“Not one-tenth as amazing as you do,” he said.
Before she could respond, Ethan placed his hands on the underside of her thighs. Then, in one swift movement, he stood up and carried her across the hay loft to a shady corner that was hidden by the blinding sun. She held onto his shoulders, admiring the way the muscles flexed with his movements. He was so strong, so powerful. It only made her want him that much more.
Ethan's shirt was still bunched up in a pile, and he grabbed it with one hand as he passed it by. When he got to the corner, he tossed the s
hirt out onto a bail of hay, using it as a blanket. Then he laid Laura down on it.
He took a step back and began unbuttoning his belt. Laura watched, letting her eyes drift downward toward the front of his jeans. The obvious bulge beneath the denim had grown significantly in size. She bit her lip when she saw it. She wanted that inside of her so badly, and it was becoming hard to stay patient.
Her eyes focused on his chest, then made their way down the muscles that covered his abdomen. She continued to drop her gaze, all the way down the lines of his hips, until they stopped at the top of his jeans.
Ethan had unclasped his belt and Laura watched intently as he pulled it off. He let it drop to the floor, and the metal belt buckle clanged against the wooden decking. Her heart started beating quickly. She could feel it pumping behind her rib cage. It was pure anticipation. She couldn't wait to see him naked again.
With the belt gone, Ethan kicked off his shoes and then pulled his jeans down to his ankles, before stepping out of them. Now, he stood in front of Laura wearing nothing more than his black boxer/briefs. The thin material hid nothing.
Laura wasn't about to let Ethan stand there nearly naked all by himself. So she quickly undid the top button of her own jeans and lifted her butt from the hay bail so that she could pull them down. She kicked them off of her feet, taking her boots with them. They fell into a pile on the floor.
“Come here,” she said, motioning Ethan over with her index finger.
He crawled over her, placing his hands onto the hay just above her shoulders. Underneath him, she felt so much smaller. It was a combination of his height and his physique that made him appear huge in comparison.
“This is the best surprise lunch of all time,” Ethan said.
Laura giggled and brought a hand to his cheek. His hair had become a little messed up already, but it made him look even cuter. Combined with the dimples in his cheeks and his pale green eyes and Laura was like putty in his hands. She would have done anything he'd asked and probably more.
“Now where were we?” she said, with a playful smirk.
Ethan looked up, pretending to really think about it. “I'm not entirely sure, but I think it was somewhere around here...”
He then slipped his hands up to Laura's breasts and began fondling them. While he did that, he brought his lips to hers, and the two continued their kiss. This time, though, the only thing that separated them was their underwear. Everything else was bare flesh.
Laura's hands drifted up and down Ethan's muscular back. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him close, feeling his bulge press against her panties. She let out a muffled groan as the friction re-ignited the sensation inside of her. They were so close now, just two layers of cloth separated Laura from what she wanted.
After a moment, Ethan broke the kiss and gazed into her eyes briefly before moving his face down her body. He slid his lips across her skin, pausing for just a second on her breasts before continuing downward. Laura watched him as he eased his way across her stomach and past her belly button, down to her pantie line.
Ethan moved down a little further, kissing every inch of skin as he went. She relaxed into the hay and closed her eyes, as Ethan slipped her panties off. The next thing she knew, an explosion of sensation filled her as he brought his tongue to her most sensitive area and began to work his magic.
She groaned as she arched her back and brought her legs over Ethan's shoulders. She writhed on the hay bail underneath her, then dropped her hands to her sides, gripping a handful of hay in each hand. It was like heaven and waves of bliss continued to wash over her.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
Laura dropped one of her hands down and brought her fingers through Ethan's hair. At the same time, she bucked her hips forward. Fireworks exploded in her mind as she lost herself to pleasure. She panted with the need for more.
Ethan pulled away, for just long enough to kiss the inside of her thigh.
“I want you, Ethan,” she groaned. “Take me.”
He let out a low growl, sending a vibration directly into her. It created a flash of pleasure that radiated into her core and caused her to gasp. When Ethan pulled away, she found that she immediately missed his touch.
“I want you, too,” he said, slowly bringing himself to a standing position on the floor in front of her.
Laura opened her eyes and finally released her grip from the hay. When she lifted her hands, she noticed that they were trembling slightly.
Ethan smiled and then slipped his thumbs into the elastic waist strap of his underwear, slipping them down and off of his legs.
He approached the hay bail once more, then stopped himself before crawling over her.
“A condom,” he said. “I should grab a condom.”