Wilder (An Erotic Fairy Tale) by Scarlet Chill Page B

unexpected?”
    “Maybe,” she said uncertainly, slurping her coffee as his lips twisted into the first signs of a grin.
    His mouth hardened again as he continued, “And perhaps also looking for passion?  With a stranger?”
    “Uh, I-I don’t know,” she stammered even as her pulse quickened at the prospect of a passionate encounter with this hard bodied woodsman.
    “Natalya, come sit with me by the fireplace.  I’ll stoke a fire,” he invited in a deep, intimate tone.
    Setting the cup of coffee down, she followed him to the fireplace where he tossed in a few logs and lit a blaze.  He gestured for her to sit down on a cushion.  To her astonishment, instead of sitting down, he slowly unzipped his jeans and pulled them down.  He was wearing no underwear…and he was fully hard. She gaped at the startling sight of his arousal.
    Both offended and enflamed, she sprung to her feet and tried to dodge him as she made a run for the door.  He held up an arm as hard as a steel bar and stopped her.  “Do you really want to go?”
    “No,” she whispered as he regarded her fiercely.  “But I really should go…”
    “I think you really should stay.  You came here looking for passion and adventure, Natalya.  And you’ve found it,” he coaxed.
    “But being with a stranger is just a fantasy.  I have to go,” she argued as his green eyes supplicated her to stay.
    Sensing that she was about to leave, he resorted to pleading and shared a morsel of his life that had been a guarded secret until now.  “Please,” he rasped, “I haven’t been with a woman in six years.  Won’t you have mercy on me?”
    She stared at him incredulously, not sure whether his claim or his request was more outrageous.  Or maybe it was her response to his hoarse plea that was outrageous.  Natalya felt her body tingle as her eyes lowered to his massive cock that was pulsating in the firelight.  She hadn’t even partially disrobed yet.  How hard would this virile man be if she were naked like him?  Instead of wondering, she let go of her inhibitions and decided to find out.
    Reaching around for the zipper of her dress, she seductively slid out of the garment as he watched hungrily.  Left in a purple lace bra and matching panties, she looked edible to his deprived manhood.  He willed himself not to salivate as she confidently peeled off her bra and revealed a pair of round breasts with pert mauve nipples.  His cock twitched without his consent as she slipped out of the panties and tossed them a few inches away from the fire.   He couldn’t stop his mouth from watering as he peered down at her womanhood and the delicate lips that were dewy with desire.
    Trembling slightly, Natalya walked over to Rex until their bodies were nearly touching.  He kept his arms stiffly at his sides, even though he longed to touch her everywhere.  Tentatively, she brushed her soft breasts against his chest.  Just a whisper of a touch.  He held his breath, savoring the maddening but exquisite sensation.  She also refrained from touching him with her hands, instead just caressing their bodies together as he started to move with her.  Up and down, their torsos brushed against each other as flickers of desire energized the cabin.
    Natalya gasped as she felt his stiff rod brush against her belly.  She gazed down at the turgid cock, thrilled to see it standing straight up, engorged with life blood.  She changed the pressure of the touch from caressing to rubbing, creating a vigorous friction between their flesh.  Her erect nipples first caressed the hairs of his chest, then pressed firmly into his muscles as his breath became labored.  She pushed her breasts against him a few times rhythmically as his cock strained against her belly.
    Experimentally, she traced her fingertips up his ribcage and chest as a violent tremor wracked his entire body.  Her fingers traveled upwards, making a slow journey to his open mouth.  She toyed with his mouth,