Forbidden: King (The Four 4)

“We’ll be just fine, Mrs. Webber,” Eden told her.

The city was only about fifty miles away, so this really wasn’t a big deal. And if she hadn’t told us, we wouldn’t have even noticed they were gone. She and her husband had given us total privacy during our stay, which had been great. I was especially glad our cabin had its own compact washer and dryer, so we could handle the towels and frequently-soiled bed linens ourselves.

She handed him a business card with a name and number handwritten on the back. “This is my sister’s number. She and her family live locally, so give her a call if anything comes up. She can be here in about twenty minutes.”

Eden took the card and smiled at her. “Thank you. We’re on our way into town for some groceries, can we bring anything back for you?”

She tucked a strand of her long, gray hair behind her ear and said, “That’s kind of you, but we’re all set. Don’t hesitate to call my sister if you need anything.” We promised we would.

After we pulled out onto the main road, I turned to Eden and grinned. “We’ll be unchaperoned tonight.”

He grinned too and glanced at me before returning his gaze to the road. “I can see your wheels turning.”

“What do you say to some al fresco sex this afternoon, once the Webbers take off? I feel like we need to do that as much as we can while we’re here, since it’ll be pretty tough to fuck outdoors once we’re back in San Francisco. There’s no privacy anywhere. I mean, I know we’ll probably freeze because it’s barely sixty degrees out here, but the thought of being naked outside with you is making me hard.”

“I’m definitely down for that. We don’t have to wait for them to leave, though. We can just go for a hike and find some privacy that way.”

I shook my head. “We worked out hard this morning, so I don’t want to hike. I just want to step outside the cabin, throw a blanket on the ground, and fuck like rabbits. Then it’s a nice, short thirty-second commute to the shower afterwards.”

Eden grinned and said, “This sounds like an excellent plan.”

We waited until three-thirty, then double-checked to make sure the Webbers had actually taken off before we implemented our plan. We’d both changed into baggy shorts, T-shirts, and flip flops, just in case we needed to get dressed in a hurry, but we really didn’t anticipate anything interrupting our fun.

Eden spread out a blanket near the river bank, and then we ran around a bit to warm up, since it really was pretty cold out. We came up with a game of two-man football, which involved trying to dodge the other person and make it to the blanket without getting tackled. Both of us were laughing and sweaty by the time we abandoned the game for some adult fun.

We stripped quickly, and I worked some extra lube into my hole while Eden slicked his cock. I’d prepped myself earlier, so in just a minute we were good to go.

I playfully pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, and then I sighed with pleasure as his cock slid into my ass. We both wanted this to last, so in between riding him hard and fast, I slowed to a more sensual pace to savor every moment.

This went on for a while, until Eden decided to take charge. He tipped me onto my back, grasped my legs, and slid into my ass. It was a great angle, and I rested my ankles on his shoulders as I moaned with pleasure.

My orgasm started to build as he fucked me and I jerked myself off. I could tell he was getting close too, because his thrusts became more forceful. The sound of his hips slapping against my ass rang out across the stillness of the field.

Then, without warning, a familiar voice yelled, “What the fuck!”

Eden immediately pulled out of me and turned to look behind him. When I sat up and spotted Casey, I whispered, “What the hell?” My brother was about twenty-five feet away. His face was bright red, and he looked furious.

I was equal parts confused and mortified. As I pulled on my shorts, I called, “What are you doing here?”

He came closer, staring his best friend down as he muttered, “I had a long weekend, so I decided to surprise you both by coming to hang out with you. And this is what I find! What the fuck, Eden?”

Eden managed to get his shorts on, and as he got to his feet he said, “I’m so fucking sorry, Casey.”

Wait, why was he apologizing?

Casey strode up to him and demanded, “What the hell were you thinking? That’s my baby brother!”

“I know.” Eden looked ashamed. My mouth dropped open in disbelief.