Page 260 of Historical Hotties
Thor didn’t hesitate. He grasped her arms and steered her toward the bed, laying her back on the mattress with incredible gentleness. Once she was flat on her back, looking up at him with some apprehension, he slanted his mouth over hers—gently at first, but with growing passion when he realized how sweet she tasted. True to her agreement, Caledonia simply lay there and let him kiss her.
She might have even kissed him back.
That emboldened him.
The dress had to come off. With his mouth fixed to hers, he pulled it down in one big yank, pulling it off her feet and lowering his big body on hers. She still had a shift on, a thin linen sheath, and his hands stroked her arms, her shoulder, before moving to her breasts. They were round and full, quite succulent under the shift, which was nearly transparent because it was so fine. His mouth left hers, blazing a trail of kisses down her neck, to her chest, before he moved to her left breast. He kissed it through the fabric before finally clamping his hot mouth on her taut nipple. Suckling her through the fabric nearly brought her off the bed, but not because she was frightened.
Because she liked it.
Their passion was gaining momentum by the moment. The more he suckled and probed her breasts, the more she writhed beneath him and the more aroused he became. Her response was innate, inexperienced, and honest. It only served to excite them even more.
At some point, she stopped simply lying there and letting him do as he wished. Her arms came up, going around him as he suckled her. He could feel her hands timidly touching him, knowing she was feeling what he was feeling, and he smiled as he continued to suckle. He’d hoped to awaken her a little and could see that he was succeeding. Caledonia’s apprehension seemed to be gone as she arched shamelessly against his mouth, her body wanting to experience all he had to offer. It was everything she had been denied for all of these years. She had no idea that a touch could be so sweet, a kiss so tender.
She wanted more.
Thor wanted her so badly he could hardly think straight. He’d expected this experience to be slow and pleasant, but it was quickly turning into a roaring blaze. The more she responded, the more forceful he became. At some point, he stopped feasting on her breasts long enough to remove her shift and his breeches with it. Then they were nude on the bed, their limbs intertwining, flesh against flesh.
Thor was on fire.
He pushed his knees between her legs, pulling her knees apart. He trailed his fingers to her inner thighs and heard her moan softly, but he slanted his mouth over hers again and the sounds were muffled. Slowly, his hands moved up to the dark curls between her legs and delicately roved over the outer flesh.
Caledonia startled when she felt his fingers caressing her. He did not probe her, merely touched her, and it gave her the opportunity to become accustomed to his touch. Robert had never touched her there, except with his male member, so to feelThor’s hand down there was a new and arousing experience. She wasn’t afraid.
In fact, she liked it.
Shockingly, she liked it.
Thor’s fingers finally probed her, gently at first. Given the fact that she had given birth to three children, she’d had her share of midwives between her legs, and it wasn’t a completely foreign feeling, but the way Thor was touching her most definitely was. He kept on with his forceful kisses, inserting his finger into her carefully and hearing her gasp at the penetration.
“Did I hurt you?” he whispered raggedly.
She shook her head. “Nay.”
“Are you uncomfortable? Should I stop?”
All Caledonia could do was shake her head, winding her arms around his neck and timidly slanting her lips over his. Laughing low in his throat, Thor pushed two fingers into her, mimicking the thrusting rhythm that would soon be taking place. Her body throbbed and pulled at him and he could no longer wait to claim her. Removing his fingers, he placed his manhood against her.
Slowly, he thrust into her because he wanted to measure her reaction. Would it be too much? Would she resist? But Caledonia showed no signs of breaking, opening her legs wider for him in a gesture that had him on fire. Two full thrusts and he was fully seated, and then the primal rhythm took hold. He thrust into her again and again, feeling his climax approaching faster than he had believed possible. Beneath him, Caledonia moved with his body, wrapping her legs around his hips, pulling him down into her. Her hands, so still when they had begun, were now moving over him—his chest, his torso, his hips. When she touched his buttocks, however, it was his undoing—he released into her with a growl of satisfaction that shook them both.
Caledonia felt his member throbbing within her and knew what it meant. It was the only thing Robert lived for and then he was quickly gone. But she had actually been enjoying this moment with Thor so much that she was disappointed that it was over so quickly. Or so she thought.
Thor wasn’t done yet.
Even after he climaxed, he continued to move within her, still full and hard. Thor wanted her to enjoy this as much as he had and moved his hands under her hips, holding her against him as he continued to thrust into her. Caledonia’s body was responding, the heat in her loins like liquid fire that was blooming in intensity. Every time their bodies came together, sparks flew. She could feel them. More sparks and she was quickly approaching… something. She didn’t even know what it was, but it was as if her entire body was lifting. Rising out of the bed. Then his last, hard thrust threw her over the brink and she experienced her first release.
Caledonia pealed a cry as her entire body stiffened with rapture. Thor’s mouth descended swiftly on hers to muffle the cry as he felt her heated walls pull at him. Her first release was monumental. Her body was electrified by it. Given her reaction, he was fairly certain she’d never experienced one before.
He was glad it was with him.
Caledonia wasn’t sure what had happened. All that she knew was that she had never before felt such rapturous pleasure. It came from the junction where their bodies joined, and she put her hand down there, curious and exploring, but was so sensitive that she immediately had another release as soon as she touched herself. Realizing where it came from, and how good it felt, she rubbed herself again and more ripples coursed through her. Thor, still embedded in her, remained where he was, feeling her body adjust to something it had never had the pleasure ofexperiencing before. He gently kissed her neck, her shoulder, her earlobe, as Caledonia fondled them both.
And then he grew hard again.
Thor didn’t know how long they spent in a clutch, making love, fondling one another, acquainting themselves with something that was beyond simple pleasure. It was shocking and delirious and erotic. Caledonia’s curious hands played with him long into the night.
And he let her.
CHAPTER TEN
