Ian

I closed my eyes, opening them again in complete surprise. The girl from the market stood in front of the old castle ruins with her long dark hair blowing in the breeze. She must not have noticed the tour had picked up already. No other vehicle had been parked nearby, and I’d just watched the bus pass. Having rented my own car for some privacy, I waited until the group drove away to exit. What a perfect twist of fate.

“Hello,” I called out, startling my mystery woman. I caught her by the waist to stop her from stumbling back and falling. She clasped her hand to her chest, frantically trying to calm down. I smiled down at her, thinking she was ten times sexier up close. I could feel the way her body tensed in my arms, but I couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. “Sorry, sweetheart, I didn’t mean to frighten you,” I told her, reluctantly letting go of my light hold on her body. I clenched my hands tight to stop myself from touching her again.

“It’s okay. I just got lost in thought.” She looked around the ruins, not seeing anyone else. “Is the tour bus boarding?” She walked out of the little cove she’d been standing in, searching for anyone strolling about. God, she had to be the most beautiful woman in the world. My stomach did a thousand flips and I thought about how to tie her to me. The steady pounding of my heart took over the sound of the rain.

Taking a calming breath, I stepped behind her. “Sweetheart, I hate to break it to you, but the bus left two minutes ago.”

She spun back with her lovely hazel eyes staring at me in a panic. “Oh no, the town is like twenty miles from here,” she exclaimed.

“Don’t worry about it. I can give you a ride back,” I said, placing my hands on her shoulders.

“I can’t just accept a ride from a stranger.” She pushed away from me, staring outside as if they were going to come back for her.

“Why not? I’m Ian by the way.”

“I’m Charlotte,” she answered, nervously stealing glances at me. “Did you follow me here?”

“No, it’s just a happy coincidence. What makes you think I did?” I wondered if she saw me in town or if she normally had stalkers. I’d deal with the latter if she did. No one would cause her any harm if I could help it.

“I saw you at the market yesterday.”

“And yet, you purposefully left knowing I was looking for you.”

“You were?”

“Yes, but I couldn’t find you. Now, this is what I call a happy coincidence. How old are you, Charlotte?”

“I’m twenty.” Thankfully, we were only three years apart.

“Good, I’m twenty-three. Now, do you want a ride back?” I asked, hoping to keep her in my sight. The thought of losing her again sent a pain soaring through my chest. Crazy and irrational as it seemed, I couldn’t shake that sensation.

“I don’t know,” she murmured, ducking her chin. I saw the flush on her face before she looked away. The energy between us could power the world.

 “My sweet Charlotte, you’d rather walk twenty miles?” I offered, lowering my head to catch her attention and waiting for her answer.

She moved toward the side of the wall, throwing her head back and looking up at the sky. “No, but,” she started to say as a few drops of rain fell, interrupting her excuse for me.

“But nothing. There are no more tours for the day and a storm is coming. See, if I wanted to do something to you, which I really do, I could do it here.” I stalked closer, pressing both of my hands on the opposite sides of her arms, trapping her between me and the wall.

“What…what do you want to do?” she stammered, her eyes wide and lips parted.

“I want to press you up against this wall and kiss you,” I murmured, leaning in.

“You better take your chance before the rain picks up,” she panted, pressing her palms on my chest. Our lips connected softly, a tentative taste. Instinctively, I crushed my mouth down on hers, slipping an arm around her waist and pulling her hips flush on my leg. Her hands slid upward into my hair. My mouth made its way to her chin, jaw, then to her slender neck. Arching her back and tilting her head to the side, she gave me access to her rapid pulse.

She tugged on my hair, pulling my head up and kissing me. I growled and ground her pussy on my leg, causing her to moan and shake. I wanted her here and now. Fuck if I knew what to do. The desire to love her in the rain became more than I could take. Her mouth parted as I reached between us and cupped her mound.

"I want you, more than I can explain."

Her eyes widened with a hint of panic before she smiled. "I want you, too." I clasped her hand in mine and tugged her inside to the only spot that had shelter from the rain. Hurriedly, I removed her top while she reached for my belt. I took my button up shirt off then pulled back so I could set it down as a makeshift blanket. I added my tee shirt to the pile, hoping the ground wouldn't be too rough.

She looked into my eyes, a smile creeping over her sensuous face. "You are fine as hell."

Dipping my head down then back up, tracing every inch of her body with my gaze, I grunted my appreciation. The nude colored lace bra barely covered her perky breasts. Eager and hungry, I yanked the cups down, letting her berry-colored nipples pop out. My mouth latched around one while my hand teased and plucked the other. She clutched my hair, pushing my face hard against her chest. I bit down on her breast enough to cause her to moan. Switching to the other, I sucked on her tender flesh. My light beard grazed her skin, leaving red marks and that only turned me on more. I was feeling so wild that I didn’t know who this new person was that I’d become.

I reached for her zipper and peeled down her white capris, intentionally caressing every inch of bared flesh as I went. She had on a pair of thin nude panties that hid her pussy from me. Laying her down, I tugged them until they slipped over her tiny feet. Stuffing them into my pocket, I kicked off my shoes and lowered my face between her thighs. Fuck, her pussy juices soaked her lips. I couldn’t help myself, I needed to taste her, to feel her body shake over my face. Thinking about all the porn I’d watched, I parted her sweet lips and took my first lick. Holy shit, I found my addiction. Lapping up her sticky core, I ran my tongue up and down her slit until I hit the tiny little nub at the top. I lifted her legs over my shoulders while she thrust her pussy into my face. I could feel her body shake and her moans spurred me on. Her hand tugged on my hair.

“Take me before someone shows up,” she demanded. I cracked a huge grin and obeyed the woman I planned to marry. I’d known it from the start, but she’d probably need convincing.

I shoved my pants and boxer briefs to my knees. My cock popped free and stood long and thick over her belly.

“Wow. You’re going to break me with that thing.”

“I’ll take it easy on you, sweetheart. I want you coming for me.” I pressed my fingers to her pussy, stroking her clit. Balancing on one arm, I lined up my cock at her entrance then wrapped one leg under my arm. Pushing forward, I slammed through, finding a surprise.