came, powerfully and deeply, shaking her entire body to its core. Abel gave a hoarse cry as he came. He emptied himself deep inside her as her muscles clamped hard around his cock, wringing him dry.
Lowering them to the blanket, they both lay there, unable and unwilling to move. Still inside her, he was half on, half off her body. His torso covered her back and his face was buried in her hair. Slowly, the sounds of the afternoon penetrated her foggy brain. She could hear the soft sound of his breathing near her ear and feel the slow thump of his heartbeat against her back. The water lapped quietly at the shore and the low buzz of various insects wafted through the still afternoon heart.
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