N. Walters - Erin’s Fancy

Erin gave a small cry of distress and buried her face in the pillow. Abel pushed her hair back, trying to find her face under the mound of red hair. After a moment he gave up and lay on his back next to her.

“No one saw us,” he soothed her, as if guessing the source of her discomfort.

She rolled over and whacked him with her pillow. “How do you know? I saw several guys cross the parking lot and I’m almost positive that one of them looked straight at me.”

Abel made a grab at the pillow as she continued to hit him with it. She could tell he tried to contain himself. He really tried, but he began to laugh. That made her even angrier, and she grabbed another pillow and started to pummel him with both of them.

“It’s not funny,” she wailed, even as her lips started to tilt up in a small smile.

Grabbing her, he rolled until she was under him, her legs trapped under his. She struggled against his hold, but he stroked her face and kissed her. “It was too dark for them to really see anything, honey.”

“Promise?” Erin lifted her head, reaching for his kiss.

“I promise.” Abel stroked his tongue across her lips before forging inside her welcoming mouth. When she started sucking on his tongue, he moaned, but didn’t stop kissing her.

By the time he withdrew from their heated embrace, Erin was once again totally relaxed and mellow. He rolled both their bodies onto the other side of the bed so that she was now lying on his chest. “I peeked at your magazine while you were taking a shower earlier.”

“I figured we could look at it tomorrow if you wanted to.” Erin rested her hand over his heart, and he could feel the warmth of her hand on his chest.

“By my reckoning we’ve already covered all the positions they listed, and then some.” He tried to keep the smugness out of his voice, but she could hear his satisfaction.

She heaved a sigh and started toying with his chest hair. “I thought so too. Whatever shall we do now?”

Abel laughed and started tickling her sides until she began to squeal with laughter. “Stop it!” she shrieked.

Abel flipped her onto her back, capturing her hands in his and restraining them over her head. He threw one of his muscled arms over hers to keep her still before lowering his lips closer to hers. “We can always buy another magazine, or we can explore together.”

Erin’s entire face radiated the love she felt for him. “Together,” she whispered.

“I want to shop for a ring tomorrow. I want the whole world to know that you’re my woman.”

Erin knew that it was more than that. He wanted her to have a symbol of the love he felt for her. It was for that reason that she agreed easily. “Okay, but nothing too fancy,” she told him.

“Whatever you want,” he promised her.

Tugging her hands out of his, she cupped his face in her hands and smiled at him. “I’ll hold you to that promise.” Sliding her hand lower, she stroked his erection before guiding him inside her once again, knowing once and for all that he was more than just her summer lover, he was her forever love.

The sun was barely peeking over the horizon when Erin eased the back door open and snuck into Abel’s kitchen. It was a beautiful September morning and Erin had walked through the fields rather than driving over in her truck. The blueberry bushes were almost all bare now that the season was coming to a close. Her hard work was behind her for this year, but she was already looking forward to next year’s crop. On the other hand, the apple harvest was in full swing, the trees heavy with ripe fruit. She’d enjoyed both the brisk early morning walk and the solitude. It had helped calm and settle her for the hectic day ahead.

She knew that she shouldn’t be here, but she desperately wanted to see him. The thought of Abel lying naked, tousled, and alone in his bed was too big a lure to resist. They hadn’t had too much time together in the last few weeks as she’d been running from sunup to well past sundown while her blueberries were harvested. Many nights, she’d tumbled into bed too tired to do anything but collapse facedown in the pillow. She missed making love with him, sharing her body with him as he enjoyed hers. But that was all about to change.

The kitchen was empty, so she crept up the stairs and down the hallway until she was just outside his bedroom. Standing in the doorway, she stared as the sunlight drifted into the bedroom, bathing Abel in its golden light. Her heart clenched as she watched him sleep, and she gave a contented little sigh. She could still hardly believe that he belonged to her. And as of today, she would officially belong to him.

Her sneakers made no sound as she tiptoed across the floor to stand beside the bed. Abel filled the bed completely, his feet sticking out over the end. Erin was glad that the king-sized bed they’d ordered had arrived yesterday. There were plenty of things they could do in a bed that big, and her heart sped up as erotic images of the two of them, their bodies entwined as they made love, popped into her head.

Groaning, she shook her head, reminding herself of why she’d risked sneaking over here this morning. It was a morning much like this just two months ago, that she’d snuck into this very room. But this time she didn’t strip off her clothing. Instead, fully dressed she stretched out beside him, propped her head on one hand, and reached out with the other to stroke his hard abdomen.

His skin was firm, and his muscles rippled over her fingers as she slid them upward, kneading his firm chest. His chest rumbled, much like a large lion purring, as his green eyes opened and captured her in their gaze. Wrapping his large hands over her shoulders, he dragged her on top of him and pulled her head down to his.

Seizing her mouth with his, he rubbed his lips back and forth over hers until they parted. Thrusting his tongue inside, he stroked every inch of her mouth, exploring every crevice. Cupping her face in his large, warm hands, the man kissed her senseless. Erin enjoyed the erotic sensations of her tongue dueling with his. Her toes curled in her sneakers, and her body tingled with growing arousal. Erin sucked on his tongue, and was rewarded when he moaned.

She was totally breathless when he finally pulled away. “Good morning,” she gasped.

“It certainly is.” Abel’s voice was deep and low, as he stroked her back and bottom with his hands.

Erin could feel his cock growing beneath the sheet, pressing into her belly. She slipped her hand down and cupped his hard length through the thin sheet, squeezing and shaping it as she stroked up and down. “I’m not supposed to be here.”

He gripped her hand in his, pushing it harder against his erection. “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

Leaning down, Erin nuzzled his chest, loving the crisp feel of his body hair against her nose. She nipped at his chest playfully, biting and licking his hard muscles, before lapping at one of his small male nipples. Abel wrapped his hand around the back of her head and held her there as she used her tongue to tease and delight him.

She tightened the hand that she had wrapped around his cock, gripping him hard as she began to move it up and down. Slowly at first, and then harder and quicker.

“Why do you still have clothes on?” he muttered as he tugged at her top.

Laughing she released him and rolled off him, standing up next to the bed. Gripping the ends of her top, she flipped it up to give him a glimpse of the soft skin beneath.

“Don’t tease me, honey.” He threw back the sheet exposing his engorged cock. “I’m a man in need.”

Erin licked her lips and Abel groaned. A pearly drop of fluid seeped from the slit at the tip of his cock. Her panties were already soaked, her pussy soft, wet and ready for him.

Lying naked on the bed, disheveled, and totally aroused, Erin thought he was the most gorgeous man in the world. The early morning stubble of his beard, and his heavy-lidded green-eyed gaze made him look sexy as hell. She could almost come just from looking at him. Her breasts ached with need and she cupped them with her hands, rubbing her fingers over the pointy tips that were visible from beneath her shirt.

“Strip for me, baby.” His command made her even hotter, and she shivered as she watched him grip his cock and stroke himself. “Get naked and ride me.”

Her temperature soared as she yanked her top over her head. Abel never took his eyes off her as he continued to pump his shaft with his hand. Just as she reached for the front closure of her bra, a distant sound caught her ears. Abel’s house was set too far back from the main road for it to be just someone passing by. She came back down to earth with a solid thump.

Racing to the window, she saw a cloud of dust moving closer by the second. “Omigod, someone’s coming.” Frantically, she grabbed her top and yanked it back over her head.

“Who cares?” he cajoled. “They’ll go away. Come here.” Then he closed his eyes and groaned. “Shit! I bet it’s Jackson.”

Erin started for the door, but Abel reached out and grabbed her, toppling her back onto the bed. Throwing one of his large thighs over her legs, he pinned her to the mattress. The sound of the vehicle was getting closer and closer, and she struggled to escape Abel’s grasp.

The devil just laughed and planted a quick hard kiss on her lips. “Good morning, Erin.”

She shot him a harried glance. “I should have known better than to try and sneak over here this morning.”

“Why did you?” He tucked a strand of hair that had escaped her braid behind her ear.

“I missed you.” She knew her eyes were filled with love as she stared up at him. His green eyes softened for a moment before blazing with passion. He was bending towards her when a truck door slammed.

Erin’s head came up off the bed so fast, she smacked Abel in the nose. Laughing, he rolled off her, rubbing his nose as he did. “It’s not funny,” she hissed in a low whisper. “I can’t be caught here this morning of all mornings.”

Abel seemed to catch her distress and heaved himself off the bed just as Jackson’s voice called up from below. “Are you up yet?”

“Yeah,” he yelled back. “I’ll be down after I get a shower. Start a pot of coffee.”

Erin shrank back against the wall, praying her brother wouldn’t come upstairs. “Are you gonna leave me like this?” Abel’s cock bobbed as he sauntered towards her.

“Just think of it as foreplay.” Erin was desperate for escape. Scurrying to the window, she shoved it up higher, and then swung one of her legs over the sill. She already had one foot planted on the roof when Abel grabbed her wrist in his hand.

“Be careful,” he admonished her. “You need to be healthy for later tonight.” He slipped his hand between her legs and cupped her sex. “Nice and wet.” His fingers rubbed her slit and she widened her legs. “Don’t wear any underwear when you get ready later.”

She made a sound of protest, but he silenced it with a kiss. “I want you naked underneath that dress. Hot, wet, and waiting for me.”

Erin nodded urgently, at this point willing to agree to anything so that he would let her go. She hurried onto the roof, but he was right behind her. Holding her by the wrists, he lowered her to the porch roof. Erin swung herself over the side and dropped the short distance to the ground. Abel watched her while she raced back across the fields.

He’d just climbed back in through the window when Jackson’s voice drifted in from the hallway. “Is she gone yet?”

Abel’s eyes narrowed as his friend leaned casually against the doorway. The smug look on Jackson’s face suddenly penetrated his foggy brain. “You bastard. How the hell did you know she was here?” Clenching his hands, he propped his fists on his hips and glared at Jackson.

“I didn’t. Until now.” Jackson just laughed and glanced knowingly at Abel’s prominent erection. “I figured Erin wouldn’t be able to stay away.” Pushing and straightening himself away from the doorframe, he sauntered towards Abel and clapped a hand on his shoulder. “Let’s just say we’re even now for the times you snuck around behind my back. A little abstinence and frustration is good for you. It’ll make you appreciate her more later.”

Abel grinned wryly and chuckled. “Go make me breakfast while I shower.” Stalking out of the room, he headed towards the bathroom.

“Yes, dear.” Jackson’s mocking laugher followed him down the hallway, and he couldn’t stop himself from smiling.

The wind rustled through the trees as Abel stared down at the beautiful woman standing next to him in the garden. The slight breeze ruffled the wisps of hair that had escaped her fancy braid. His fingers itched to smooth the flyaway hair out of her face.