firm, bare chest.
"So, what do you say?" I pressed myself against
the crowded bulge in his pants.
He moaned, and not hesitating for another breath, "Yes!"
Amused with his impatience, I slowly, lightly circled my
tongue around his nipple, before closing my mouth over it. My hand found him
through his pants and he grunted again, raring to go. After working open the
button on his pants, I slowly eased down his zipper. I slipped my cool hand in
his pants and wrapped my fingers around him, only a thin veil of fabric
separating our skin.
"How would you like it?" I whispered, squeezing
tighter.
A bead of moisture soaked his shorts and a muffled groan
sounded from his throat as I pulled him free. I twisted my grip and stroked
his length, not that he needed any more foreplay. He was ready to go.
Before I knew what hit me, Edwin had me flat on my back, stripped
of my summer clothes. “Off,” he said, reaching for the snap on my bra.
When I wiggled free from it, I was completely naked. So was
he, like a naked statue only bigger and stronger and real. He pressed his firm
erection against my soft inner-thigh and frantically dropped wet kisses all
over me, until I didn’t know which way was up. When he glided over top of me,
every nerve ending sparked alive. The urge to have him inside me was pulsing
at high capacity. My legs trembled with anticipation.
“Now,” I begged, arching my back and bucking against him.
When Edwin’s mouth reached mine, he slid over me again,
taunting, tempting my pleasure. My intuition begged me to open my eyes. I
refused. Focusing on the thrilling energy swirling around us, and the wet
tension between my thighs, I refused to be drawn back to reality. Edwin’s
tongue slipped inside my mouth and his lips muffled my moan as he dipped toward
me.
That’s when I heard it. Again. This time it startled me
enough to break me from my sexual daze. I tried to push Edwin off of me, but
failed miserably. Wanting to scream, ready to cry, I sat up as best I could
and froze against his hot, hard body.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked.
"No! Shh!" I said, listening carefully.
Two seconds of stillness was all it took to confirm that we
were no longer alone. There was someone outside the cabin.
"Aww man! What’s it gonna take to get laid around
here?" Edwin grumbled, slamming his fist on the soft bed.
I pulled myself free from him and hurriedly collected my
clothes. "Ditto,” I said, equally as frustrated. “I'll get you
later," I promised, as I attempted to refasten my bra. I swiftly pulled
on my clothes and checked myself in the mirror. After straightening my tousled
hair, I paced to the window and pulled aside the dainty fabric that hardly
covered it. Just as I had suspected, TJ's burnt orange Wrangler was parked
next to my car.
Aliah and Hunter were standing next to the jeep, while TJ
locked it up. Aliah immediately caught a glimpse of me through the window and
hollered out, waving hysterically. "Hey girl. We made it!"
I dropped the panel and headed for the door. Edwin followed
behind me with his shirt in hand.
"Nice timing guys," he hollered sarcastically,
slamming the door shut behind him.
"Ohhh!" TJ hollered back, bumbling around and
acknowledging Edwin’s sexual frustration.
I rolled my eyes at them both and shook my head in
annoyance. There would be more of that over the course of the weekend, I’m
sure.
The bright sunlight was already starting to fade to a light
glow, as the sun began to set in the sky. TJ and Hunter pulled out their bags
and headed for the cabin, shoving and tripping each other, trying to get to the
cabin first.
"You're outta luck brothers! You get your choice of the
cot, couch or floor. I already called the King," Edwin hollered, laughing
at them as he grabbed his bag from my trunk. "If you were a few minutes
later, I would have christened it too," he announced, mostly crabbing to himself.
He dropped
"So, what do you say?" I pressed myself against
the crowded bulge in his pants.
He moaned, and not hesitating for another breath, "Yes!"
Amused with his impatience, I slowly, lightly circled my
tongue around his nipple, before closing my mouth over it. My hand found him
through his pants and he grunted again, raring to go. After working open the
button on his pants, I slowly eased down his zipper. I slipped my cool hand in
his pants and wrapped my fingers around him, only a thin veil of fabric
separating our skin.
"How would you like it?" I whispered, squeezing
tighter.
A bead of moisture soaked his shorts and a muffled groan
sounded from his throat as I pulled him free. I twisted my grip and stroked
his length, not that he needed any more foreplay. He was ready to go.
Before I knew what hit me, Edwin had me flat on my back, stripped
of my summer clothes. “Off,” he said, reaching for the snap on my bra.
When I wiggled free from it, I was completely naked. So was
he, like a naked statue only bigger and stronger and real. He pressed his firm
erection against my soft inner-thigh and frantically dropped wet kisses all
over me, until I didn’t know which way was up. When he glided over top of me,
every nerve ending sparked alive. The urge to have him inside me was pulsing
at high capacity. My legs trembled with anticipation.
“Now,” I begged, arching my back and bucking against him.
When Edwin’s mouth reached mine, he slid over me again,
taunting, tempting my pleasure. My intuition begged me to open my eyes. I
refused. Focusing on the thrilling energy swirling around us, and the wet
tension between my thighs, I refused to be drawn back to reality. Edwin’s
tongue slipped inside my mouth and his lips muffled my moan as he dipped toward
me.
That’s when I heard it. Again. This time it startled me
enough to break me from my sexual daze. I tried to push Edwin off of me, but
failed miserably. Wanting to scream, ready to cry, I sat up as best I could
and froze against his hot, hard body.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked.
"No! Shh!" I said, listening carefully.
Two seconds of stillness was all it took to confirm that we
were no longer alone. There was someone outside the cabin.
"Aww man! What’s it gonna take to get laid around
here?" Edwin grumbled, slamming his fist on the soft bed.
I pulled myself free from him and hurriedly collected my
clothes. "Ditto,” I said, equally as frustrated. “I'll get you
later," I promised, as I attempted to refasten my bra. I swiftly pulled
on my clothes and checked myself in the mirror. After straightening my tousled
hair, I paced to the window and pulled aside the dainty fabric that hardly
covered it. Just as I had suspected, TJ's burnt orange Wrangler was parked
next to my car.
Aliah and Hunter were standing next to the jeep, while TJ
locked it up. Aliah immediately caught a glimpse of me through the window and
hollered out, waving hysterically. "Hey girl. We made it!"
I dropped the panel and headed for the door. Edwin followed
behind me with his shirt in hand.
"Nice timing guys," he hollered sarcastically,
slamming the door shut behind him.
"Ohhh!" TJ hollered back, bumbling around and
acknowledging Edwin’s sexual frustration.
I rolled my eyes at them both and shook my head in
annoyance. There would be more of that over the course of the weekend, I’m
sure.
The bright sunlight was already starting to fade to a light
glow, as the sun began to set in the sky. TJ and Hunter pulled out their bags
and headed for the cabin, shoving and tripping each other, trying to get to the
cabin first.
"You're outta luck brothers! You get your choice of the
cot, couch or floor. I already called the King," Edwin hollered, laughing
at them as he grabbed his bag from my trunk. "If you were a few minutes
later, I would have christened it too," he announced, mostly crabbing to himself.
He dropped
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