"Don't laugh," Kate said as she watched the smile light up his face.
"Why would I?"
"I know I'm not your usual cup of tea with fancy underwear and all, but I'm a working country girl, and silk undies are not in my budget." She pouted as he continued to smile at her.
"If I wanted you to wear silk, I would buy it for you, Kate." He brushed a lock of rich brown hair from her eyes. "I like you as you are."
"But I'm…"
"Shh, it doesn't matter." Magnus pulled her back into the comfort of his arms.
Kate ran her hands around his waist, loosening his shirt from his jeans. She gazed into his eyes before sliding her hands up his back. He sucked in a breath as her fingers met his bare skin, trailing down his spine, before coming around the front of his body. She worked her hands up his chest to find his taut nipples. She pinched and rolled them between her fingertips. Magnus held his breath as she undid the buttons and slid the garment from his shoulders. He heard Kate sigh as she ran her hands over his chest, tweaking the dark hairs his chest . She laid kisses over the broad chest, and when he felt her hands drop to the waistband of his jeans, Magnus groaned out loud. She popped the button and traced the dark line of hair that ran from his belly button to disappear under the waistband of his boxers.
"Slow down, baby." Magnus growled and reached around behind her to undo the clip on her bra. Kate grabbed at the front of it as it started to fall, looking nervous as she glanced up to look at him.
He pulled her back into his arms; he kissed her thoroughly. He made his way down her neck and then to her naked breast, pulling the budded flesh into his mouth.
Magnus heard Kate gasp as her head fell forward to lean on him. Gently he pushed her back onto the bed. Leaning over her, he took the other nipple and teased it with his tongue. Kate lay with her eyes closed, a soft smile on her mouth as she gave herself over to his touch.
His pulled gently at her panties as his tongue traced a line down her belly, and felt the quiver of her skin as he headed down to her the apex of her thighs. He lifted her up with gentle care, then slid the garment from her and buried his face in the soft mound that ached for his touch.
Kate was lost in the pleasurable sensations that filled her body. She wanted to feel embarrassed about what Magnus was doing to her. She was enjoying the sensation too much—more than she thought she could. She might be a virgin, but that didn't mean she was an uneducated prude. Kate read, and she listened to the farmhands when she worked. She knew what they did in the privacy of their rooms and their trips into town, and she wanted to experience those feelings. As the pleasure built up inside her, she let herself relax, rolling with the waves of pure lust that threatened to swamp her. The heat exploded in a shower of bright lights behind her eyelids as Magnus brought her to her first climax. Kate screamed as she writhed under his touch. Magnus continued to work at her senses, dragging every ounce of release from her.
Exhausted, sated, and feeling strangely euphoric, Kate watched through half shuttered eyes as he stood and dropped his jeans and boxes. Her mouth opened, her teeth catching her bottom lip as his erection sprung free, ready for her. Crossing to his bedside table, Magnus took a packet from the drawer and tore open the tinfoil, then sheathed himself before lying down beside her.
He rested his head on her breast and traced his fingers along the damp skin of her thighs.
"Magnus, I need to tell you something."
He lifted his head to look into her eyes.
"I haven't done this before." She waited for his reaction.
His eyes went dark as her words sank in. "Do you want to back out now?" he asked, his face a frozen mask.
"No." She sat up and put a hand on his shoulder, leaning her body forward so that her breasts made contact with his chest. Kate used her tongue to taste his neck, nipping with her teeth until she felt the tension ease in his shoulders and heard his breath quicken.
With a groan, Magnus lay her back on the pillows. "I'll be as gentle as I can, I promise." He pushed her legs apart and eased himself down between them and began to work his way in. Kate moved with him, mewing sounds coming from her throat. Slowly Magnus hardened the thrusts, and Kate felt her body relax and welcome him in.
Kate held him tightly, her head now tucked into his shoulder so he couldn't see her face. When her teeth made contact with his flesh, Magnus drove in hard, holding her cocooned in his arms.
The small muffled gasp against his skin was the only indication she gave that he had caused her any discomfort. He stilled his body until Kate started to move again beneath him. Encouraged by her, Magnus eased in and out of her body, building up thrusts, and Kate met his pace until he reached his own climax, shuddering into her body. She held him in her arms as he relaxed.
"I'm sorry I hurt you," he said, withdrawing from her. He avoided her eyes and strode to the bathroom. When he returned with a towel around his hips, Kate was where he had left her, tangled in the sheets. He ran a hand over her hair before stroking the skin along her cheek and jawline as he sat down on the edge of the
