Captured For The Fairy King II by Neneh Gordon

Captured For The Fairy
King II

     
     
     
    “Hey, fatty. Get up, we’re going for a walk.” I dodged Dean’s attempt to grab me and giggled as he
got out of his chair.
    “I’m not fat!”
    No, he wasn’t anyone’s definition of fat. He was tall, dark
and solid, but it was all muscle. “You will be if you sit in front of the TV
all day.” It was beautiful outside, but all he wanted to do was watch the
highlights of yesterday’s football. “You know all the scores, why do you have
to watch it?”
    He rolled his dark brown eyes and I laughed. There was no
way we were staying inside when the sun was shining and the birds were singing.
    “It’s nearly finished. I’ll come afterwards.”
    I gave him a long look, then turned
the television off. “Okay. It’s finished. Shoes. Now.”
    “Sandra!”
    “You know you love it.”
    And just like that, he was up searching for his trainers. He
knew better than to turn the football back on. When he was all laced up, I
bundled him out of the door before he could change his mind.
    “Where are we going?”
    “The woods.”
    He rolled his eyes again and gave an exaggerated groan. I
gave him a shove in the back and he turned around to tickle me under the arms.
    I wasn’t fast enough that time. He tickled a torrent of
giggles out of me before I managed to get away.
    “Enough! Enough.” I held my hands up in surrender.
    “Good, now you behave yourself.”
    “Yes, sir.” I couldn’t resist
pinching his bottom.
    “Hey!”
    “Maybe we could find a quiet spot away from the path,” I
whispered as we got off the pavement and walked between the first of the trees.
    “I knew there was a reason I agreed to this.” He flashed me
a wicked smile and cupped the cheek of my ass in his hand.
    I’d only been joking, but his touch prompted me to think
more seriously about it. We’d never made love outside. I looked him in the eye,
trying to see if he really meant it. He squeezed my ass and I started to think
that he did.
    “Have you ever fucked a girl in the woods before?”
    “Is that a euphemism?”
    I poked him in the ribs. I already knew he’d fucked a girl
in the ass before. From personal experience.
    As we walked on, we came to a dirt track leading into the
bushes. “What about down there?”
    He took a few steps in that direction and looked in. “You
really want to do this?”
    “Why? Don’t you?”
    In reply, he came back and swept me up into his arms. I
squealed at the fun of it.
    “Just remember, this was your idea,” he said and gave me a
very steamy kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and enjoyed the fact that
my boyfriend was big, strong and sexy as hell.
    As he carried me down the track the greenery got denser and
the sounds of the city trailed away. It was like our own little Eden in there. With just the odd plastic bottle and discarded crisp packet to
spoil the illusion.
    “You do remember the way back, don’t you?” I certainly
hadn’t been paying attention.
    “Relax. This place is too small for us to get lost.”
    I suppose he was right.
    “Stop. Stop,” I patted him on the
shoulder and he came to a halt. It was the perfect place. “Look.”
    He let me down and we both stared at the clearing we’d
found. A shaft of sunshine broke through the treetops like a spotlight, picking
out the huge bed of moss that covered the floor.
    “That is seriously weird.”
    We grinned at each other and I pulled him close for a kiss.
He pushed me over on to the moss and I let out a long “ Oooh !”
when I found out how soft it was. He crawled over me, pinning my wrists to the
ground and taking another lingering kiss. I groaned as his tongue darted around
inside my mouth. He covered my breast with his hand, crushing it through my
t-shirt and I closed my eyes. My panties were a soggy mess. I put my hands on
the base of his spine, wanting to feel his cock against my crotch. If I was
that wet, he must have been hard.
    Dean pulled away. I waited a moment,