Awakening Abigail

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Abi couldn’t believe her eyes the moment Andrew put on the electricity.  The house and surroundings was now clearly visible in the strong lights.  It was a beautiful place. Surrounded by trees and bush as far as the eye could see.  Only sounds she could hear were that of the night life in the veld, out of her sight.  She was still sitting in the car, patiently waiting for Andrew to come fetch her.  He was like a little boy.  Creeping past her, getting who knows what from the car’s boot.  Every time she would close her eyes, as if trying not to spoil his secret. 

She felt excited.  So this is the Cash’s land?  She wondered how big it was, and if it was just for holiday purposes.  Far away she could hear the rustle of the Orange River, and she wondered how close the house was to it. She knew so little of Andrew Cash.  She wanted to find out about his family, brothers, sisters, girlfriends, especially about certain blond bombshells he’s eating breakfast with.  She knew he’d have a perfectly logical explanation.

“I’m ready for you.”  Andrew was standing next to her open door, his hand outstretched.  Smiling, she placed her hand in his, the butterflies in her stomach making cartwheels at his touch.  He pulled her out from the car, their bodies barley touching.

“Turn around”

He turned her, facing away from him.  She could feel his hands on her bare shoulders, caressing them softly.  His thumbs were rough on her soft skin.  She wanted to die the moment his lips touched her neck, a butterfly kiss sending tingles down her spine.

“Oh Abi, I can’t contain myself. Each time I’m close to you I just want to...”He kept quiet, instead leaving her to fill in the blank.

“I’m going to blindfold you now.  Ready?”  She nodded, and then he covered her eyes with something.  Wrapping it around her head, making sure it wasn’t too tight.  He then placed one arm around her waist, and took her hand with his free hand.

“Ready?  Now, listen to my voice.”

He lead her into the house, she could hear him closing the door.  They made their way deeper into the house, making turns here and there.  Suddenly she heard a slide door open, and the sound of running water was now much clearer to her.  The slide door closed again and she was standing alone.

“Andrew?  Where are you?”

She knew she could just take of the blindfold, but trusted him enough to wait.  Suddenly she felt his breath in her neck, warm, and disturbingly delicious.  She lifted her hands, looking for him.  Softly she caressed his hair, leaning against him.  His arms enveloped her, pulling her into a vice grip.  He was still behind her, his hands exploring her, sliding up and down her sides, touching her thighs now and then when he missed the dress.  His lips were burning on her skin, and she gave a light moan.  This man made her forget about her inhibitions, her fears and ideas.  All she wanted was for him to touch her, kiss her, lie her down on the floor, where ever they are, and...

Abruptly he stopped, his breath ragged in her ears. 

“Fuck, you make me lose all control.”  She could hear he was on edge, and she smiled.  She enjoyed the effect she had on him.  

“Well Hook, I’m not doing much to fuel this desire.”  She was mocking him, pressing herself harder against him.  He swore, this time backing away from her completely.

“Yes, nothing at all.  I mean, the little moans of pleasure doesn’t affect me at all.”

She laughed, reaching out her hands.

“Okay Andrew, you win.  At this moment I am blindfolded in the middle of nowhere, so, if you could help me with that, I would moan some more later tonight.”