Kate looked away from Nell and quickly put the bread rolls in a basket, trying not to burn her fingers in her rush. Smiling wanly at Nell, she headed for the table outside and put them down, then leaned over the railing.
"What's wrong?" Magnus asked from behind her.
She wiped her hands down the legs of her jeans, trying to get rid of the sweat on her palms while she breathed deeply. Turning to him, she tried to smile. "It's okay, nothing really."
"I know my cousin, but don't let her get to you. Talks flat-out and most of it's about things that are none of her business. She means well most of the time," Magnus said.
"She's nice, really," Kate said.
"Hmm," he replied. "Kebabs are done if you are ready."
* * *
"I think I need an early one too," Nell said after dinner. "Lily keeps me awake half the night still, so I may as well get some sleep while I can. Lovely to meet you, Kate. I do hope I see you again."
"Yeah, likewise." As Nell left the room, Kate turned to her host. "I really do need an early night, Magnus," she said, meeting his gaze.
He fleetingly wondered if he would be game enough to take her up on her earlier suggestion. "Fine." Magnus stood and took her hand before pulling her up from her seat. Casually draping an arm over her shoulders, he walked her down the steps and headed toward her car.
Magnus leaned her back against the dusty vehicle and put his hands either side of her head, gazing at her in the moonlight. "I've missed you, Kate," he said, surprising himself. Dipping his head down to her face, he took a deep breath of her scent and relaxed his body against her, pinning her to the car, his mouth on hers.
She melted underneath him, stirring his blood as the small sounds of wanting came from her throat. Her hands pulled at his shirt; cool fingers splayed across the small of his back, forcing their way down into the band of his jeans. Pulling back from her, he looked around, shaking his head.
"I don't believe I'm even contemplating this."
"Surely you've thought about it before now," Kate said, grinning at him.
"Yeah, maybe I did when I was a kid."
"Did you ever do it?" she asked, staring at him with a gleam in her eyes.
"No."
"Well, now's your chance. Boy, you have a lot to catch up on. I think it's about time we started to explore other places to have sex than the bedroom. Are you up for it?"
Magnus grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the stables. The building was in darkness, but he could hear the snorts of the horses and the shuffle of their feet as they moved around in their stalls. Moving along to the end in the dim light, Magnus opened a door and pulled her in. "This is the closest I can come up with," he said. "The old hay loft was pulled down when I had this built."
"I'm sure we can pretend," Kate said as she pulled the rest of his shirt from his jeans. Magnus stood still as she stripped him of his shirt and popped the button on his jeans. "Stop. Take off your clothes first, Kate; then you can finish with mine. I want to watch you strip for me."
Kate smiled at him as he leaned back on the door watching her as shadows played along her body. Her fingers went to the hem of her T-shirt, lifting it over her head. She threw it on the floor in the corner, running her fingers over her breasts and her budded nipples before reaching back and unhooking her bra. She slipped her fingers under the material and, taunting him, she slowly let it drop from her shoulders to the floor.
Magnus watched her, amazed at the heat running through his body at her inexperienced attempt at stripping. When she pulled down her jeans, he wanted to grab her hips and throw her onto the hay, but he waited while she finished. She hooked a finger under the elastic of her panties and slid them down her legs. His resolve just about broke.
Kate reached out to him, her hand taking the zipper and sliding it down over his now throbbing penis. Letting his pants drop to the ground, she ran her hands around his butt, squeezing his cheeks before pulling down his boxer shorts. Standing back, Kate stared at him, making his penis jerk in anticipation of her touch.
He picked up his shirt, and spreading it down on the hay, he hungrily reached for her. Her body molded to his, and she moaned as he held her close. "You, young Kate, are turning into a sex fiend."
"And whose fault is that?" She leaned forward and swirled her tongue around his nipple, tweaking it with her teeth.
Magnus pushed her toward the door, backing her onto the rough timber. "Don't move and hold on tight," he said. He held her arms out wide and placed her hands on the top of the rail, curling her fingers over the wood to grip.
He started at her mouth and licked and nipped his way down her body, savoring the noises that came from deep in her throat. He suckled on her breasts, kneading them with his hands until she squirmed against the door. Kneeling on the ground in front of her, he parted her folds and lapped at her, teasing and stroking her clit with his tongue and teeth before plunging his hot tongue into her depths.
Kate cried out as her orgasm crashed through her. Magnus continued to plunder her, cupping her butt to hold her higher to his mouth as she came again.
He caught her
