Erin's Fancy

Chapter Twenty-One

Erin was breathless with anticipation as Abel opened the door to the truck, reached in, and lifted her out of the vehicle. It seemed as if it had been years, rather than days, since they’d made love. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she relaxed as he walked towards the house with her cradled in his strong arms. He lowered her enough so she could unlock the back door and push it open. Carrying her over the threshold, he shoved the door closed with his booted heel. The sound echoed through the quiet house. They were finally alone.

“Welcome home.” Erin shivered as his voice and words washed over her. He said nothing else, but continued through the kitchen and up the stairs, not pausing until he reached the door to the new master bedroom.

They’d finally cleared everything out of his parent’s old room, and Abel had spent the last week painting and fixing it up just for them. A feeling of rightness settled over Erin as he lowered her legs to the bedroom floor. Standing there, wrapped in his protective embrace, she felt as if she’d finally found her place in the world.

Abel finally pulled away from her, shrugged out of his jacket, and tugged off his tie, throwing them over the chair in the corner. Turning to her, he placed his hands on his hips and stared at her. “Did you?” His voice was low and sexy as he watched her.

“Did I what?” She could feel the moisture pooling between her legs as his heated gaze washed over her. Her nipples were hard and each time she took a breath the sensitive tips were pushed against the material. She bit her lip to keep from moaning aloud.

“Did you wear panties or not, Missus Garrett?” He stalked towards her, a male animal on the prowl.

“What do you think, Mr. Garrett?” She smiled coyly, lifting the hem of her dress slightly, offering him only a glimpse of her white stockings.

Abel sat on the side of the bed and hauled off his boot and socks, tossing them aside. Standing, he unbuttoned his shirt, yanked it off and dropped it to the floor. Erin couldn’t take her eyes off him as he continued to undress in front of her. His muscles rippled as he moved and her fingers itched to touch him. Her dress was suddenly way too tight, making it hard for her to catch her breath.

Abel shucked his pants and underwear and sat back on the bed. “Come here.” Holding out his hand, he waited for her to come to him.

Erin stepped out of her low-heeled pumps and padded over to him. Spreading his legs wide, he pulled her close to him, burying his face in her stomach. His hands came up to shape the contours of her behind, his fingers tracing the creases at the tops of her thighs.

She bit back a moan as his hands slid down the backs of her legs and then slipped underneath her dress. Her whole body trembled as she waited for him to discover her wet sex waiting for him. His fingers teased her as he took his time, grazing her inner thighs before sifting through her pubic hair. “Thigh-high stockings, not a garter belt,” he murmured softly.

Widening her legs, Erin silently encouraged him to touch her. This time she moaned when his large palm cupped her sex, his fingers tracing their wet folds. He growled as his fingers slipped inside her eager body.

“So hot and wet,” he muttered as he slid his fingers from her slit and trailed them down her quivering thighs. His eyes blazed as he sat back and stared at her. “Pull up your dress and show me your pussy.”

Flames of desire seared Erin’s skin as she inched her dress up to her waist, exposing her naked lower body to him. He ran his fingers over the tops of her thigh-high stockings and her hips moved, thrusting towards him. “Spread your legs.”

Erin widened her stance and cried out as he thrust his fingers deep into her aching sex. Her muscles clenched hard around them, wanting him deeper. “Do you want me, baby?” Abel’s words aroused her even more.

“Oh, yes.” Her reply was little more than a throaty whisper.

“Then strip for me, Erin.” Abel let her go and settled himself comfortably against the headboard.

He looked enormous lying there in the shadows of the bed. The moonlight was shining through the window, illuminating the extent of his desire. His cock was totally erect, large and thick, as it jutted out from his groin. Erin didn’t even realize she’d been staring at it until he gave a low chuckle and began to stroke himself.

“It’s going to go to waste if you don’t hurry.”

Erin smiled wickedly and licked her lips in anticipation as she reached behind her back to unzip her dress. “We can’t let that happen.”

The sound of the zipper was loud and strangely erotic as she slowly lowered it all the way to her naked behind. The dress dropped to the floor, pooling around her feet, and then she was naked except for her stockings. She reached for the top of her stocking, intending to roll it down her leg, but Abel’s hoarse voice echoed through the room. “Leave them.”

Erin stepped away from the dress and knelt up on the end of the bed, crawling between Abel’s legs. Placing her palms on his rock-hard thighs, she ran her hands over his legs, loving the way his muscles flexed beneath them. He sucked in a deep breath as her fingers hovered over his cock. It bobbed towards her hands, and she wrapped them around it and squeezed it tight.

Moving one of her hands lower, she massaged his sac as her other hand slid over his hardness. She rubbed her palm over the top of his erection, rubbing the milky liquid over the bulbous head. Her pussy was throbbing now, wanting his cock buried to the hilt. But she had other plans first.

Straddling one of his thighs, she lowered her head towards his straining cock. Her tongue flicked the tip, before lapping at the head and sucking it. As she took more of his length deeper into her mouth, she rubbed the mound of her pussy on his leg, trying to ease the ache within her. His thigh was wet with her desire, but she didn’t care. Her whole body was on fire with need.

Gripping her head in his hands, Abel thrust his hips towards her mouth. Erin could feel his cock at the back of her throat as she swallowed as much of him as she could. Her tongue continued to stroke his hard flesh as he thrust himself in and out of her eager mouth. Erin hummed with pleasure, as she tasted the salty drops of liquid that seeped from the head of his cock. She could feel his balls drawing tighter to his body as she continued to fondle them.

Abel suddenly pulled his cock from her mouth, reared up, and flipped her over in bed all in one motion. She found herself flat on her back, staring up at her husband. His large hands cupped her breasts, even as his fingers pinched her engorged nipples. Erin cried out as she arched towards him.

He buried his face in her chest, licking, sucking, and lapping at her breasts until she thought she would go mad. Her hands clutched at his head, one minute pulling him closer to her, and the next, tugging him away. Digging her heels into the bed, she levered herself off the mattress, rubbing her clit against his cock. Wanting, needing some relief from the powerful arousal that consumed her.

He groaned and heaved himself over her, taking her breath away in a passionate kiss. His mouth consumed hers as his cock pressed against her mound. Erin was shaking now, needing him desperately.

“Take me, Abel!” she cried out as she tore her lips from his.

Abel’s hands and mouth were everywhere, exploring her neck, breasts, and stomach. Then his hands were spreading her legs wide as he captured her clit between his lips and sucked hard. Erin almost shot off the bed.

“Omigod,” she repeated over and over as she thrashed from side to side in the bed. Her hands fisted in the covers as she arched back, thrusting her hips towards him.

Abel growled and the sound reverberated through her pussy causing it to clench almost painfully. She brought her hands up to his shoulders, digging her fingernails into his flesh, urging him to take her.

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded.

The words tumbled readily from her swollen lips. “Fuck me. Now, Abel. Now.”

Abel moved up over her then, lifting her legs over his shoulders, as he thrust his cock deep. His face was a hard mask of desire as he drove hard into her pussy, his entire concentration focused on making them both come. Erin dug her heels into his back, desperately trying to take him even deeper. Abel dug his fingers into her waist and began to pound into her body, filling her totally.

“Yes,” she cried repeatedly as he continued to ram his cock into her over and over. Her breath caught in her throat as the shivers started from the very center of her core. Screaming, she came. Hard and fast. Her entire body shook as she convulsed around him.

Abel continued to thrust hard and deep. Then his big body shook, and he gave a shout. She could feel his cock jerk as he came, and her inner muscles contracted around him once again. He gave one final grunt and then collapsed on top of her.

Erin sank back into the pillows and closed her eyes, savoring the little aftershocks that coursed through her body. Abel’s head was buried against her shoulder, his shoulders heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. She didn’t know how long they lay there like that, but she was more contented than she’d ever been in her entire life.

Finally, Abel raised his head and stared down at her, all his love shining from his sexy green eyes. “I love you, Mrs. Garrett.” Leaning down, he kissed her softly before withdrawing from her body. Rolling onto his back, he tucked her under his arms so that her head was resting on his shoulder.

“I love you, too.” Snuggling close, she placed her hand over his heart just so she could feel it beating.