pull through the gates of Greenwood Manor. He brings the car to a stop in front of the main door and turns off the engine. Eric jumps out the car leaving the keys in the ignition. I have just undone my seatbelt when he is opening my door. He grabs ahold of me and lifts me out of the car. He literally throws me over his shoulder and heads towards the front door.
“Um, I can walk you know,” I say as I’m swaying behind his back.
“I know but not as fast as I will want you too,” he says as he is already starting up the staircase taking the steps two at a time.
Chapter 12
When we reach the top he turns right down a hallway and pauses only a second to open the door to the room. He walks in and closes the door behind him. It is only then that he sets me down on my feet.
I take a quick look around the room. It doesn’t look at all like the kind of room Eric would call his. The walls are a very light pink with large white trim. There is a large four poster bed a few feet from the door. The linens are white and the duvet has a soft rose pattern. I am unable to look around further as my focus is on the very good-looking man in front of me.
Without a word he takes his sweater off exposing his chiseled frame for the first time. Right now I couldn’t even tell you what day of the week it is. His body is very lean and muscular. His shoulders are strong and clearly defined, as are his chest and arms. My gaze travels down over his hard rippled abs and stops at the indents above his hips pointing down to below his jeans.
He grabs the bottom of my sweater and gently pulls it over my head revealing my black lace bra. I feel my nipples harden from just the heat of his stare. Eric reaches behind me and expertly unfastens my bra pulling it down my arms and letting it fall to the floor. I kick my boots off to the side. I am thankful I picked a pair that slide off so easy. His hands move swiftly to the waist of my jeans. He unfastens them and eases them over my hips with my panties in one quick move. I step out of them and my socks at the same time.
I am standing before him completely naked. For the first time in my life I am completely comfortable standing in front of a man utterly exposed. He rakes his eyes up and down me a few times. The way he looks at me makes me feel sexy. His desire is so clear in his eyes.
“Dear god. Honey, you are fucking beautiful,” he says as he continues to scan my naked form. I love how sexy he sounds with his beautiful polished accent. Even the word “fucking” sounds romantic. The ever present fire in his eyes is blazing like I have never seen before.
“I want you to touch me,” I plead.
“I will, I need a moment to gather myself. I plan on spending the rest of the day touching you.” He takes a deep breath and slowly exhales. After a few seconds that feel like hours he wraps his arms around me. He buries one hand in my hair. The other hand cradles my face turning it up to him.
He kisses me painfully soft, barely brushing my lips. I stand on my tip toes pushing our mouths together. He responds passionately, kissing me deeply. His tongue enters my mouth and dances gracefully with mine. I wrap my arms around him and crush my body to his. I can feel his hardness pressing against my stomach.
“Come here,” he says, pulling away from me and taking my hand. He leads me over to stand next to the large four poster bed. He spins me around so I am facing the bed.
“Put your hands on the bed in front of you,” he commands in a whisper behind me. I do as he asks and bend at the waist to rest my hands on the bed. “Keep them there.” I like his stern tone. It sends a chill through me.
Eric cups one of my breasts in his hand, slowly working the nipple between his thumb and finger. I moan softly as he moves his hand over to the other breast. He takes his hand from my breasts and gently runs the tips of his fingers down my spine. He softly brushes his hands over each of half of my backside.
“Um, I can walk you know,” I say as I’m swaying behind his back.
“I know but not as fast as I will want you too,” he says as he is already starting up the staircase taking the steps two at a time.
Chapter 12
When we reach the top he turns right down a hallway and pauses only a second to open the door to the room. He walks in and closes the door behind him. It is only then that he sets me down on my feet.
I take a quick look around the room. It doesn’t look at all like the kind of room Eric would call his. The walls are a very light pink with large white trim. There is a large four poster bed a few feet from the door. The linens are white and the duvet has a soft rose pattern. I am unable to look around further as my focus is on the very good-looking man in front of me.
Without a word he takes his sweater off exposing his chiseled frame for the first time. Right now I couldn’t even tell you what day of the week it is. His body is very lean and muscular. His shoulders are strong and clearly defined, as are his chest and arms. My gaze travels down over his hard rippled abs and stops at the indents above his hips pointing down to below his jeans.
He grabs the bottom of my sweater and gently pulls it over my head revealing my black lace bra. I feel my nipples harden from just the heat of his stare. Eric reaches behind me and expertly unfastens my bra pulling it down my arms and letting it fall to the floor. I kick my boots off to the side. I am thankful I picked a pair that slide off so easy. His hands move swiftly to the waist of my jeans. He unfastens them and eases them over my hips with my panties in one quick move. I step out of them and my socks at the same time.
I am standing before him completely naked. For the first time in my life I am completely comfortable standing in front of a man utterly exposed. He rakes his eyes up and down me a few times. The way he looks at me makes me feel sexy. His desire is so clear in his eyes.
“Dear god. Honey, you are fucking beautiful,” he says as he continues to scan my naked form. I love how sexy he sounds with his beautiful polished accent. Even the word “fucking” sounds romantic. The ever present fire in his eyes is blazing like I have never seen before.
“I want you to touch me,” I plead.
“I will, I need a moment to gather myself. I plan on spending the rest of the day touching you.” He takes a deep breath and slowly exhales. After a few seconds that feel like hours he wraps his arms around me. He buries one hand in my hair. The other hand cradles my face turning it up to him.
He kisses me painfully soft, barely brushing my lips. I stand on my tip toes pushing our mouths together. He responds passionately, kissing me deeply. His tongue enters my mouth and dances gracefully with mine. I wrap my arms around him and crush my body to his. I can feel his hardness pressing against my stomach.
“Come here,” he says, pulling away from me and taking my hand. He leads me over to stand next to the large four poster bed. He spins me around so I am facing the bed.
“Put your hands on the bed in front of you,” he commands in a whisper behind me. I do as he asks and bend at the waist to rest my hands on the bed. “Keep them there.” I like his stern tone. It sends a chill through me.
Eric cups one of my breasts in his hand, slowly working the nipple between his thumb and finger. I moan softly as he moves his hand over to the other breast. He takes his hand from my breasts and gently runs the tips of his fingers down my spine. He softly brushes his hands over each of half of my backside.
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