His hands slid underneath her tank top. Abruptly, he shifted her onto her rump and whisked the top over her head. She gasped, but before she could react, he'd pushed her onto her back.
"Robby." She struggled to catch her breath, painfully aware that each breath caused her bare breasts to heave. And he was watching, his eyes downcast.
"Ye're so beautiful." He rested a hand on her rib cage, then slowly moved it up to cup the underside of a breast.
Her nipples pebbled, and she closed her eyes, feeling suddenly shy and embarrassed. She shivered when Robby nuzzled her neck and nibbled on her ear.
"Yer nipples are growing darker," he whispered. "They were a lovely shade of pink, but now they're turning red. Do ye think they're more sensitive now?"
She jolted, her eyes flying open, when he tweaked a hardened tip.
"Och, I was right."
She watched as he lowered his head and circled his tongue around her nipple. With his free hand, he cupped her other breast and teased the nipple with his thumb. She moaned. She'd never felt anything this good before.
He sucked her nipple into his mouth.
She jerked in response. Oh, now this was even better. She'd never felt anything this wonderful. Her fingers dug into his back. Her toes curled.
He was doing something incredible with his tongue. And it was making her squirm. Making her feel wet.
He released her nipple and she stared at it, shocked that it could be so red and distended. He moved to her other breast and clamped down on the nipple. All the itchy, wiggly sensations started again. They prickled her skin and sent waves of heat straight to her vagina.
With a moan, she squirmed and pressed her thighs together.
His hand skimmed over her pajama shorts. Her heart lurched. Yes. She lifted her hips just as his hand cupped her.
She gasped. She lowered her hips to the floor and held her breath. She'd never gone this far before. The one time she'd come close, she'd caught the guy lying and she'd stopped him.
But now all she could feel were her own sensations, and Robby was making it so good. He suckled her breast gently and started pressing his hand against her core, massaging her in a circular motion. Her nervousness melted away and she was able to breathe. Her breaths matched the movement of his hand. It felt like her whole body was in sync with his hand.
She moaned and rocked her hips in rhythm with his hand. This was definitely the most incredible thing she'd ever felt. Her whole body was tingling and tensing.
He released her breast and blew on it. She shuddered. Then suddenly, the slow, languid circles weren't enough. Her fingers dug into his back. "Robby."
"Yes, love." He slipped his fingers inside the baggy hem of the pajama shorts and stroked the damp hair.
She whimpered. Something intense and amazing was building inside her.
He hooked his fingers around the crotch of her pajama shorts and pulled them down her legs.
She'd never been completely naked with a man before, but instead of feeling awkward, she was desperate. "Robby, please."
He seemed to understand she was past the point of gentle coaxing. He slid a finger inside her wet passage, then pressed his thumb against her clitoris.
She cried out as her orgasm shot through her. She pressed her legs together as her spasms squeezed his finger.
She pressed a hand against her chest as her breathing slowly returned to normal. She noted his eyes looked red again. Strange, but maybe it was just a reflection from the fire. His smile was decidedly smug.
She grinned. He had good reason to be proud. "You were incredible. I've never felt anything so wonderful before."
His mouth twitched. "Are ye sure?"
"Yes."
He moved between her legs and pressed a kiss into her belly. "Are ye really sure?"
Her mouth fell open as he trailed kisses down her belly, into her pubic hair, and then between her legs. She jolted at the feel of his tongue teasing her clitoris. Good God, he was right. This was even more wonderful.