Naive Little Girl

She stood there as he stroked her through the silk. The brave little soldier. Until he got to her breasts. They slipped into his hands, warm and full and round. She caught her breath as he caressed them. Made a soft, breathy sigh. 

He opened his eyes and gazed down to see that her kids had dropped. She had clenched her hands hard into a fist. Her nails are digging into her palms. Her face scrunched up as she tried hard not to give in. She was fighting with her instincts to lean on him and enjoy herself. How she fights hard for everything else. She was too kind for her own good. Killian was not related to her but she had already formed a bond with that child.

The determination to save everything always ruins everything. And who knew it better than him? His eyes flickered and burnt. He pressed harder.

He brushed his thumbs lightly across her nipples. They were hard as flower buds. She gasped, and her lips parted.