afraid, and she was a little. But mostly she liked the rich, luscious desire pouring from him and all through her. It warmed the pit of her stomach and made her breasts ache.
He fed her wet kisses and reached for the top button on her shirt. His fingers brushed her bare throat and chest, and she pulled away from his mouth so she could breathe.
He opened her silk blouse and pushed it from her shoulders. “Don’t be afraid.”
Blue looked up into Kasper’s dark eyes as her blouse floated to the floor of the fort. “I don’t know what to do.”
He coaxed one thin strap of her slip aside. “You don’t have to know.” The other side followed. “I know, Blue. I know how to make it good for you.”
She stood in front of him, in the middle of a three-hundred-year-old tree, with her slip down around waist. Her hands on his shoulders curled into fists to keep from hiding herself from his gaze.
“Do you know how many times, as a kid, I dreamed of getting a girl up here.” His thumbs brushed her breasts, and her pink nipples tightened so much she ached. “And here you are. Better than anything I could have dreamed.” He kissed her and touched her, and everything around her went all hot and steamy. The air. His hands. His mouth sliding to her breasts. He sucked one nipple, then the other, until her legs felt weak, and she and Kasper sank to their knees.
His breath hit her face as he raised his head and pulled off his shirt. His eyes looked sleepy and shone with lust. His hard chest was covered in dark hair that tickled her sensitive nipples as he wrapped her arms around his back and kissed him. A long, tortured moan rumbled his chest and throat, and she slid her hand to his flat abdomen. She kissed and rubbed against him, tugging at the metal buttons on the fly of his pants. She was mindless, consumed with mindless greed and fiery lust and virgin innocence. Her hands shook and fumbled with the buttons until he put his warm palms over hers and finished the job. He pulled his penis from his pants and underwear and put it in her palm. Hard as steel and hotter than any flesh she’d ever felt before. He moved her hand up and down his soft shaft, and she stared down at their joined hands, fascinated by the size and width and plump head. She’d seen a penis in pictures, but she’d never held one in her hand. She knew that people had been having sex since Adam and Eve, but this looked too big. “I don’t think this is going to fit.”
He chuckled and unzipped the back of her skirt. “It fits. I promise.” He stripped her of the rest of her clothes. “Lie down, Blue. Lie down, and I’ll make it so good, you’ll only feel pleasure.”
She did as he told her, and he did as he promised. He touched between her legs, then spread his wet fingers across her nipples. She moaned and arched her back as he licked her breasts clean.
“You taste good,” he whispered, and spread her legs. He moved between her knees and stroked his penis as his dark, hungry eyes looked down into hers. “You’re going to like this,” he said. He leaned forward, and the plush head of his erection touched her between her legs. It did feel good, and she moaned and bit her lip. Her eyes slid shut as he shoved inside. A stitch of pain pulled her brows together, and she sucked in a breath. His fingers brushed her slick clitoris as he pushed farther inside, giving her pleasure and pain.
His hot breath brushed her check as he leaned over her and ran his fingers through her hair as he buried his penis inside.
“Blue,” he whispered against her mouth. “You’re so tight. So good.” His fingers plowed through her hair. “Are you okay?”
She wasn’t sure. She didn’t know what she felt most. The pleasure or the pain. But then he moved, carefully, sliding out, then back in, and a fiery friction burned away the pain. “Do that again,” she said, her voice a husky whisper. And he did. Again and again. Slow at first. In and out. Telling her how