Page 40 of The Icy Highlander's Bride
"I would." Daniel smiled, bringing his mouth so close to hers that she could feel his lips forming the words. "Because I might be able to change her mind. Would ye let me try?"
Lana leaned up, trying to trap his lips with her own, but Daniel pulled away with a smirk. He wanted to hear her answer.
"I might," she murmured.
Her hips shifted forward, and her thighs pressed against his own. His arousal was growing, and he wondered if she would be surprised to feel exactly what she was doing to him. But she didn't pull away.
Daniel closed his eye at the sensation of Lana pressing herself against him, holding back a groan.
"Kiss me," Lana said, clearly amused as she realized the power she had over him.
But Daniel pulled his hips away, not ready to give in. He brought his mouth close to her ear and whispered, "Beg."
He had to hold her up, as her knees buckled at the word.
"Please," Lana said, her voice husky with desire. "Kiss me now."
Finally, his mouth was on hers. Finally, his hips were grinding against hers, and his manhood was long and hard against her belly. Lana had never felt anything like it, and she thought she might fall apart with the new sensations flowing through her.
Somehow they ended up on the ground, sitting together. Lana felt the cold earth and the soft, tickling grass beneath her legs, but she didn't have time to think about it. Daniel was licking down her neck, and his fingers were beneath her neckline. She was shocked to realize he had freed a breast from its confines, but then his lips wrapped around her nipple.
She couldn't help crying out, and she couldn't help the gentle moans escaping her lips as his tongue flicked against her nipple. Her hands were in his hair, pulling him closer. She wanted moreof him, and she didn't protest when his hand reached around to the back of her dress. She felt the fabric loosen as he pulled at the strings that the shopkeeper had haphazardly re-tied.
Daniel leaned back and looked down at her, taking in her bare breasts with a possessive look that sent a shiver up her spine. She suddenly felt shy, sitting here so exposed to him, but then his hand came up to gently rub circles across one breast while his mouth ravished the other. He guided her back so she lay down, and then he threw his leg over her own.
He ground his hips against hers, rocking back and forth, and Lana felt the full length of him. She was curious, eager to know more, and suddenly Daniel took her hand and guided it to his arousal. He ground into her hand even as he continued to kiss up and down her breasts, occasionally finding his way back to her lips.
All at once, Lana felt cool air on her calves, and then she felt the fabric of her dress bunching around her knees. Daniel's hand pushed her skirts up, the very move he had tried twice before. But this time, she didn't stop him.
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Daniel had expected Lana to push him away. After all, this was usually the moment when she stopped him. But he pushed her skirts above her knees and trailed his fingers up her inner thigh, and she didn't stop him. Instead, her hand pressed more boldly against his covered erection.
Still, Daniel wanted to be sure that Lana wanted this. Even though she was lying beneath him, looking desperate for more, he didn't want her to regret this when she had a chance to clear her head. So instead of continuing his journey to the warmth between her legs, he pulled away. He looked down at her, waiting.
"Please," Lana moaned, an adorable crease forming between her eyebrows. "Please daenae stop."
Daniel smiled at her and kissed her gently, but then he quickly deepened the kiss. Lana nipped his bottom lip, and he dipped his hand back beneath her skirts. He delighted in the soft skin of herthighs, but he didn't linger there for long. Instead, he trailed his fingers to the warm wetness between her legs.
Lana cried out, a sound of shock and pleasure that made his manhood throb. He had never imagined how ready she was for him, but her eagerness delighted him. Perhaps Lana had been dreaming about this just as long as he had.
He slid his fingers up and down her slickness, letting her get used to the sensation. She was already quivering, and he felt certain he would soon make her scream.
His fingers sliding up and down her folds brought her such pleasure that she could only close her eyes and embrace the sensations. Lana pressed her head against the hard ground and tried to still the tremors in her legs. Her hand dropped away from Daniel's length, and then his hips pressed against her thigh as his fingers slid deeper into her core. Daniel explored higher, and then he found the perfect spot that made her cry out as a jolt of pleasure burst through her.
Lana heard his confident chuckle above her, and she glared up at him. His fingers paused in retaliation, and once again she had to beg.
"Nay," Lana whined. "Daenae stop. Please keep goin'."
He gave a satisfied smile, and then his fingers began to circle her sensitive spot before finding a rhythm.
"Oh!" Lana cried out as her whole body began to tense up around a growing pressure deep in her core.
It was like a ball of energy building inside of her, with all parts of her gathering around it as Daniel stroked her.
"That's it," he purred.
His mouth found its way back to her breast, and he began pleasuring both parts of her simultaneously, finding the perfect rhythm to drive her closer and closer to the edge.
