Sparks & Cabin Fever

by Susan K. Droney

  He listened intently. “You're a professional photographer? That's fantastic.”

  “Thank you. I opened a small studio, and even though I'm by no means well off, it pays the bills and affords me a few luxuries. Most importantly, I love what I do.” She smiled. “What about you?”

  “I was born and raised in New York City. I was fortunate to accumulate some money so I bought twenty acres and built my cabin.”

  “And?”

  He shrugged. “I spend my days doing whatever I feel like.”

  “It must have been quite an inheritance.”

  “Who said it was an inheritance? I worked for every dime I have and through wise and prudent investments I have enough to last me the rest of my life. Of course I don't live extravagantly, but I'm happy and that's all that counts.”

  “What about a social life?”

  “I'm not much of a socializer.”

  She cocked an eye. “Come on, who is the real Lucas Williams? What did you do to make so much money at such a young age to ensure you that you'll never have to work again?”

  He grinned. “You don't recognize me?”

  “Should I?”

  “I suppose not, unless you've seen the magazine and television ads I've done for men's underwear.”

  “Oh, my God! I knew there was something familiar about you.” Her heart thudded at the memory of those television ads, with his bulging muscles and the way he filled those underwear. She was certain his body caused many women to fantasize about him. “So, I suppose you've rented this cabin for a couple of weeks to get away from the city?”

  “No, I really do own this cabin and land.”

  “Why western New York?”

  “Why not? It's the opposite of New York City. And believe me, after living there, this is heaven.”

  “Even now with this blizzard?”

  “Even now. I have everything I could possibly need right here.” He smiled. “Sometimes it's nice to get away from the craziness for a while and spend time alone with yourself. You'd be surprised what you can learn about yourself if you take the time to figure out what makes you tick.”

  The lights flickered, then went out.

  “Don't worry,” Lucas said, grabbing a flashlight from his back pocket. “I'm always prepared,” he stated, before disappearing and then reappearing seconds later with an array of candles and matches. He lit the candles and set them around the room, placing a large one in the center of the coffee table.

  “How long do you think the power will be out?”

  “It's hard to say. Could be hours or days. From the looks of this storm, though, I'd guess days.”

  He was even more gorgeous in the flickering candlelight. It took all of her willpower not to leap over the table and throw herself at him. Her heart beat erratically as she imagined his hands gliding over her naked flesh and teasing her nipples until she thought she would explode.

  “Are you okay?”

  She felt the wetness between her legs. Her face reddened. “I'm…I'm fine.” She hoped he couldn't see her flushed face in the flickering candlelight. From the expression on his face she knew he had. She picked up her spoon with a trembling hand and continued eating.

  “Are you warm enough?”

  “Yes,” she truthfully answered, even though she didn't tell him that the intense heat that was engulfing her was not from the romantic fire crackling in the fireplace. She buttered a piece of bread and took a generous bite. “Don't tell me you baked this bread from scratch, too.”

  He laughed. “Yes, I did. Okay, my secret's out. I love to cook and bake.” His eyes sparkled. “I'm hoping to open a small restaurant…a family type place.”

  “If all of your meals taste as delicious as this one, then you should be quite successful.”

  “Thank you. Whenever you're down this way again you'll have an open invitation for dinner on the house.”

  They finished their meal in silence. Every so often Kayla stole glances at him. She wanted him, and one way or another she intended to have him.

  “Let me help clear the table.” She picked up the bowls.

  “Be careful. Let me get you a candle.”

  Before he'd finished the sentence, she tripped and fell and the dishes crashed to the floor.

  He was quickly at her side.

  “I'm sorry,” she whispered.

  “No problem.” He gently helped her to her feet. “Are you all right?”

  “I think the only thing injured is my pride.”

  Lucas picked her up in his strong arms and gently laid her on the couch. His hands moved to her ankles where he lightly touched them. “Nothing appears to be broken.”

  She closed her eyes as he continued running his fingers softly over her, checking for broken bones. She wished he'd never stop. She was aroused and let her fantasies take over her conscious mind. She didn't realize she was moaning until she heard him call her name.

  “Kayla, what hurts? How can I help?”

  She couldn't tell him that only one thing would cure the intense pain between her legs. She was soaked. She wanted him…no, she needed him. She reached up, pulling him closer, clutching at his back. If he wasn't going to make a move, then she would.

  “Let me help you sit up. Can I get you anything?”

  She felt his warm breath on her cheek. He was so close….but maybe he wasn't attracted to her, or maybe he was involved with someone. There was only one way to find out.

  “Lucas, do you find me attractive?” Her heart thudded.

  He hesitated.

  “I'm sorry; I shouldn't have asked you that.” Humiliated, she turned her face away from him. “I'm tired. I'll sleep here…I don't want to take your bed from you.”

  He sat down on the edge of the sofa. “Kayla, you didn't give me a chance to answer your question. You are a beautiful woman and I am extremely attracted to you. Do you have any idea how difficult it is for me to keep my hands off you?”

  She heard the frustration in his voice, but kept silent.

  “I would never take advantage of any woman no matter how much I desired her.” His eyes met hers.

  Kayla listened intently. “Tell me what you were thinking as you undressed me,” she whispered. “What was really going through your mind?”

  “I told you before that I was trying to prevent you from catching pneumonia. Like I said, I like my women conscious. And I want them to desire me as much as I do them.”

  “Ok, I get that.” She lifted an eyebrow. “If you weren't so honorable, what would you have done? What fantasies went through your mind?”

  Lucas pulled on his chin.

  “Come on. I want to know every little detail.”

  He sucked in his breath. “Remember, you asked for it.”

  Kayla nodded. “I know.”

  “Ok, then.” He paused. “My fantasies went wild. I pictured stripping off my clothes and climbing into bed next to you. Your luscious naked body is breathtaking and I'm transfixed by your perfectly rounded breasts. As I run my fingertips over your nipples, they harden, begging my mouth to take them. One at a time, I slowly bring them to my mouth, savoring the taste of them.”

  Kayla grew even hotter as she listened to him. “Tell me more,” she said huskily. The soft light from the crackling fireplace and the candles Lucas had set out cast a romantic radiance around the room. She was mesmerized by Lucas' words and wanted him more than ever.

  His jaw twitched. “I'm consumed by your beauty. I need to taste every inch of you. Reluctantly, I remove your breast from my mouth. Then ever so slowly, I begin to run the tip of my tongue over your exposed flesh, relishing in the taste and scent of you.” He swallowed hard. “When I reach the treasure between your legs, I crave to slip my tongue inside. I want you to awaken first. I need you to look into my eyes with the same intense desire I'm feeling. I shift my body back up next to yours and watch your face, waiting for you to awaken. But my hands still caress your beautiful flesh. Finally, you slowly open your eyes while I'm tra
iling my fingers up and down your inner thighs. Your eyes are smoldering with lust. You reach out and draw my face close and kiss me deeply. As the kiss deepens, you arch your back. You tremble and beg me to take you. I'm rock hard and a bolt sears through me when I feel your hands on my cock.” He gazed into the crackling fire. “The heat between us is a burning inferno. I roll over on top of you and you spread your legs wide and guide my cock inside of you.”

  “Still, even in your fantasies you were a perfect gentlemen,” Kayla said. “You waited for me to awaken.” She brushed the hair from her damp brow. She desperately wanted him. Now.

  He frowned. “I'd never take advantage of a woman no matter how crazy with desire she made me. I'd especially never take advantage of an unconscious woman.”

  “What about a conscious woman? A conscious woman who wants you?”

  He lifted an eyebrow. “Now, that's a different story.”

  She looked into his eyes. “I want to fuck you. Are you turned off by my bluntness?”

  “No, just a little surprised. I'm not bragging, but I've had women from all walks of life throw themselves at me. The sad truth is, though, they never wanted me the man, all they cared about was being with the underwear man.”

  “I'm not them. I was attracted to you before I even knew who you were.”

  He breathed a sigh of relief. “So where does this leave us?”

  She propped her head on a hand. “Wherever you want it to.”

  Without hesitating, he scooped her into his arms and carried her to his darkened bedroom. He laid her on the bed and kissed her deeply as his expert hands slowly removed her clothing. He broke the kiss only long enough to remove his own clothing. “I wish I could see your beautiful body, but since I can't I'll have to feel it and imagine what it looks like naked,” he said huskily.

  “But you've already seen me naked when you undressed me,” Kayla reminded him.

  “Yes, and now I'm remembering every detail.” He ran his fingertips over her breasts. “Ah, so firm and perky,” he whispered as he massaged the hardened nipples. He nuzzled them for a few seconds before taking one at a time into his mouth and suckling them.

  Kayla moaned softly. “I want you, Lucas.”

  “And you'll have me as soon as I bring my fantasies to life.” He trailed gentle kisses up and down her trembling body. When he got to her vagina, he paused. With the tip of his tongue he lightly ran it over her outer lips.

  Kayla placed her hands on the back of his head, trying to push his tongue inside of her. “Please, Lucas.”

  “I love the smell of you, Kayla,” he whispered huskily. “I love every inch of you and I want to savor every touch. I want it seared into my memory.” He continued teasing her with his tongue as she squirmed underneath him. His hands reached for her breasts again.

  “Make love to me, Lucas,” Kayla pleaded.

  Lucas pulled himself up and straddled himself over her.

  She pulled him down on top of her and eagerly sought his firm lips, hungrily searching for his tongue. As his naked body lowered onto her, Kayla wrapped her legs around him. His hardness pressed against her and she shivered in anticipation. He nibbled on an earlobe and she dug her fingernails into his back, pressing her body tightly against him. His arms wrapped tightly around her and caressed her ass, moving down, a finger teasingly close to her pussy before slipping inside of her.

  Kayla rode his finger like it was a cock. She was on the edge of coming when he abruptly pulled his finger out of her dripping cunt.

  “Slow down, baby, the best is yet to come,” he whispered as he coaxed her onto her knees. She moaned when he cupped her breasts in his large, warm hands.

  “Tell me what you want,” he said close to her ear, rubbing the tip of his cock in the crack of her ass.

  “Fuck me,” she hoarsely replied.

  He caressed her baby-soft, shaved pussy with his hands as he continued to tease her ass with his cock. She pressed her ass tightly against him until he finally spread her lips apart, her juices wetting his fingers. Then he slipped two inside of her, teasing her clit. Kayla thought she'd explode with desire as she rocked against him.

  “Ah, a bucking bronco,” Lucas said. He slowly entered her from behind.

  Kayla moaned and screamed with desire as he rode her ass with steady even strokes, at the same time working her clit with his fingers.

  “Oh my God,” she screamed as she came. “Don't stop,” she pleaded.

  “Never,” he groaned as he pushed himself deeper inside of her, his strokes becoming quicker and more intense.

  Kayla screamed again as she climaxed for the second time. Lucas' breath quickened as he exploded inside of her. Panting, he nuzzled her back for a minute as his breathing returned to normal. He removed his fingers, but his cock stayed buried inside of her.

  Kayla eased herself down on her stomach.

  “You're quite a woman, Kayla,” he said, then kissed her neck.

  She contentedly sighed.

  He gently pulled out of her and Kayla immediately felt the emptiness and hoped they'd make love again.

  He turned her onto her back and kissed her deeply, then moved his lips to her throbbing breasts sucking one, then the other.

  Kayla's hands moved over his strong back, then to his firm, hard ass. He raised his head, meeting her eyes as their lips met once again.

  He lay next to her holding her in his arms as he ran his fingers through her long brunette hair. “Are you always this hot?”

  “Only with the right man.”

  He laughed softly as he touched her vagina. “I love a shaved pussy.”

  “So do I,” she replied as she spread her legs. “Fuck me again.” She stroked his cock until he was ready.

  He rolled over, grabbing her ankles and spreading her wide open before thrusting his rock hard cock inside of her once again.

  * * * *

  Later they lay exhausted, wrapped in one another's arms.

  Kayla snuggled against him, hoping that this wouldn't be just another one night stand, but not wanting to ask for anything more for fear of losing the magic they'd found together. “That was wonderful.”

  Lucas sighed. “You're one of a kind.”

  “So what are we going to do to pass the time during the blizzard?” she teased, running her hands over his smooth broad chest. “I have a few suggestions.”

  “Are you afraid of cabin fever?”

  “I don't think that's something we'll have to worry about.”

  “I love a woman who is not afraid to go after what she wants.”

  “In this case I got much more than I expected,” she said stroking him.

  “Now comes the tough part,” he said looking into her wide brown eyes. “What are your expectations of me now that we've been intimate?”

  “Now that we've fucked, all I expect is to remain your fuck buddy until the blizzard passes. I'm not putting any pressure on you to make me your exclusive woman. Don't worry, I won't stalk you.”

  “What if I stalk you?” he said with a wide grin. “Maybe I want to be more than just your fuck buddy. Maybe I'd like to see where this leads.”

  “In that case, I accept.” She rolled on top of him, teasing his cock with her pussy. “Now I'm going to take the lead. I have my fantasies, too. Except I never saw you naked and have nothing to guide me but my hands to know what your body looks like.”

  “I think I'm going to like this.”

  “You will,” Kayla promised as she ran her hands over his muscular shoulders before moving to his broad chest. With the tip of her tongue she made little circles on his nipples. She enjoyed the moans and groans emitting from him. She took her time moving down his body as she trailed her tongue over his masculine body. When she reached his penis she teased the tip with her tongue then moved to his balls. His sharp intake of air pleased her. She licked his balls while running her hands over his tight stomach. His fingers became entangled in her hair as he tried to move her head to his cock. Kayla smiled.
She loved knowing it was up to her when she'd allow him his release.

  But she needed release just as much as he did. Her pussy ached for him. She moved back up his body and positioned herself so that she was in a sitting position. She raised herself slightly and slowly guided his cock inside of her, relishing as inch by inch it filled her.

  Lucas placed his hands on her hips and raised her up and down. As their passion intensified, he quickened the pace. She grabbed his shoulders and screamed his name as she came. Seconds later, she felt his eruption.

  Kayla breathed heavily and leaned forward for a deep kiss. Lucas' arms went around her. “I think I could definitely get used to this.”

  “Good,” he replied. “Because I have no intention of stopping.”

  “I don't want you to,” she responded slyly as she sought his lips again.

  About the Author

  When Susan isn't writing, she enjoys spending time in her garden, or with family and friends. She has many novels, short stories, and magazine articles to her credit. Raised in western New York, she now resides in New Jersey. For information about Susan's current and upcoming titles, please visit http://www.susandroney.com or

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