Erotica

Chapter 4: Feral Fields

Chapter 4: Feral Fields

“What's the matter with him?” she queried when he was a few yards away, though she suspected that Ethan simply wasn't happy to see somebody's hands on his little sister.

“You still don't know, do you?” Michael's eyes met hers, his fiery gaze searching for the answer.

“Don't know what?” Julia replied. But as she spoke, Michael's hand reached the top of her thigh and he hovered there. Julia wasn't sure what possessed her in that moment, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she spread her thighs slightly—just enough to let Michael know that she didn't want him to stop. She'd never been so bold in her life, encouraging a near-stranger like this in the middle of an empty field. But she'd spent nearly every minute since she'd arrived home on fire, frustratingly aroused, and her body wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to take the edge off. She couldn't help it.

Michael remained still, and she parted her legs a little more, encouraging his hands to move where she wanted them. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips in response to her enthusiasm.

“He wants you,” he answered her easily. “He's wanted you for as long as I've known him.”

Julia shook her head, certain he had no idea what he was talking about. But before she could reply, Michael's hand started to move once again, sliding the hem of her dress higher to her hips. He groaned loudly. No doubt, he had expected to find more layers of fabric there but instead his movement had exposed her smooth, naked p***y. His eyes met hers one more time, giving her one last chance to object. But it was Julia's turn to smile, letting him know this was precisely what she wanted. He didn't hesitate then, thrusting two fingers deep inside her wet slit. The way his eyes remained locked on hers made the experience even more arousing. Julia realized quickly that Michael wasn't some clumsy, inexperienced college kid—he knew exactly what he was doing.

She moaned as his fingers slid in and out of her, slowly at first and then increasing his pace as she moaned louder. Her body writhed in pleasure and she could feel her orgasm building deep inside her. Michael's eyes turned to watch as he fingered her p***y and Julia's gaze followed, enthralled by the erotic scene.

Suddenly, a figure in the darkness caught her attention. She hadn't heard a sound as he'd approached, but Ethan was there, standing above her. It was too late. She was too far gone, her orgasm just seconds away; her body refused to stop. Her eyes met Ethan's and the desire, so blatantly evident in his eyes, sent her over the edge. Her back arched and she moaned loudly, as her p***y began to spasm around Michael's fingers.

Michael withdrew, noticing for the first time that they weren't alone. And before the aftershocks of her orgasm could subside, a blush crept across Julia's cheeks. She was on her knees, moving to stand in a hurry and stumbling for something intelligent to stay to explain away what Ethan had just seen. Before she was on her feet, he caught her beneath her arms, pulling her up almost gently. She expected him to be angry, ranting about the inappropriateness of her wanton behavior. But he didn't say a word. He looked at her for what felt like an eternity as she waited for the verbal onslaught.

His mouth came down on hers as he pulled her hard against the long length of his body. His tongue plied against her lips, coercing them to part for him, and she opened, too overwhelmed to resist even if she had wanted to. Her tongue darted out to meet his and he groaned. She wrapped her arms around him, her fingers entwining in the hair at the back of his neck, but he pulled away abruptly.

“You're not a teenager, Julia. God, you didn't look like a teenager when you were one. And now...” he whispered harshly. She didn't know how to respond. This was the man she'd fantasized about for so long, but never did she think he had any interest in her.

“When I saw you there, standing in front of your window. I could see your hands...your fingers moving...”

Her blush deepened, remembering back to the previous night, but the thought of him watching her, like he had just a moment before, sent arousal coursing through her veins anew.

Fingers brushed against the back of her thigh, her dress sliding out of the way once again. Michael's fingers began to slide along her wet slit, teasing her lips. And then he was still, hovering at her entrance. Julia's body moved of its own volition, trying to force his fingers to do more.

Ethan's expression changed then. He no longer looked conflicted; he'd given up fighting against what he'd apparently wanted for so long. His eyes held hers as his hands moved slowly down her body, stopping at her hips. She waited for his exploration to continue, but he remained there. A devilish smile tugged at the corners of his lips as she realized what he was doing. Michael's fingers stopped teasing, sliding deep inside her once again but Ethan's hold on her kept her still, preventing her body from moving in response.

“You look incredible,” Ethan whispered to her just seconds before his mouth came down on hers once again.

She whimpered, kissing him with a wild fervor she didn't know she possessed. Moaning loudly, her nails dug into the backs of his shoulders as Michael fingered her faster. It took no time at all; just seconds later her orgasm rocked her body and she screamed, the sounds muffled by Ethan's mouth. Michael withdrew from her p***y, but his hands weren't gone for long, running up and down the front of her thighs, over her waist, her ribs, to squeeze her t**s through her dress.

Ethan's hands had released her hips and they moved around Julia's body, finding the zipper at the top of her back and pulling it down. He moved so slowly that she could hear the individual teeth of the zipper as he unzipped her dress, and her anticipation grew tenfold with every inch. Just a little bit longer and the zipper would no longer hold her dress in place. It would fall to the ground, exposing every bit of her naked body. He'd reached the small of her back and he met her gaze once more, this time his eyes were searching for something. She nodded, knowing that he was seeking her approval, making sure once last time this was what she wanted. He lowered the last inch of the zipper and let go, his eyes glued to her body as the dress slid down her curves to pool at her feet.

Something inside Julia snapped; some restraint that had somehow held her back all this time. She knew exactly what she wanted and she knew she could have it right now. She reached for the hem of Ethan's shirt and pulled it off over his head swiftly, and then her fingers were at the waist of his jeans, fumbling with the button and zipper as quickly as she could. Pulling them down his legs, his c**k sprung free and she remembered back to her thought the previous evening; now she knew for sure that he must have been chiseled to perfection.

“Lay down, Ethan,” she told him in a sultry voice she'd never heard, and he complied easily.

She was on her hands and knees seconds later, her lips poised against his massive c**k. She took him in eagerly, sliding up and down slowly, trying to force as much of him in her mouth as she could. She could hear Michael's clothes hit the ground and she turned her head to see the muscled body of the sexy, young cowboy and she moaned appreciatively. He moved behind her and she could feel his fingers spreading her lips, sliding along her wet slit. But in the next second, his fingers were gone, and instead he pressed his hard d**k against her entrance.

“I want to f**k you, Julia,” Michael whispered.

She bobbed up and down on Ethan's c**k, waiting to feel Michael fill her p***y, but he remained there, driving her wild with anticipation. She writhed, but he moved with her, refusing to give into what she wanted just yet. Suddenly, she forced her body back against him, and as the head of his c**k slid inside her p***y, he couldn't hold out any longer and he thrust forward, filling her up. She sucked Ethan's d**k faster as Michael slid in and out of her p***y slowly.

Moments later, Ethan pulled out of her mouth, watching as he shot his load all over her lips. She moaned, visualizing the erotic scene she was involved in, and Michael increased his pace, f*****g her harder, faster, making her moan louder with every thrust. Ethan slipped out from beneath her, moving to her side for a better view. His fingers moved to her clit, rubbing fast. She thrust her hips back against Michael, forcing his d**k deeper inside her and yet another orgasm rocked through her body. Her spasms sent him over the edge; he withdrew from her p***y just as his c**k began to erupt, covering her in his c*m.

She wasn't left to recover for long as Ethan laid back down on the ground, pulling her with him to straddle his already-rock hard c**k. She suffered a moment's hesitation at the sheer size of him but this was Ethan. She'd wanted this for so long. There was absolutely nothing that was going to get in her way now. She lowered herself onto him, feeling his c**k stretch her to her limits as she slid down. But, she took in to the hilt, moaning loud in response to the incredible sensation of being so full. Michael reached for her t**s, cupping them in her hands while his fingers squeezed her n*****s. At the same time, Ethan grasped her hips, helping to guide her pace as she rode.

Michael moved a hand to her clit, rubbing her as she bounced up and down on Ethan's c**k. She steadied herself with one hand against Ethan's chest and grasped Michael's d**k with the other, sliding along his shaft to make him hard once again. As she f****d Ethan faster and faster, her pace on Michael's c**k increased until all three of them were moaning loudly. Julia's orgasm drew near, and she could tell the two men were close as well. Her pace became frantic, her t**s bouncing wildly as she reached the end first, screaming as she started to c*m. Michael was next, moving to shoot his load on her t**s. Ethan pulled Julia against him a moment later, his mouth covering hers as he thrust hard one last time, cumming deep in her p***y.

She remained there for a moment, trying to catch her breath while taking in the incredible turn of events. It was still so new; still hard for her to believe that Ethan had wanted her all this time. She rolled next to him, leaning her head against his chest as she drifted off to sleep right there in the middle of the field. Her eyes fluttered open sometime later as Ethan shook her gently.

“What do you say we get dressed and we'll take this back to my place?” he suggested. She looked back and forth between Ethan and Michael, both men wearing the same devilish grin.

“I've waited to have you for so long, Jules. There's no way I'm done with you yet,” he continued huskily. And to her surprise, Julia's arousal level grew exponentially in seconds, despite the hours of naughty s*x that had taken place already. She couldn't wait to find out what else the night had in store.

THE END

Billionaire Romance

Swept Off Her Feet

Kathleen Hope

Table of Contents

Chapter 1: Discovering Temptation

Chapter 2: Into the Fire

Chapter 3: Parting Ways

Chapter 4: Foiled Passion

Chapter 5: Reigniting Desire

Chapter 6: Delving Deeper

Chapter 7: Thwarted Hunger

Chapter 8: Close Calls

Chapter 9: Flying High

Chapter 10: Passion Overflowing

Chapter 11: Deadly Secrets

Chapter 12: Where Angels Fear to Tread

Chapter 13: In Satan's Grasp

Chapter 14: The Devil's Advocate

Chapter 15: Touching Heaven