She chuckled at him. “Don’t you go disrespecting me and Tom and who are you calling old? I’ll have you know there’s plenty of life left in the pair of us yet. Now get over here and help unload your luggage then we can get going and go spend some time with your wee bonnie lass and lad.”
They spent some time unloading their luggage from the car and Eric carried the bags inside. Everything that was packed for the twins stayed in the 4WD to go with them to Maggie and Tom’s place. They hugged and kissed their son and daughter before he strapped them back into their car seats and there was another round of hugs and kisses for Maggie and Beverly while Eric settled for shaking Tom’s hand.
Natasha suddenly appeared nervous at leaving the twins with someone else and launched into a lengthy list of instructions for them and Eric could do nothing more than watch her and try hard not to grin at her. He put his arms around her from behind and pulled her back against him. “They’ll be fine baby. Stop worrying.” He whispered in her ear and pressed his lips against her cheek.
She relaxed into his arms and he knew he’d finally managed to reassure her. With her list of instructions over, Maggie, Tom and Beverly climbed back into the 4WD and with huge grins on the twins faces which only proved that he was right, they were going to be fine, they drove off leaving him and Natasha alone.
They watched the car until it had disappeared from view and Eric tightened his arms around his wife, trailing kisses up the side of her neck. He heard her breathing hitch and she trembled at his touch. “Oh yeah Rothman, you’ve still got it.” That overly cocky, macho voice in his head boasted.
Natasha was still staring in the direction that had taken her babies from her. “They’ll be fine baby. Maggie or Beverly will call if they have any problems and they’re only next door after all. Come on sweetheart, let’s enjoy this time alone. It’s ok to have fun without the twins. Now you’ve weaned them they aren’t so dependent on you, so it’s easier to have others take care of them. Don’t allow yourself to feel guilty for that. Look how they were? They know Beverly well and you saw how they were with Maggie. They’ll have some fun with those three playing with them. I bet they won’t miss us at all and we can go and see them tomorrow if you want to anyway, ok?” He turned her in his arms until she faced him and he could lift her chin with his finger to see her expression.
She smiled at him, although he could still see the worry in her gorgeous eyes. “I know Eric. I’m just been a clingy Mother I guess. It’s paid off to have them meet so many different people in their short lives so they are comfortable being looked after by others but I’m just a worrier.”
Eric grinned at her. “No baby, you’re a Mother and a damned good one. We can go and see them anytime you like, but try and have some fun with just us, ok?” He nuzzled into the side of her neck again and he heard her sigh as she relaxed against him.
“So what are we going to do with ourselves for the rest of the day Mr CEO? Not that there’s exactly a lot of today left.” She glanced at her watch. Eric looked down too and saw it was 3pm. With it being winter they only had another couple of hours of daylight left.
Already there was that chill in the air and he knew he’d have to get the fire lit first so they didn’t freeze. “I think lighting the fire should be my first priority. It’s cooling down now and it’ll be cold in a few more hours.” Reluctantly he released her so he could go and take care of that first.
“I’ll unpack then.” Natasha said and headed inside the house.
While she was busy inside, Eric headed to the woodshed to bring over more firewood and kindling so he could start the fire. He got it burning and since his wife was still busy upstairs, he decided to work some of the kinks out of his body and split more firewood. There was a huge pile of wood in the shed that Tom must have organised but obviously hadn’t had the time to split or stack.
Eric didn’t mind splitting wood. It was good physical labour which he enjoyed, it gave him a chance to take out any aggressions on the wood and he had time to think about things as he split it. Once he got into the swing of it, he started to get too hot in his jacket and removed it so he was just in his jeans and t-shirt.
He’d been splitting for a while when he suddenly felt that he wasn’t alone and he looked up catching his wife watching him. She blushed which always amused him. He couldn’t understand why she still got embarrassed around him at times with all they’d shared and with such a healthy sex life. Well, they’d had a few weeks of nothing since Natasha wouldn’t have sex with him while it was that time of the month for her and then Erica had been sick for a couple of weeks and had wanted her mother all the time. They really did need this time away together. He grinned at her before raising the axe above his head and continuing to split the firewood.
Natasha didn’t leave and stayed to watch him. After a while he looked over at her again and saw a trace of that Mona Lisa smile of hers on her face. “What are you smiling about Mrs Rothman? You look like the cat who got the cream.”
She blushed and shook her head. “Nothing, just day dreaming.” She turned away from him, obviously reluctant to meet his eyes.
He stared at her for a moment his curiosity piqued. Something was going on with her to make her blush the way she was and she was doing everything but look at him. He lifted the axe and buried it in a log before walking towards her, his eyes locked on hers when she finally lifted her head and met his gaze.
When he got up close to her, he bent forward to breathe in her scent and he noticed the pulse in her neck was fluttering and her breathing was rapid. He was sure she was aroused and seeing her like this, hearing the hitch in her breathing ignited an answering response in his body and he could feel his cock starting to harden in his jeans.
“So what were you day dreaming about baby?” He asked softly as his eyes moved over her beautiful features.
She blushed again and raised her eyes to him for a moment. “Do you really want to know Eric?” She gave a sudden deep sigh. “Ok, I’ll tell you. I was thinking about how this time with just the two of us might not be so bad after all. I was thinking about how long it’s been since we made love due to my period and Erica being sick and I was thinking about how much I wish you’d just rip your shirt off while you were splitting the firewood so I could watch you and…” She paused for a moment which was just as well because his cock was now standing to painful attention within the confines of his jeans at her words. “I was thinking about how much I just want to tear your clothes off you and fuck you senseless. So does that answer your question?” She arched an eyebrow at him and Eric knew, somehow the tables had been turned and she had it over him right now.
His breathing increased until he was almost panting as he looked down at her and he knew that was the end of splitting firewood for today. The need to bury his rigid cock deep inside his wife’s pussy had become his priority now with just a few husky words from her. Her words, the images in his head of her naked, of their bodies entwined as they made love were all enough to have him feeling as horny as hell.
There wasn’t much he could say in response to what she’d said so he just pulled her into his arms, his lips closing over hers as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. His hands roamed over her body, restless and desperate for her before cupping her ass, curving her body into his until he could press his erection against her.
He finally tore his lips from hers, his breathing ragged, but then so was hers. “Well if you want me, all you have to do is ask. I’m here to serve or is that service you?” He grinned at his cheesy words but staring into her eyes that were clouded with her arousal was doing serious things to his control. “Dammit baby just those few words and I’m so hard it hurts. I want you too, but I’ve been chopping firewood, I should shower first.”
She buried her nose in his neck and he felt her inhale against him as she breathed in his scent. “Don’t have a shower. You smell amazing. Come inside, it’s too cold f
or getting naked out here.”
Her words were music to his ears and with a groan he took her hand and hauled her inside unable to slow his pace even though she almost had to run to keep up. His long strides carried him through the house quickly and he didn’t stop until they were standing by the fire. “Strip for me baby please. You’ve got too many clothes on and I don’t trust myself not to tear anything.” He said, his voice husky with his desire.
He watched as she pulled her green sweater over her head, removed her boots and unbuttoned her jeans before sliding them down her long legs until she stood before him in only her matching plum coloured bra and thong. He had to close his eyes for a moment and dragged some much needed air into his lungs as he fought to get himself under control.
He stepped towards her, his hands cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the delicate lace until they hardened and he could see their erect peaks showing through her bra.
“God baby, you’re so beautiful. I want you so much. I can never get enough of you.” He whispered as he slid his hands down her slim waist until he could cup one hand over her mound through the lace of her thong. He could feel her heat and she had already soaked her panties which dragged a groan from him. “You’re so wet, your panties are soaked baby.” He said pushing the fabric aside and thrusting two fingers into her, feeling her tighten around him.
He began to plunge them in and out of her curling them so he would brush her over her special spot. With his other hand he circled her clit, working his thumb over it until it swelled under his touch. He could feel her starting to shake but he wouldn’t back off, continuing with his sensual assault on her body with both hands. She started to shake more violently, her breath panting between her parted lips and he knew she was close.
“Come on baby, let go for me sweetheart.” He growled in her ear before nipping her lightly on the neck and with one more flick of his thumb over her sensitive little nub, she cried out, a long keening cry. She contracted around his fingers and he felt the rush of her release. When her juices started running down her thighs Eric dropped to his knees, nudging her to part her legs more and he began to lick his way up her thighs, lapping up the evidence of her release until finally thrusting his tongue between her glistening folds and licking her in long steady strokes.
Once he was done, he got to his feet and kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips before pulling her into his arms, one hand curving low on her back to press her into him so she could feel how desperately he needed her.
He released her long enough to pull his t-shirt over his head, kick off his shoes and after a moment struggling with his belt, he ripped it free of his jeans and quickly stripped them off until he stood naked before Natasha.
She curled a hand around his engorged length and he groaned as she slowly worked him in and out of her hand. Fuck but it felt so good and he loved to feel her stroking him but it wasn’t the way he wanted to come. “Don’t baby please. I don’t want to come like this. I want to be inside you. Can you get on the floor for me? Put your arms out in front of you, your knees under you and stick that sweet butt of yours in the air. I want you to spread your legs so I can see you all wet and waiting for me.” He said huskily, watching as she did as he asked.
He wasn’t the only one who was excited because as she complied with his wishes and got into the position he asked her too, he could see a trickle of her juices working its way slowly down the inside of her thigh. Fuck but she was so damned sexy and the sight of her so aroused was almost enough to make him come as he watched her.
With a deep breath, he kneeled behind her, his hands caressing her sweet ass before sliding his hand between her legs and brushing through her wet folds. He didn’t really need to see if her body was ready for him, he could see it and smell the heady scent of her arousal that was driving him half crazy with his need for her.
He ran his hands over the smooth skin of her back and down again, before bending forward so he could trail his lips along her spine. She shivered, wriggling her ass in the air and he groaned at the sight of her so open and ready for him. He moved forward until he could press his cock against her wet entrance, rubbing it back and forth through her folds.
“Eric, fuck me dammit.” She gasped, her tone impatient and a hand came out from under her as she tried to grab a hold of his cock and take him into her. He smiled, despite the lust threatening to consume him. It was such a turn on to know she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
“Patience baby.” He continued to rub between her legs, brushing over her clit and circling her pussy until she groaned with frustration.
“Eric.” He could hear the desperation in her voice.
“Is this what you want baby?” He asked just before he lunged, burying himself in her until he slammed against her cervix and she cried out.
“Yes… yes… fuck me hard.”
“Now how can I ignore a request like that?” He joked but there was no humour in his voice. All of his efforts were going in to keeping some tiny semblance of control.
He started to move, thrusting into her, holding her hips still as he thrust. He tried to keep his movements steady but he’d worked himself up too long while trying to tease Natasha and he knew he was going to blow at any moment.
With a low groan he drove into her, pounding hard, feeling the last of his control slip away as he worked towards his climax. He could hear her gasping and her hands were tangled in the rug by the fire as she held on under his near brutal assault of her body. He tried to slow down but he couldn’t and her sighs and gasps were only fuelling him on anyway.
He felt her tense and she screamed that loudly Eric was glad they were in the country so no one could hear her as she began to climax. It seemed to go on and on for her, every pulse of her release making her tighten around him in waves that nearly made him come too.
She finally sagged, her body spent and he nearly slipped out of her as she seemed almost boneless. He had to hold her hips, keeping her up as he thrust into her, desperate for his own release.
Suddenly Natasha cried out again and he felt her muscles milking hard along the length of his cock. It was more than he could take and with a grunt and her name spilling from his lips, he finally toppled over the edge, reaching his own release, pumping into her over and over, filling her so full of his cum he could feel it’s additional warmth inside her and as he thrust a few more times, his seed started dripping from her again. It was intensely erotic and unbelievably hot to him.
She dropped to the floor and he followed her down, not wanting to lose their intimate connection just yet. They lay like that for a few minutes but Eric knew he had to get off her so he didn’t crush her. Finally, reluctantly he lifted off her and collapsed on his back by her side. Neither spoke for a while as they both struggled to get their breathing under control.
Once they finally started to settle down Natasha rolled onto her side and trailed her fingers over his chest which was wet with sweat. She bent forward licking at the saltiness on his skin and he growled, one eye opening to look over at her. “Please don’t tell me you’re after my body again baby. I need a few minutes to recover ok?” He smiled.
She gave a loud sigh. “Damn Eric, really? Here was I thinking my Mr CEO could rise to any challenge.” She threw herself down alongside of him. “Apparently not. Seems I might need to trade you in on a younger model.”
Eric rolled onto his side, chuckling at her performance. “A younger man would be of no use to you baby. He might have youthful enthusiasm on his side, but he wouldn’t have the stamina of a more experienced man like myself. I can always rise to any challenge of yours but seriously, are you trying to tell me you want my cock inside you again right now?” He buried a couple of fingers inside her and watched as she flinched. She was sore that was obvious. He knew he’d fucked her like a wild animal but she drove him crazy. He couldn’t control himself with her.
; He pulled his hand away again. “I thought not. You’re obviously a bit sore baby and I’m sorry about that but you just rob me of any self control I have.” He dropped a kiss on her lips. “How about we go and have a shower and I’ll make you feel better?”
“Sounds perfect.” She said.
He climbed to his feet staring down at his beautiful wife as she stared up at him, her eyes moving over him and he knew if she didn’t stop looking at him like that he was going to want her again and she wasn’t up to it right now. When her tongue circled her lips, he groaned to himself. “Enjoying yourself?” He asked. She was going to drive him crazy if he didn’t get her up on her feet. He wasn’t sure exactly how that was going to help as she was still naked and Natasha naked drove him wild but it had to be better than looking down at her as she looked up at him with that come and get me invitation burning in her eyes.
Bending down he pulled her up, steadying her as she stumbled slightly and once she was standing on her own two feet by his side he took her hand and led her upstairs so they could go and have their shower.
CHAPTER 30
In the shower Eric took his time washing Natasha inch by gorgeous inch. He loved to do that for her, to cherish her, to pamper her and as she stood, head bowed, tiny moans coming from her, he had to assume that she didn’t mind him bathing her at all.
Once he’d finished washing her Natasha took the soap from him and returned the favour. She lathered up his chest and stomach, sliding her hands over him before gradually working her way lower. She didn’t touch his cock though, instead she walked around to the back of him and soaped up his back and ass. He tensed when one hand slipped between his legs as she brushed over that area that he intended to have stay as unchartered territory before brushing his balls which instantly had him hard. Her lips trailed over his back briefly but then she walked to the front of him again and grinned up at him when she saw his erection. “Hmmm seems like someone’s eager for their shower.” She joked and Eric chuckled.
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