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enviously. And the men seemed to either be grinning knowingly at Eric or peering lustily at her! For the life of her she couldn't make out a single person she knew, and right at this moment in time she was beyond caring if a hundred people had gatecrashed her party!
Through the room they walked, to the open doors and out into the courtyard. More people were out here in various stages of drunken merriment. Stacey noticed that a few additions had been made. There was a small fire burning, and a spit had been set up over it, on which what looked like a hog was roasting away. Some partygoers were having fun dunking for apples in the tin bath, and others were laughing like children while they played a game of what she assumed was blind man’s buff. Everywhere she looked people were drinking and laughing and having fun. And everywhere she went, people would stop and give her the same curious looks that she'd noticed as they walked through the house.
Breathlessly she almost ran to keep up with Eric, who walked with a steady, but fast pace. They went through the courtyard and out of the stone arched gate. He led her across the small open field until they reached the barn. Pushing open the doors he pulled her inside. Even though it was dark, the barn was illuminated by the full moon through large gaps in the roof, and an eerie silvery glow seemed to envelope them. The sweet smell of hay and wood filled the air. The only sound was their breath. The party and her guests were all but forgotten.
Eric led her to a stall at the end of the barn. He turned to her and she looked up at him in shy anticipation. She had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like forever. Imagined it countless times, but now that it was here she was surprisingly unsure of herself or of what to do. Looking into his familiar, and yet at the same time unfamiliar eyes, she hoped that he would take the lead. He didn't disappoint her.
Leaning down to her he whispered again into her ear, his breath tickling her neck and sending a delicious shiver down her spine. "You want me." It wasn't a question, it was a statement of fact. "You want this." Even though it was unnecessary she nodded gently to confirm what he already knew. He took her left hand and directed it to his bulging crotch. Her breath catching in her throat, she felt her hand cup against him, gauging his thickness and feeling his heat through his pants. She moaned softly and he chuckled sexily.
A dull ache began between her legs, and she felt her folds swell and dampen. She tried to calm her pounding heart, but to no avail. And he knew! He seemed to know everything she was feeling, and from the look on his face he enjoyed the knowledge and the satisfaction it gave him. She felt his manhood pulse beneath her hand and she moaned again.
He placed his hands on her shoulders and brought her into him. Angling his head he trailed kisses from her ears, down her throat and up to her lips. She opened her mouth up to him and felt his tongue come to meet hers in a kiss full of leashed passion. With a gentle but firm pressure, she felt his hands on her shoulders pushing down. Without a word she dropped to her knees in front of him. Eric released her shoulders and undid his
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