N. Walters - Erin’s Fancy

Carly was unable to take her eyes off his face as he continued to drive himself hard within her pussy. His eyes were closed and his concentration complete. She moaned again and managed to wrap her legs around his waist, drawing him even deeper inside her. Shuddering, he came. She could feel the power of his orgasm as he emptied himself inside her. When he was finally finished, he rested his head between her breasts.

Exhausted, her legs dropped back to the bed. Now that they were both spent, she noticed that her arms were feeling a little sore, but before she could summon the energy to ask him to untie her, he stirred. Heaving himself up, he untied both of her hands, lowering her arms carefully, and massaging her shoulders. Sighing, she allowed her arms to flop to the mattress beside her.

“It gets easier with practice,” he promised her. His face was filled with emotion as he gathered her in his arms and pillowed her against his chest. “That was the most amazing experience of my life.”

Carly rested one of her hands on his chest, enjoying the feel of his muscles beneath her palm. “Me, too.”

“I didn’t use protection,” he pointed out.

“I’m on the pill,” she told him, thinking to put his mind at ease. Instead, he heaved a huge sigh.

“You’d look gorgeous carrying my child, but I guess we can worry about that after we’ve been married a while. I’ll admit, I’d like a few years of having you too myself.” Nathan toyed with her hair as he spoke.

Carly was stunned by the ease with which he spoke about their future. “You’re assuming a lot, aren’t you.” She knew that she loved him, but she was slightly perturbed by his easy assumption that she’d fall in line with his plans.

“No, I’m not.” His voice was drowsy and filled with contentment. “You would never have allowed me to do what we just did if you didn’t love me.”

“So?”

“So, now that I’ve got you, I’m not letting you go.” He dropped a kiss on the side of her forehead. “We’re not kids playing games, Carly. There’s a promise between us now, and if you’re truthful with yourself, you know that it’s been there for years.”

“I know,” she conceded. “But, I don’t want you to get the idea that you’re always in charge.”

“The only thing I want to be in charge of is your sexual pleasure.” His wicked words made her shiver and the devil knew he’d aroused her again if his laughter was any indication. Her head shook as his chest rumbled with laughter. She didn’t know if she should be peeved with him or amused. She chose to be amused.

“Hey, just to prove what an easy guy I am to get along with, I’ll let you pick the wedding date.”

Carly sat up in bed and swiped her hair out of her face. “Are you proposing to me?”

Nathan sat up next to her and took her cold hands in his. “Yes I am. Carly, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

Tears filled her eyes and began to roll down her cheeks. Sighing, he released one of her hands and swiped the tears with his fingers. “Please tell me they’re tears of joy.”

“Yes,” she said suddenly.

He froze at her words and searched her face. “Yes?”

“Yes,” she nodded emphatically.

Nathan clutched her tight in his arms and held her against the frantic beat of his heart. Tilting her head back, he whispered one short phrase before proceeding to kiss her senseless. The sound of his simple, heartfelt “thank you” echoed in her ears as the passion overtook her once more.

The feeling of something heavy lying across her chest awakened Erin the next morning. She lay there in bed, savoring the feeling of Abel’s strong arm wrapped around her as if, even in sleep, he was unwilling to release her. Erin wished that he would never let her go, and that he would want to stay home with her for good. But that was just wishful thinking. As a crime writer, Abel always traveled extensively. It was necessary for his work that he investigated the crimes where they happened and talked to all the people involved. That meant living for months at a time in various parts of the country.

She shifted cautiously in the bed, testing to see if her skin was still sore. Peeking down at herself, she noted that her breasts were still slightly pink, but overall they looked better than she’d anticipated. She was just thankful that it hadn’t been worse. The sight of Abel’s strong, tanned arm rested against the softness of her pink belly made her feel soft and womanly. He was the only man who’d ever made her feel this way.

Turning, Erin buried her face in his chest, rubbing her nose against the fine covering of hair there. She fit comfortably in the curve of his body and felt more at home in his arms than she’d ever felt in her life. They suited each other well and not just physically. He was easy to be with, and she never felt like she had to be anything other than her real self. Abel seemed to like her for who she was, and that was the most precious gift anyone had ever given her.

As she lay there, she felt his heavy cock twitch against her thigh. Smiling, she waited to see how long it would take him to fully awaken. Even though they’d made love after they’d gone to bed, she expected that Abel would wake up with a hard-on. She could feel his arousal lengthening and thickening, and she pushed her hip against it. Her own body answered his and she could feel the moisture between her legs as her own arousal grew. She stretched sinuously against him, enjoying the heavy feeling in her breasts and the ache between her legs. It was amazing how quickly her body responded to his.

A low rumble escaped him as his hand slid up her belly to cup her breast. “How do you feel this morning?”

Arching into his hand, she all but purred. “I feel wonderful this morning.”

Fondling her gently, he tweaked her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “You certainly do.”

Erin laughed, feeling happy. She’d never spent the night with a man before, and found it extremely intimate to sleep wrapped around this one and wake up in his arms. It would be very easy to become addicted to his touch and his presence.

Turning onto her side, she faced him and slung her leg over his hip. His hand drifted down to her behind where he squeezed gently. “Are you too sore?”

Erin knew that if she said yes, he wouldn’t make love to her, but there was no way she was going to let him get away with that. “Not if we do it a certain way.”

His eyes were filled with a combination of lust and indulgence when he looked at her. “What do you have in mind?” His hand continued to lazily trace circles on her butt and she gasped when he trailed his fingers in the dark cleft between her ass cheeks. His index finger traced the outline of her anus before going lower and slipping into her vagina.

Erin gasped as a second finger joined the first inside her and he began to move them in and out in a lazy rhythm. “I want to fuck you until neither one of us can think straight, but I don’t think you’re up to that yet.” He continued to stroke the inside of her body. “But I think we’ll have to take it slow this morning. You should be feeling much better later today or tomorrow.”

Biting her lip was the only way Erin could keep from begging him to fuck her now. She wanted him hard and hot inside her. “Scissors,” she blurted.

He froze, his fingers deep inside her. “What?”

Erin would have laughed at his dumbfounded expression except she was much too aroused. Her body was on fire for his and she was tired of waiting. “I don’t want scissors. It’s a position from the magazine, remember?”

Relief spread across his face and she felt his body relax once again. “I guess I conveniently forgot that one. For a second there, you had me worried.” Leaning down, he kissed her on the forehead. “You have got to show me the article in that damned magazine. Now, what do I do?”

Doing her best to picture the position, she realized that they were perfectly aligned already. Hoisting her leg higher onto his hip, she wrapped her arm around his shoulder to give her some support. “You slide inside me and use your hands on my butt for leverage.”

Abel shifted, spreading the folds of her labia wide as he squeezed his cock into her. Her slick vagina welcomed him, and her muscles clasped greedily around him. She clung to his shoulders as he got a firm grip on her behind. Keeping her bottom leg braced against his, she rotated her hips in little circular motions, moaning as his cock seemed to swell even larger inside her.

Flexing his hips slightly, Abel’s thrusts were short and quick. The pace was maddening for Erin and she wanted more. Frantically, she rubbed her breasts against his muscular chest, but the rasp on her engorged nipples against his chest hair served to arouse her even further. “I need more.” Erin could feel herself poised on the edge of an orgasm, but not able to make it happen.

Abel’s hand on her bottom moved and he once again slid his fingers into the cleft. When he reached the spot where they were joined, he slowly inserted one of his fingers inside of her vagina to join his throbbing cock. The movement stretched her even further, causing her to cry out. At the same time, he stroked the opening of her ass, inserting the tip of his thumb slightly into her anus.

Erin exploded. Abel filled every part of her until there was room for nothing else. Her convulsions were almost violent as she shook from head to toe. Abel continued to stroke her with his fingers and cock until she collapsed against him, totally spent. When he carefully removed his hands from her she shivered, already missing the intimate contact with him.

She knew that he hadn’t come and expected him to keep thrusting, but instead, he gripped her bottom and rolled until she was lying under him. His cock was still rock-hard inside her and she could feel it pulsing deep within her. Pushing her knees back towards her head, he gripped her knees and spread her legs wide. The move left her legs spread wide open and him in total control. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple as he began to thrust once again.