And right now, everything was perfect. Maybe he'd tell her what was bothering him tonight. But if he didn't, she wouldn't ask. She couldn't risk it.
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Devlin pulled up the cabin after a leisurely 45 minute drive. He always went about 20 MPH slower when Kaylie was on the back of his bike. But even when he wasn't, he found himself being a bit more careful on the road. He had someone now. His devil may care attitude was shifting. He frowned, not sure he liked the change.
Devil's weren't supposed to be cautious. He shook off the feeling of foreboding that was coming over him. Tonight he would finally get what he wanted. He'd never waited for anything this long before in his life. His fingers itched to touch her skin as he parked and dismounted. Kaylie must have sensed his mood because she was quiet as he pulled off her helmet and led her to the front porch.
He fished around for the hidden key and unlocked the door. He flipped on a light and guided Kaylie inside. The cabin was rustic but clean. A frequent hide out for anyone in the SOS who needed to lie low, it had been in Dev's family since the 1950's. Other than that, his folks had brought him out here for vacations when he was kid. Now it was mostly unused.
She looked around her, taking it in.
"What is this place?"
"My Grandfather built it. Do you like it?"
She nodded her head but didn’t say anything else. He could tell she was overwhelmed. Whether by the cabin itself, or the prospect of spending the night alone with him, he wasn't sure. He took her hand and pulled her to the back of the house.
"Come on, let me show you the best part."
There was a screen door that led to a back porch. He pushed it open and Kaylie made a sweet surprised gasp. The sun was setting over the small lake. It was unbelievably private. A tire swing hung on a tree branch, dangling over the water.
"It's beautiful!"
He smiled at the rapturous expression on her face.
"The view's even better from in here."
He took her back inside and up a flight of stairs into a large bedroom. He pulled her into his arms. He couldn't wait any longer. He needed her. He needed to forget the world and lose himself in her sweetness. She was looking down at his chest, looking very nervous suddenly. He licked his lips and lowered his head. He knew how to make her relax… how to drive her wild.
He took his time kissing her, using his mouth alone. After a while he pulled her closer to him, sliding his hands up and down her delicious back to cup her sweetly rounded bottom. When he pressed her against the hardness in his pants she sighed audibly. He groaned as he resisted the urge to grind himself into her softness. There was no need to rush. He'd told her mother she'd be home by dawn. They had all night. And he intended to use it.
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Devlin was unbuttoning her blouse while he nibbled on her earlobes. Her sudden shyness was evaporating, just as the certainty that he was going to finally make love to her tonight was setting in. She had a general idea of the mechanics involved in sex, just none of the specifics. Thankfully Dev seemed to know exactly what he was doing.
Her breath was coming in little pants as he slid her blouse off and over her shoulders. He groaned as his hands closed over her thin cotton bra. He caressed her gently, kissing her mouth again before she felt him unhook her bra behind her. As soon as her bra was off everything changed. He stared down at her naked chest for a moment with an absorbed look on his face. Then he went wild. His hands were everywhere and his mouth- oh, his mouth was everywhere too. He lavished her breasts with attention endlessly before scooping her up and laying her on the bedspread. Then he pulled his shirt off and pressed himself against her.
Oh god-
The heat of his chest felt incredible against her breasts and stomach. He was kissing her again as he rocked his hips into hers. There was no doubt now. That's what he wanted to do.
She wanted to do it too.
She didn't protest when his fingers found the button on her denim shorts. He deftly undid them and pushed them down over her hips, taking her panties part of the way so that her body was barely covered at all. He leaned back and pulled her shorts off of her legs. Then he settled between her legs, slowly tracing his finger along the top edge of her panties while she waited breathlessly to see what he would do. He was staring at her junction with a heavy lidded look in his eyes. Heat radiated from his hands where they rested on her hips.
Finally he moved, one hand hovering over her mound. She shivered as he began lightly touching her through her panties, making small circles over her femininity before retreating. Then he began again, slowly teasing her until she was writhing on the bed. The weight of his legs pressed down on hers, holding her in place as her hips bucked slowly. Finally he leaned forward, kissing her as he used his other hand to pull her panties down and away.