N. Walters - Erin’s Fancy

“Why don’t we all go into the living room and get acquainted?” Katie said.

Cain nodded and seconded her invitation. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to do a little more convincing, Garrett. But, I’m curious to know how you found me.”

Abel grinned at his brother as they all walked into the living room. “Didn’t I mention that I’m a true crime writer? Investigation is what I do best.”

Cain gave a snort of laughter, but it quickly died when Abel reached into his pocket and pulled out his mother’s journal and the documents that both their parents had signed. He took the documents without saying a word and walked towards the window before opening them.

Abel stood in the middle of the living room with his hands in his pockets, waiting to see what his brother’s reaction would be when confronted by such irrefutable proof. Now that he’d met Cain, he felt connected to this other man. It would be a hard thing to swallow if Cain decided he wanted nothing to do with him. Cain was the only remaining family he had.

Then again, no, that was no longer true. He could feel Erin waiting patiently beside him, and just her mere presence soothed his battered soul. Erin and her brothers were his family now. As long as he had Erin, he didn’t need anyone else, but he really wanted the opportunity to know this stranger who was his brother.

Cain finished reading the papers and then took another minute to flip through the journal before closing it. Tilting back his head, he closed his eye and swallowed hard. Katie went to him and laid her hand on his chest, and Cain gathered her into his arms. It was an intensely personal moment, and Abel felt like an intruder. He felt himself backing away from the other couple, but Erin stopped him simply by placing her hand on his back.

Cain bent down and planted a tender kiss on Katie’s forehead, and she clung to him for a moment before releasing him. Turning, he walked back across the room and handed the documents back to Abel. “So, where do we go from here?” Cain gave no indication how he felt about the situation or even if he believed they were indeed twins.

Abel hesitated before gradually extending his hand. “I’m Abel Benjamin Garrett, and I’m your brother.”

Cain looked at Abel’s hand and swore softly. A second later, he wrapped his arms around his brother and held him tight. The sight of the two strong men embracing each other brought tears to Erin’s eyes. Katie swiped at the tears running down her face and gave Erin a watery smile. It was a good beginning.

Abel was still wired late that night as he stood in front of their hotel window and gazed out the window. They had made plans to meet Cain and Katie for lunch tomorrow, and Abel was surprised at just how excited he was about spending time with them. Erin and Katie had already made tentative plans for Cain and Katie to come to Meadows for the wedding. It seemed that he and his brother were alike in at least one way. They both would do whatever it took to make their women happy.

Erin chose that moment to roll over in bed. Her eyes sought him through the darkness. “I can hear you thinking all the way over here, and it’s keeping me awake.” Climbing out of bed, she padded silently across the carpet and cuddled up next to him.

“Sorry.” He absently kissed the top of her head.

“For a first meeting, I thought everything went really well.” Erin began to trace circles around his nipples as she spoke, distracting him from his thoughts.

“Yeah, surprisingly enough, it did go well.” He still had a hard time wrapping his brain around the fact that he had a twin brother. It was one thing to know it intellectually and quite another to be faced with a physical mirror image. “I wonder if he’ll ever tell us the whole story about how he came to lose his eye. He said it was in a fire, but there’s obviously more to the story than that.”

“Katie said that he’d got burned in an apartment fire when he was in college. He got trapped inside after going back to help rescue some other people.” Erin continued to caress Abel’s chest. “He was a real hero that day, but he doesn’t talk about it at all.”

Abel looked down at her in amazement. “When did she tell you that?”

“When I asked her to show me some of her paintings.” Erin shot him an amused smile. “Her work is really amazing. She said she can’t wait to visit us in Meadows, because she’d always wanted to paint nature scenes. Katie also promised that I could pick out one of her paintings for a wedding present.”

“You and Katie certainly seemed to have packed quite a bit into the ten minutes you spent in the den by yourselves.”

Erin grinned. “You have no idea.”

Abel wasn’t sure he liked the sly smile on Erin’s face. “What exactly does that mean?”

“Don’t you worry. I didn’t tell her any secrets. We just talked about men in general.” She bent forward and playfully nipped at his chest. “We now have not only an author, but an artist in the family as well.”

Abel laughed and tugged playfully on her hair. “Brat. How did she come to tell you about Cain?”

Erin shrugged. “I asked her.”

Abel shook his head in amazement. He should have known because of his years of research, but he was still surprised at how much more easily women communicated than men. He had so many questions about his brother, but they would have to wait until tomorrow.

Right now, he had more pressing issues on his mind, like how damned good Erin felt pressed against him. His mind might have been distracted, but his dick was as hard as a rock, clamoring for attention.

“It’s amazing how alike you both look, but you’re obviously the more handsome of the two.” Erin’s hand left his chest and began to inch its way towards his erection.

“Obviously you’re biased,” he teased, sucking in a breath when her fingers skimmed the length of his cock.

Erin ran her fingers up and down his shaft several times before wrapping her hand around his cock and stroking it. “Obviously,” she readily agreed.

“I love you, Erin.” He needed her to know how much it meant for him to have her with him, not only today, but also every day.

“I know. I love you too,” she told him. He could tell by the tone of her voice that she understood what he meant without having to explain himself.

Capturing her lips with his own, he stroked his way into her mouth with his tongue. Taking his time, he kissed her thoroughly. She rubbed her breasts against his chest, and he loved the feel of her hard nipples against his skin.

Pushing her hips forward, she spread her pussy lips with her hand, and snuggled his cock between her spread legs. Wrapping her hands around his neck, she began to slide her moist sex up and down his length. She moaned as she stroked her clit against his throbbing dick. Her obvious pleasure made him even harder.

He grabbed her ass and ground her against his cock, pulling her up on the tips of her toes as he did so. Her nails dug into his shoulders for support as she arched against him. Abel gripped her with one hand, reached out, and pushed the curtains open all the way so he could see her better. The bottom of the window was at knee level so the light caught her writhing body in it pale yellow glow.

Erin squealed and hid her head against his chest. “Close the curtains before somebody sees us.”

“No. I don’t care who sees me fuck you. You’re mine and I want the whole world to know it.” She stiffened, but he could feel the slick wetness of her pussy against his cock and knew she was aroused by the thought.

“Turn around and face the window.” She peeked up at him uncertainly before turning around. “Place your hands on the glass and spread your legs wide.”

Erin hesitated for a moment before turning and spreading her legs. Her hands automatically braced against the window for support. Abel eased her slightly backwards until she was at more of an angle with her ass thrust backwards, and then pushed her legs further apart so that she was spread wide for him.

“Perfect.” Stroking between her legs, he found her pussy was wet and dripping for him. He eased one finger inside her and slowly pulled it back out. Erin moaned and pushed her ass back towards him.

“Stay just like that.” Abel walked away and left her there, totally exposed to anyone who happened to walk by and look up at their bedroom window.

Erin stood with her hands pressed against the cool glass, totally naked, with her legs spread wide. She felt totally exposed and vulnerable as she waited for Abel to return. Today had been hard for him, and she knew that he needed her tonight more than ever. It was if he was trying to stake his claim on her, to assure himself that she was his.

She could hear him rummaging around in his overnight bag, and then he was back, standing behind her. He slipped his fingers over the cleft of her ass, and she could feel something cool slide across her flesh before he pushed one finger inside the tight opening.

He spread the cheeks of her ass with one hand while he worked his finger deeper. “I told you I wanted to fuck your tight ass.” A second finger joined the first one, sliding in easily, stretching her. “Will you let me?”

Erin sensed Abel’s need to possess her completely. She could feel her cream coating her inner thighs at the thought of him taking her like that. Her pussy pulsed and clenched and her breasts ached with arousal. She pushed her ass against his fingers, taking them deep. There was a slight burning sensation, but she wanted this, and she knew that he needed the words.

Taking a deep breath, she gave herself over to this new experience, trusting him to make it good for her. “Fuck my ass, Abel.” Her voice was a low, seductive purr.