Authors: Isabell Lawless
Feeling her rocking her bottom back down against his moist thumb, pushing gently, he let it play between those lovely cheeks of hers, dipping the top of his digit in and out of her opening. Nudging it to open up to his size. His cock stood rock hard and steady to enter her tight wonderfulness.
“Push yourself back against me, baby. Slowly.”
She closed her eyes into the pillow, gripping it tightly in her arms.
“Oh, I forgot how much it burns.”
He pulled himself back again. Lathered her with more saliva and placed himself back between her cheeks.
“Just go slow, and the burn will be gone as soon as it started.”
Reaching around her waist with one of his hands he found her clit and let his fingers play over it, nip it, pull it, and slide between his fingers. Just as he expected, her body loosened up a bit from the pleasure and with greater ease he was able to enter her slowly from behind.
“Holy shit. Don't move. You're so tight.” He groaned and closed his eyes.
“I can't stay still, I need the friction. Now Andy, now!”
Against his will she started to push back against him gently at first, squeezing him like a drenched towel, letting her body get used to his size. Thank God for his fingers weaving magic between her legs. She relaxed from the twirl of his fingers between her lips and made it easy to accommodate his whole length.
To keep himself from blowing his load immediately he stopped himself from looking down to watch what they were doing. Afraid to move and add any extra pleasure, he gave her full control over the movement and simply placed his hands up on her lower back, letting his hands caress her. Back and forth she moved, slow at first, before her moans grew loader and she banged herself fast and hard back against him, taking everything of him inside.
“Baby,” He said in desperation. “You want me to come inside your ass or not? Quickly, make up your mind.”
“Inside. I want you to come inside me.”
“Oh fuuck!”
Greedy hands took a firm hold around her waist and pulled her hard against the very bottom of his length. With a loud groan he released himself inside her before he slumped forward and landed with his chest on her back pushing her down. Together they ended up flat against the mattress of the bed. Panting hard, he let himself soften before he slowly slid out of her. With his hair tumbled around his face he let his head rest heavily in the nape of her neck, giving flickering kisses around the spot that was moist from the sweat they managed to create together.
“So that's the way we're playing it today?” He managed to spit out, opening his eyes, watching the expression on her face. She felt his light kisses all over her shoulders and she couldn't do anything but smile.
“Thank you.”
“For what? Me being in your ass?”
With a light giggle, that spread around and reached Andy's lips as well, she relaxed and continued.
“Yes, I needed that.”
Crumbling gravel was suddenly heard from outside breaking the moment between them.
“Oh, shit. Mom and Dad are back. Let's get dressed.”
Hurriedly running around their bedroom, picking up clothing items and shoes from the floor, they made the accidental bumping of shoulders or rear ends trying to get themselves back into looking somewhat presentable.
“What's so funny?” He insisted while pulling on his shoes sitting on the bedside.
“Feels like we're teenagers getting busted for having sex!”
“We might be busted, alright.” He smiled.
Not a second later his parents put the key into the front door, and entered with a shouting greeting, as if they knew what had been going on in that bedroom all along. Well, perhaps not all of it. Hopefully.
With a slight slap on her butt Andy walked by Danielle through the bedroom door to join his parents in the living area of the cabin. Danielle, who had known Jo and Vernon for what felt like ages, couldn't bear leaving the room without checking herself out in the mirror, pulling back missing strands of hair that had fallen over her face in the midst of their animalistic sex and grunting game. Her cheeks were rosy, but to hell with it, they were all adults. When left alone, this is what adults do. They fuck. Dirty. At least when they try to blow off some raging steam from previous arguments or thinking they might have seen their exes in windows while walking around town.
She should probably tell them she saw him. At least she thought she saw him. With the hopes that they wouldn't think she's too crazy and paranoid.
Zipping her hoody back up she entered the kitchen area where Vernon emptied up some food from grocery bags they brought back from town. Andy and Jo were both sitting at the bar area drinking coffee and digging into the most delicious looking chocolate covered croissants she had ever had the chance to lay her eyes on. Undoubtedly they would taste just as good.
“Hi darling, we brought some food back from town. Please sit down and have some with us.”
That might have been the easiest decision she had ever have to make, except for marrying Andy of course, and she parked her somewhat tender rear end on one of the stools next to her husband.
When she sucked in a quick chunk of air seating herself on the stool, Andy's eyes caught hers over his coffee cup and responded to her soreness with a naughty smile. Not giving anything away she dove right into the bag of croissants and pulled out the one she guessed contained the most chocolate. That deliciously sweet chocolate and the warm cup of coffee would give her some much needed energy back which she seemed to have lost in the bedroom earlier. Maybe they could even return to the sheets and repeat themselves later?
“Have you been down to see the town yet?” Jo asked chirpily while downing her coffee snapping Danielle out of her naughty daydream.
“Uhm, Dani went down there earlier. Right babe?” Andy answered.
“Oh yeah, I did. Super cute village with little old ladies talking gibberish while laughing and drinking coffee. Enjoying the quiet main street. But who wouldn't, it's beautiful here.”
' Should she tell them what she tough she might have seen? Well, since they were talking about her visit to town, she figured it was no better time than right now.'
“Uhm... now, I'm not quite sure if I saw this correctly, and I don't judge you if you think what I'm about to say sounds nutty to you guys... but...uhm...”
“What? Spit it out babe.” Andy. Always right to the point.
“Earlier, when I was looking in one of the store windows walking up and down Main Street, the reflection in the window suddenly showed a man standing on the other side of the street, but all of sudden a large truck drove down the road and blocked off the view between us. As soon as the truck had passed by going down the hill, the person I thought I saw was gone. I know it sounds crazy but the man in the reflection looked just like... Brian.”
Silence fell over the kitchen, and Vernon's idle hands emptying grocery bags stopped abruptly. He turned towards his daughter-in-law and it seemed like he was trying to process what she just said. He knew the area best and the people who lived in the town. Most certainly someone would have said something if a stranger stopped by in this little village. A stranger touring this spot during low season would have been talked about, or mentioned. He wasn't aware of anything, and they were both in the little town center most of the morning. But at the same time, they didn't see Dani either, and she told them she had just been walking up and down Main Street without bumping into them. Maybe she was telling the truth?
“It probably couldn't hurt to lock the front and back door for the rest of the afternoon and evening just in case. You might have been right, you might have been wrong. Also, just to be on the safe side...” He looked around at Andy, peaked up high on his chair by the counter staring at his wife, trying to figure out if she had been hallucinating out of fear or really seen something. “Son, go around the cabin and make sure the windows are closed, and grab the rifle in the back closet.”
“Now?”
“Yeah, not tomorrow son.”
Andy looked back at Dani who sat next to him and placed his warm hand over hers on the cool counter top.
“Are you sure it was him?” He looked a bit suspicious. “Did he just vanish after the truck passed by?”
She swallowed some more of the coffee before putting it down on the counter, her hand twitching beneath his. She sucked in her lower lip between her teeth and nibbled it gently, trying to remember if she really truly saw him, or if she was too eager to make sure he was
not
here and made him appear in the glass in front of the store display of expensive jewelry.
He knew that expression of hers very well. Either she was thinking hard, or she wanted sex. Of course it was the first alternative and gave himself a mental slap for thinking of sex during a conversation of this matter.
'God, what was wrong with him? They just had some very naughty, very great sex, a few minutes ago, before his parents had stormed into the house and made them wrap up the steamy afterglow and cuddle real fast. He'd give her some cuddling later. Maybe it would lead to some more of what she had given him today already. No stop! Think of something else... not her hard nipples, not that lip between her teeth, not her soft skin of her hand touching his, not the way she had sounded in the bedroom... God, okay...grandma, grandma, grandma, grandma in a thong.'
Yep, he was back. With a pat on her hand and a kiss on her cheek he downed his coffee and almost slammed the empty cup down on the counter before he jumped of the bar stool and went to check the doors and windows of the cabin. Even though he hoped he didn't have to use it, he wanted to find his dad's rifle and make sure it was loaded in case a special intruder wanted to pay a visit during nightfall.
The rest of the afternoon went by surprisingly quick and although the cabin didn't have a television they all enjoyed watching a movie on Jo's laptop she brought from home. Vernon started to prepare for dinner with the groceries they bought in town that morning. The cabin smelled of warmth, family, and safety.
Dusk settled around the walls of the woodsy cabin during dinner time, and although they were all caught up in jokes and laughter around the table, Andy couldn't stop noticing Danielle's eyes darting from window to window checking for things. Maybe shadows or maybe Brian himself.
'
Who knows, maybe he was in town this morning, and maybe she did seen him?'
Their eyes met in the low glow of the lighted candles on the table and the dim lights overhead. With a smile she winked at him and looked back down at her plate to finish up the last of her steak and potatoes.
Vernon's dinner was a success, and they all praised him for using real butter in the frying pan instead of oil in a spray bottle. Not a steak in the world would like to be fried in any of that. Butter and steak went as well together as chicken and waffles. Or peanut butter and jam. Or Andy and Danielle. Filling up their glasses of wine to the brim, they leaned back in their chairs and smiled with satisfactory at the empty plates and dishes of the table. That was the exact moment the house went black.
All noise around the table ended immediately. With no preamble Vernon spoke darkly.
“Get the rifle Andy.”
Chapter 19
A chill went up Danielle's spine and spread like cold fire through every part of her body. Cold beads of sweat appeared up her back and between her breasts. Was she having another panic attack or was this just her reaction to the fear Brian created every time she though he was close?
Jo was sitting next to Danielle during dinner but now she took her hand and led her into the dark living room. With only the moon lighting up their surroundings the walls were creeping in on them, strangling a hope to run away. But the cabin wasn't big by any means, and easy to maneuver through the darkness.
Speaking with a low voice Jo told Danielle the safest bet was to crouch down low behind the back of the couch, making themselves completely invisible from the two main windows which gave a great view of nature during day time. At night there was nothing but dark forest.
Vernon once more checked the two doors making sure they were still locked, and walked down the short hallway to make sure Andy had the rifle ready and loaded if this potential electrical malfunction of lights was something beyond a technical error.