"What do you think?" Ann suddenly heard Jared's voice ask from right above her where she was spread out on her stomach on the sun lounger. A couple of dead birds were hanging right in front of her nose as she tore herself away from her reverie and the spellbinding book she was reading. She screamed in surprise -- she hadn't even heard him approach.
"Get those away from me," she snarled as she turned away from his prey.
"What a city girl," Jared laughed. "Don't you know where the food in the supermarkets comes from, is that it?" He dangled the birds in front of her angry expression and she jumped up from the sun lounger, holding on to her bikini top at the same time.
"Of course I know where the food comes from. That doesn't mean I want to cuddle them under me. Now get those away from me."
"All right. Guess I'll have to pluck them myself then," he laughed at her angry expression.
"If you needed a servant you should have brought one," she snarled at him.
"A bit late for that now, don't you think?" He roamed his eyes all over her body, from top to bottom as she stood before him only clad in her bikini. She felt naked all of a sudden, and she gathered her arms in front of her to shield herself from his intense look. "You want some help with that?" he drawled suddenly as he pointed to her shoulders.
"Help with what?" she glanced down her body but couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.
He laughed out loud as he circled around her. "Wow, now that's amazing sunburn you have there," he laughed as he returned to her front. She glanced at the back of her shoulder and realised her skin was bright red.
"Oh no." She had forgotten her sun lotion. How incredibly stupid of her.
"Now that book must really be something. Would you mind if I borrowed it?" he asked as he reached for the erotic novel she had just been reading.
"Stop," she said in panic. No way if she wanted him to read that particular book. It had way too many ideas about how to spend a good time in an abandoned cottage with a strange man. She threw herself after the book. It wouldn't do for him to realise she had imagined him in the male role in all the delightful sex scenes, her fantasies fuelled by his half-naked body from the night before.
"Hmm, seems interesting," he murmured as he held the book over his head and out of her reach as he read the back cover. "Maybe I should try this. Are your panties wet, by the way?"
"None of your business," she snarled at him.
"Can't be any good then."
"What sort of book would you like?" she tried as if to steer him away from the one he was holding.
He thought for a moment. "Some lesbians would be great."
"Sorry, I don't have any books about lesbians."
"Okay, how about a story where the man is waited upon by several naked slave women, bowing to his every request."
"Sorry, again. I can't remember ever having such a book in my collection."
"What do you like then?"
"Maybe you should read one after all and figure it out for yourself?" she dared him.
"Huh, I think I can guess. You're probably into BDSM. Trouble is, I can't figure out if you're the dominant or the submissive." He seemed to ponder the question as he touched his finger on his lips.
"Guess again, asshole. Although at present the idea of spanking a certain annoying man seems more and more tempting."
"Hm, I can go along with that as long as I'm the one spanking you."
"Hah! Too arrogant to lie at the bottom, is that it?"
"Depends on what you're offering. I can easily tolerate a woman riding my cock for mutual pleasure." Ann gasped as she saw his words visualised so clearly it shook her core. "But at present I think it's much more important to treat that sunburn of yours. Come here," he ordered as he grabbed her hand and pulled her into the cabin.
"I can manage quite well on my own, thank you," she glared at him.
"Don't be foolish." He pushed her down on her bed while he rummaged through his bags. "Did you bring any lotion with you?"
"Yes."
"Find it then."
Stunned and unable to reply she looked through her bags and located the lotion. She handed it to him and he read the label at the back of the bottle.
"Seems good enough. Lay down on your stomach!" She just stared at him. "Now," he ordered as he gave her a wink. Her fogged mind was wondering what that was for, but deciding to accept his offering she reluctantly laid down. "This doesn't look too good," he commented as he sat down beside her on the bed and poured a large amount of cold lotion on her backside. She protested sharply at the shock.
"It's cold."
"Suits you right. How come you managed to get this red? Did you fall asleep in that book of yours or did you forget the sun block?" He slightly massaged the lotion all over her backside, before moving down her legs, pouring another cold load in her left thigh. She shivered in response but couldn't be sure whether it was the lotion or Jared's closeness that made her shiver.
As he massaged her foot soles, she let herself relax and enjoy his ministrations, dowsing a little as he roamed his hand slowly all over her skin. It felt so good to be touched that she wanted him to continue for hours and hours. Barely aware of him moving upwards again, she felt him loosening her bikini top and massaging her backside.
Roaming his hands up to her shoulders and pouring some more lotion or her burning skin, she barely registered as he climbed into her bed and straddled her buttocks, resting most of his weight on his legs. Massaging her neck and shoulders he bent down and blew cold air on her warm skin. She sighed as her burns welcomed the respite.
"What is your favourite position?" he suddenly murmured into her ear.
"I have several," she said dreamily. Not wanting to escape the pain free existence he was showering her with.
"Name one, and try to shock me."
"I don't think you can be shocked, you scoundrel," she laughed softly.
"Try me."
"Oh well, I've always enjoyed the doggy style actually. Now is that shocking enough for you?"
"You mean this one?" Jared replied as he lay down over her body, pushing his hard abdomen against her buttocks. Leaning on his hands, she could feel his chest against her lower backside and his warm thighs next to her own. He withdrew slightly, before pushing his clothed cock against her buttocks again. She could feel his hardness against her; feel the outline of what he hid behind those tight pants.
"Oh my," she gasped as he repeated the withdrawal and pushed himself against her again -- copying the movements he would normally do when no clothes would separate their bodies. She could feel her body respond to his -- so easily and so wantonly.
Damn, but this man was dangerous to her peace of mind, she thought drowsily as she revelled in the feeling of being attended to by an attractive man. She wanted to forget who they were and just give herself over to the pleasure he would surely provide her with -- postponing the regrets until the next morning or next week, but she knew she couldn't.
She felt the warm moistness gathering in her pussy. Only providing further proof of how much she wanted a man in her bed -- how much she wanted this particular man. Her mind fogged over and a loud voice was tempting her to let go, to take advantage of what he offered and leave the consequences to another day. She breathed deeply, clearing her mind.