Chapter 6

6

KANE

I n front of me were the most beautiful breasts I'd ever seen.

That was all I could think as I stared, speechless, at the topless woman seated on the rock with me. I'd known her breasts would be large, but I hadn't expected them to be so…perfect. Plump and perky and tipped with rose-colored nipples. Her nipples were hard, and I liked to believe it was because of me.

"I guess I should put the shirt on now," she said, reaching out for it.

I didn't move. "No. Just…a second."

She blinked in surprise. Yeah, she hadn't expected that response. She probably hadn't expected to take off her top, only to be gawked at by a speechless perv.

She should have expected that, though. It was becoming clear that she had no idea what she did to me.

"Gillian…" I began.

I wanted to bridge the distance between us and kiss her, but not yet. Not until I was sure that was exactly what she wanted.

She lowered her hand to her lap and stared at me for a long moment. Then she dropped her gaze to her body.

"No man has ever seen me naked before," she said.

"That's still the case," I said. "You're not fully naked."

Was that a dare? A challenge? A request? Yeah, definitely a request. I didn't expect it to work, though.

"Okay," she said. "I guess I should be naked except for the shirt, right? That's the only way to make the picture look real."

Sure. Whatever she said. As long as those shorts and panties came off soon, I'd be happy.

I didn't expect her to remove the panties, though. They wouldn't show in the picture. So when she unfastened her shorts and pushed both those and her panties down, tossing them to the ground next to us, I could only stare, speechless.

Gillian was naked. The sight had my cock throbbing, reminding me I still wore my boxer shorts. I reached down and adjusted myself, hoping to at least keep things from poking out of the hole in my boxers. Her eyes widened as she watched me, squeezing her legs together as though I hadn't already seen her glistening folds.

I didn't even have to touch her to know she was wet for me. And that meant she might very well sleep with me. At the very least, maybe she'd let me touch her. Lick her. Give her an orgasm. Maybe more than one.

Was that against the rules?

"You're beautiful," I said, not taking my eyes off her face.

I wanted her to know that even though her body was doing things to me, it wasn't just that. Everything about her spoke to me.

"Really?" she asked. "I mean, you're the kind of guy who can get any woman he wants, so?—"

"You're the only woman I want," I said. "Nobody else. And I've never said that to a woman before."

I'd never felt that about a woman before today. But I didn't want to scare her off. I just wanted her to know that these words weren't words I said to every woman I wanted to sleep with. Or any woman besides her. And that was the damn truth.

"You…want me?" she asked.

The surprise in her expression went straight to my heart. She shouldn't have been surprised. Any guy would be lucky to have her. But if she felt the same way about me, I'd be the only guy for her for the rest of my life.

"I've never wanted anyone or anything more than I want you right now."

I was still holding the shirt, but it seemed pointless now. I wasn't going to take a picture of her in it. Not yet anyway. Right now, my goal was to keep her out of it.

"Will you…kiss me?" she asked.

They were the words I'd been waiting my whole life to hear. My first thought, though, was a logistical one. I needed to get all this food out of the way so there'd be nothing between us. Or maybe I could just pick her up and carry her?—

"Here," she said, probably noticing that my gaze had shifted to the tent I'd just set up for her. "I want you to kiss me right here."

Whatever my lady wanted, my lady got. I'd make sure of that.

I pulled the blanket and snacks off the rock—she had to wiggle around to get it from underneath her—and set it all on the ground. Then I settled back onto the rock, but this time I left very little space between us. She sat with her legs crossed in front of her, her hands shielding her most private part from my view. She was still trying to be modest.

"Damn, you're hot," I said in the seconds before my lips brushed hers.

The kiss deepened almost immediately, my tongue parting her lips as she sighed into my mouth. My hand went to her neck, sliding toward her nape while running my thumb over her jawline. That brought another moan.

I was still being a perfect gentleman when I felt Gillian's fingers moving over my thigh and toward my boxers. When I let a moan escape, at first, I worried it might scare her off, but it seemed to only make her bolder. She scooted her fingers underneath the hem of my boxers and made her way to the apex of my thigh, inadvertently brushing over my balls.

I bit back a moan that time. I had to focus on her. I couldn't come before I'd given her the orgasm of her life.

Her hand continued roaming over the top of my boxers, finding the open fly. Her fingers wiggled the fabric until she could extract my erection, at which point she wrapped her hand around it.

So much for focusing on her. My entire world was centered on that hand and what it was doing to me. I let her explore, her hand sliding smoothly along my length as she continued to kiss me. I tried to kiss back, but damn, what she was doing to me felt good.

Finally, I pulled back, looking down at her. "Maybe we should go to the tent."

She shook her head. "I want to do it here. Out in the open."

No one could see us here, but there was a thrill to being naked on this rock. It was like we were on top of the world. But I couldn't lay her down and kiss her from head to toe in our current situation.

"Touch me," she said.

She didn't have to ask me twice. Our positioning was awkward, but I managed to cup her breasts, running my thumbs over her nipples while I went in for another kiss. She resumed stroking, and I knew I'd have to stop her soon.

Just one more second.

And one more.

Finally, I pulled back. "Spread your legs for me?"

Her eyes widened as she seemed to get what was about to happen. This was the point where she could back out. I'd stop everything dead in its tracks and wait until she was ready. No matter how long it took.

But instead of stopping me, her mouth slowly spread into a smile. She released my cock, and I immediately missed her touch. But it was a relief. I wanted to come inside her, not in her hand.

"I've never had an orgasm," she said as she spread her legs. "This will be the first time for that too."

That news was a surprise. I knew she was a virgin, but I figured she'd have given herself an orgasm more than a few times over her lifetime.

I was her first…everything. That meant more to me than she'd ever know. But it was also a huge responsibility. I had to make it count.

She leaned back, legs spread, and waited as I moved between them. I didn't take my eyes off her, even as my tongue made contact with her slick folds. When her eyes closed and she tilted her head back, the challenge began. This wouldn't be an ordinary orgasm. It had to be phenomenal.

Challenge accepted.