Desire coursed through her body at the touch and she groaned into his mouth. His hands slid up and down the dressing gown that covered her night rail, then he moved his hands to the tie and loosened the fabric. She felt a rush of cool air before he pressed his front to hers again. But this time Daisy could feel his muscles, the flat of his abdomen, and the bulge in the front of his trousers.
Excitement and just a touch of fear made her breath catch as he slid his hands under the robe, skimming his fingers up and down her back. “Are ye all right?”
She nodded. “I’m good. I’m so happy to be with you. It’s just that I don’t know quite what to expect and…”
He nodded. “I’ll tell ye everything before and we can stop whenever ye wish. Daisy, this is about building ye up and creating a life together that is filled with passion and love. I wouldn’t want tae do anything that would damage that now.”
Her heart hammered in her chest at his words. He was the perfect man for her.
* * *
Blake skimmed his fingers down the perfect arch in Daisy’s back and over the plump curve of her behind. His cock strained in his pants but his mind maintained reason. He understood that Daisy needed every ounce of patience he had and he’d give her that now.
“Will it hurt?” she asked, pulling away.
“Aye,” he answered, cupping her cheek. “Just the first time.” He brushed her hair back, his chest aching at the thought of hurting her.
She nodded, fisting her hands in his shirt. “That’s all right.”
He shook his head. “No. It’s not.” He could feel her tension. “There are other things we can do. There’s no need for us to be completely together tonight. Let’s just enjoy each other tonight. It’s a celebration after all.”
She cocked her head to the side. “Other things we can do?”
He stroked his thumb down the column of her neck, tracing her collarbone and then running down her chest until he reached the swell of her breast. Then, ever so gently, he circled his thumb around her nipple, feeling the flesh rise into a stiff peak.
She gasped. “Oh, that does feel lovely.”
He held back a growl of satisfaction. “Let me show you more.” He continued his slow circling of her nipple until the flesh tightened so fully, she squirmed underneath his touch. Only then did he lower his mouth to her skin. It was still covered with her night rail but he sucked the nipple into his mouth.
She cried out, arching into his touch. “Will it all feel this good?”
In answer, he slid a hand down her side, over her lower stomach and between her legs, cupping her covered mound in his palm. “Let me show you just how pleasurable it can be.”
She shivered and then moaned, pressing into the touch.
He continued to touch her, and she moved him back until his legs hit the bed. Blake let her go, to pull off his shirt and then he lowered himself down, pulling her on top of him. He needed to be careful of her shoulder, but he had a most excellent plan.
Daisy’s legs naturally settled on either side of his hips, her night rail riding up her thighs. He pulled the fabric tighter and then rubbed his middle finger along her seam. She was so wet and her hips started moving in tandem with his touch.
His manhood throbbed with need but his pleasure would have to wait. Instead, he pulled the rail up over her head, sitting them both up. He kissed her bare chest, the skin of her abdomen pressing to his, her flesh so silky and soft.
And when he kissed her bare nipple, she bucked against his hand, pushing one of his fingers into her channel. She spasmed around the digit, so tight and wet he could barely breathe. But this wasn’t how he wanted to finish her. Laying back down, he pulled her hips forward, settling her legs on either side of his head.
“Blake?” she asked, a touch of fear in her voice.
Her hands covered her breasts and he reached up to stroke her arm. “Don’t worry, love. No pain, only pleasure. You’re on top of me and in charge. You can get off whenever you’d like.”
She nodded her arms relaxing. With that, he held her hips and breathed in her heady scent. Intoxicating.
Lifting his head a bit, he ran his tongue along the same path his fingers had been tracing. He heard her gasp and he smiled with satisfaction, repeating the same motion over and over. She responded by rocking her hips to match his movement, her back arching.
The tempo increased until he knew she was near ready to finish and then he inserted a finger inside her again. She exploded over him, her body spasming in pleasure.
Victory sang in his blood as Daisy curled back over, kissing his forehead. “That was…” she slid her hips back, so that she could settled her torso on top of his, “amazing.”
“It was.” He chuckled, kissing her neck. His body ached for release but he wrapped his hands about her waist.
“When you had your finger inside me.” She looked down at his hands. “Is that where your…” A flush filled her cheeks, “goes?”
He raised his eyebrows even as his jaw tensed. He didn’t want to discuss where his cock most wanted to be. “My manhood? Yes.”
He started to sit up, thinking it best to tuck her back into bed. If she were asleep, he wouldn’t be so tempted but she lightly pushed him back down. “And it fits?”
“It fits.” His ground his back teeth.
She sat up then, leaning back and working the falls of his breeches. His breath ceased as she opened his pants, his cock springing out. And then, God save him, she touched his male flesh, wrapping her
