nipples of her small pert breasts to turn into hard little buds. She long auburn hair blew out wildly around her. To a person who may have happened across her, she may have appeared to be an erotic angel.
The sun was starting to go down, beginning to dip down below the mountain range.
Wildflowers of all varieties surrounded her. Their fresh, aroma scent filled her nostrils, but there was also something else. A deep, masculine smell drifted towards her. The smell alone, of him, whomever it was caused a stirring in her stomach. She whipped her head around, scanning all directions, attempting to peer into the darkness of the surrounding woods. Nothing.
"Sabrina?" a low, very sexy voice whispered into the wind. She whirled around once more, turning in a complete 360 degree circle. Nothing.
"Where are you?" she yelled into the wind.
Large, masculine hands appeared from behind her, grasping her upper arms, stroking them, starting at her shoulders to her elbows and back up again. Moments later, she felt the bare skin of a very lean, toned male body pressing against her back.
"Who are you?"
"Hello Sabrina. I am Victor," his head dipped to her collarbone as he spoke, his voice low, almost hypnotic.
In any other instance she would have fled in terror, but here it seemed right. Being with him seemed to be what she had been waiting for.
Sabrina melted back into his arms. Closed her eyes she allowed her head to fall back against his chest.
Victor's hands left her shoulders, one slipped its way around her waist, pulling her ass hard against his growing cock. His other hand cupped her left breast over the thin material. He kneaded and played with her firm mound, his fingers toying with the hard tips, pinching and stroking them.
"Mmm," she moaned as she stretched against him and wrapped her hands behind his head. His shaft stiffened as she began to grind her backside against it.
His hand left her breast traveling over her collarbone, fingertips tracing up the side of her neck and grasping her chin in his hand tilting her head back so her lips could meet his. His lips were so soft. She caught his lower lip between his teeth playfully.
He laughed softly as he pulled back. Victor's black eyes met her emerald green ones.
He was ruggedly handsome with a strong jaw and his shoulder length dark hair tied tightly back.
He was dangerous, the kind of man who mothers warned their daughters about but she didn't care. All she cared about was the way be made her body hum and yearn for him just by standing behind her.
Her heart skipped a beat when his mouth came crashing down on hers, this time not sweet and gentle but hard and demanding. Exhilarating. His tongue duelling with hers for dominance. The hand on her waist tugged at the drawstring holding her robe together.
The tie gave way, her robe falling open. She shivered as the breeze picked up blowing the robe open fully. His hands went to her shoulders gently sliding the garment off her shoulders and allowing it to fall in a puddle at their feet.
"So exquisite, he was such a fool to not appreciate you," his hand brushed the hair from one side of her neck as he began running kisses, along her bare shoulder.
Sabrina knew she should be questioning him on how he knew of Oliver. How did he know of the situation that had transpired between them? She didn't know, but then again, she simply didn't care at the moment.
She reached behind her and grasped his cock. She could hear a sharp intake of breath coming from him at her touch. Her thumb stroked its head. As her thumb circled the head, his already large dick hardened even further.
"You are massive," she stated breathlessly.
He laughed before answering with a simple, "thank you."
As she stroked him, his fingers made their way over her breasts, down her stomach and to the apex between her legs. Her pussy was burning for his touch, and rocked against his hand, begging for his fingers to enter her.
He obliged. His middle and index fingers