The sudden slam of a car door awoke her in an instant. Several more sounds attested to other doors being opened and then slammed shut. Immediately her mind cleared and she stared into the dark cottage to see what was happening. There wasn't supposed to be anyone else here this weekend, her brother had stated. She was to have the entire place to herself and her stack of books. Only listening to the sounds from the waterfall and the birds singing, while drowning herself in her most beloved books of erotica.
Suddenly she heard someone whistle a melody outside. There seemed to be only one intruder, and this person was coming closer. Who could it be? Who else would know she was here? Or perhaps there was someone who intended to rob her -- or worse? She shivered under the warm sheets. Someone who knew a lonely woman wouldn't put up much of a fight? Especially not a woman as small as she was.
She had been forced to tolerate a lot of teasing about her small stature from her older brother and his friends, but never before had she wanted so badly to be taller and stronger. She moved silently and reached for her panties, pulling them on before draping a sweater and jeans over her naked body.
Now she only needed a weapon. She glanced around in the dark room. She could barely make out any of the furniture. Think, god damnit, she thought. She could hear the whistling coming closer. A small dump was heard just outside the cottage, before the footsteps retreated to the car again. By the sound of it, whoever it was, the unknown person was unloading some gear outside. The tools of a thief, most likely.
Still, that told her the intruder was trying to gain access through the front door and that helped her concentrating on where to put on an attack. She moved slowly and quietly between the furniture and headed for the umbrella rail. Grabbing the largest umbrella she prepared herself to buy some time to find a more useful weapon. She would have preferred a gun or a sword, or even the heavy rolling pin, but since the first two were unavailable and the last one would make a lot of noise to locate, this would have to do.
Now she heard the whistling coming closer and she prepared herself as she saw the doorknob move. A key was inserted and before she managed to think more about it, the door slammed open and she reacted on instinct as she slammed the umbrella down over the hand belonging to the intruder. A loud scream was heard and she welcomed the sound as she continued hacking away at every dark part of the intruder she could reach as she screamed like a banshee.
"Ouch," she heard him utter as she hit his chest. The dark voice could only belong to a man and she lifted her weapon to hit him some more before he decided to play out any of the scenarios in her head. The panic made her gather more strength than she had ever thought she had in her.
All too soon she was tackled and thrown to the floor. Her attacker slammed down on top of her, making her lose her breath by the weight of his heavy body. She was momentarily stunned and as she inhaled sharply and started to resist again, he reached for the weapon she had dropped in the impact and threw it away.
Oh my god, she thought in panic as she felt the weapon being thrown out of her reach. Tightening her fist she punched him in the shoulder as she screamed at him.
"Get off of me, you maniac."
"For god's sake, stay still," her attacker said harshly as he gathered her fists and held them down on the floor.
"Let go of me!" she hissed at him, trying her best to hide her fear by anger. She struggled against his hold but he held her so arms tight she couldn't move them at all. She started wriggling, trying to move him away from her.
"Not before you behave," he drawled and she fumed as she heard a hint of humour in his voice. The cad. If he dared laugh at her before raping her she was definitely going to kill him at first chance. No matter how many prison years she would get in return. He deserved it. He chuckled as a response to her thoughts and she tried to kick him instead. Immediately he moved and laid his body over her, stopping her struggles so easily with his own weight.
Dimly she was aware of his large size combined with the small amount of strength that he needed to hold her tightly in his hold. This wasn't going to be easy, she thought. She would have to use her brain instead if she was ever going to get out of this unharmed. She let her muscles relax completely, trying to make him believe she had given up.
"Ah finally. Now, I can finally get some answers for such a lousy welcome. Who are you?"
"I might ask you the same question," she snarled at him.
"Ah, now you're having secrets for me?" he said teasingly. She would bet the darkness hid his smirking smile as well. "That won't last long," he declared as he collected both her hands in one of his own before roaming his other hand down her sides, methodically searching her for weapons by the feeling of it. Still she gasped loudly as he touched her hips while searching in her pants pockets.
"You're a woman, by the sound of it," he said as if he was gaining evidence against her. "But, we can never be too sure," he murmured before moving his hand around her breasts and groping her. She gasped at the unexpected pleasure that mixed with her fear and she started to struggle in earnest, trying to throw him away from her body. He answered by flattening her even more, and she almost jumped as she heard his voice close to her ear.
"Now, how about telling me your name this time -- or will I be forced to undress you to discover your identity?"
She gasped at his suggestions and was even more shocked as she felt him rub his abdomen against her. She could even feel the outline of his hardened cock and she shivered at the feeling of what was to come.
"I own this place," she snarled at him.
"No, you don't. This is Cade's place."
"Well, that's almost the same as I'm his sister." He froze suddenly.
"His sister?" he said weakly. "Then you're...Ann? Ann Mason?"
"Of course I am. And who are you?" She gave him a push and this time he went willingly. As he stood up and hit the light switch she finally had a chance to see who the intruder was. "Jared Anderson," she gasped as she finally recognised him.
He was a friend of her brother. Could this situation get any worse, she wondered as she blushed by the thought of her having had a major crush on this particular man when she was only a teenager. Now she was older and wiser -- she hoped. He had never noticed her. And why should he? With his tall and solid frame filled with muscles and topped with a very masculine face he had always been popular with women. This masculine perfection had never given her a second glance and she had cried her bitter tears and vowed to forget all about him. Until now as he stood staring suspiciously at her.
"What are you doing here? Following me around?" Jared asked suddenly.
"What? If anyone is following anybody it's the other way around. I was here first, you idiot." She was not going to let some decade-old crush make her treat him with kid gloves. No way. He would soon learn that she had grown up to become an independent woman that didn't live on the attention of spoiled gigolos. "Cade lent me the cottage for the week. He said it would be empty at this part of the year."
"How strange since he told me the exact same thing," Jared said coldly, before pausing. "Damn that Cade," he then burst out.
"What? Don't tell me you think he did it on purpose?"
"Of course he did. Have you ever experienced Cade forgetting anything at all?"
"That's the lamest excuse I've ever heard," she told him truthfully. "Of course he forgot. But that's easily rectified. You just get in your car and come back another week -- when it's vacant."
"No way. I'm here for the entire week. End of story. And if you have a problem with that I suggest you take off," he glared at her. "What are you doing here anyway?" he wondered before looking around him in the one-room cottage. Noticing her large stacks of books he walked over and picked up one of them before she could stop him. "
Endless pleasures. A book of erotic romance
," he read aloud. Before looking questionable at her. "You've brought a large amount of reading material."
"Give me that," she snarled as she flung herself after the book. He held it higher, twisting his body to prevent her from having it. Then opened the book at a random page and began reading.
"He opened her blouse and brushed his hand over her tightened nipples, making her groan with the pleasure pouring through her and collecting in her groin. Her panties were moistening as he bent down and sucked her nipple into his warm mouth." He laughed out loud and she hit him hard in the stomach. "Ouch," he groaned out.
"Give me that, or else...," she snarled at him.
"Some light summer reading?" he smiled at her and handed her the book as he winked at her. She felt her cheeks blush at the fact that he now knew about her hobby. "Judging by the stack you're spending your holiday reading, is that it?"
