The days of the family's gathering had passed in a whirl and Daniella knew that there was no turning back from the bond that had arisen between her and Bernat, her clever and attentive uncle, the academic at Barcelona University so different from the man she had spent time with and whose company she sought whenever the chance arose. His outrageous flirting with her, his twenty-year-old niece, had become something deeper, a bond that had her imagining what it would be like to be his lover. The thought was taking a stronger hold in her whenever they were together, and the family was around them. During the reunion holiday in Mallorca, the extended family resided in the holiday properties that they owned and were, at other times, rented out to visitors. She had bonded with him and had begun to worry that people would notice her infatuation and that her feelings, her longing to be loved by an experienced man, made her over-familiar. No one would know that such feelings and desires were keeping her awake at night and that pleasuring herself was no substitute for his touch and experienced ways.
Now, in the early hours of the morning the shuddering booms of thunder, and frequent flashes of lightning, provoked her to get out of her bed and open the door that led out onto the balcony that ran past her window and of the room next door. She wondered if Bernat would be awake, and she peered out. She was soon surprised to see him seated on the narrow bench placed there. From it, and on fine days and nights, visitors could enjoy the views over the rooftops of the houses below them and to the Mediterranean Sea beyond.
'Bernat?' she whispered, nervily, because they really would be alone now, futile as that was in the noise that assailed her. She saw him pull away the button earphones that he had plugged into his iPhone as she touched his shoulder. 'How long have you been out here?'
'Since before the storm began and now, Dani, the music I've been listening to, goes well with it.' He gazed up at the young woman before him, her hair a delightful straggly mess framing her slender, almond-shaped, face. He saw her lovely lips tremble as Dani met his look upon her.
'It's a miracle you're not cold...I am' she said, disconcerted by his undoubted appraising look upon her, the raging wind provoked by the storm wind pressing her T-shirt and shaping her.
'I'm not, and the heat of the last few days has been broken.' He continued to gaze up at her, at a young woman with her silken skin, lightly perfumed as it always seemed to be and that he noticed whenever they were together. His thoughts and feelings could so easily become enslaved by her, Dani's undoubted and youthful innocence strangely appealing. He felt uncommonly pleased to have his niece's company as the thunderstorm raged all around them.
'I guess so...but these storms aren't what I am used to.'
'Don't be frightened by them, you're not alone.'
'And I'm glad for that.
Dressed only in a collegiate T-shirt and drawstring shorts that revealed her slender thighs, she could just make out his appraising look upon her. It would be the first time that she would be truly alone with him; barbecues on the beach, sailing and swimming and snorkeling with Bernat, and being guided to see the wonders of the rocky shoreline, had all brought her to this moment with him. Clever he may be, but he was also athletic. Along with that went his consideration for her, the talking about things of interest, his jokes, and many easy words that had made her laugh. She relished every moment that she could be with him, the man with that smiling face, his lovely mouth, and those dark and wonderful eyes that seemed to linger upon her whenever they were together, or when she caught him looking her way when others were around and too busy to notice what was playing out between them.
She knew again, as she lingered by his seat, that she wanted a man who would make a woman of the inexperienced girl she sometimes thought herself to be; fumbles with young guys never leading to sharing the heat. She wanted someone very special to bring deeper and more fulfilling experiences to her.
'May I sit with you?' She would be with a ragingly attractive older man, a man who wore baggy lounge pants and a silk dressing gown, loosely fastened against the chill; his greying hair a luxuriant mess that he swept away from his unshaven face. The earphones now hung around his neck.
'I'd like that, now come here.' She felt the slow brush of his fingers to the inside of her thigh as she did so. 'Don't you get cold looking so pretty, will you?'
'Not with you I won't, Bernat,' she answered on hearing the pleasure in his voice. She never could get to say 'uncle' and he didn't want to hear that from her either.
Bernat drew her down beside him and persuaded Dani to put her legs across his lap. 'I...I wondered if I would get the chance to be with you like this, so perhaps the storm is a sign. What do you think?'
She felt a moment's unease that he should speak so directly, but she loved his slow, measured caresses to her skin, the teasing brush of his fingers over the silken smoothness of her thighs, then under the frilly hem of her shorts.
'I...I...' she stammered, his touches arousing the first flush of moisture in her pussy. They were touches she had no real experience of, even as a nineteen-year-old and soon to turn twenty. 'I wondered if I'd be with you....like this, some time and soon. May I tell you that?'
She had said it in a childlike voice, and he reached out to touch her face as she looked over at him.
'Of course, you can tell me, and I have wondered how it should be me that might help you...help you to learn of love with a man, although what I've heard from your mother about you, and such things, surprise me.'
She wondered what had been said. She looked down at his hand and touched it but did not slow him in his gentle caresses that she knew would bring new experiences to each other. 'Mother spoke to you about me and my boyfriends, I suppose?'
'Not in any detail...just that you are particular, waiting even for someone to be with you.'
'That's something, I suppose.' She heard the soft persuasion in his voice as he spoke of something deeply personal to her.
'None of that matters. How it's been between us these last few days have been different and does matter to me, Dani.'
'For me too. I can tell you that now.' She loved to hear his deep, confiding voice and how Bernat now touched her thigh, smoothed his fingers slowly, lingeringly, over soft flesh.
Bernat drew her closer, still, and put an arm about her shoulders. There was enough light to see the mix of doubt and expectation in her wide eyes. He moved enough to slowly kiss her, to brush his fingers over the evident swell of her breasts, seen so often when she wore her bikinis, the range of colours and what they covered, or revealed of her body, engaging his full attention. Now he felt their weight and fulsome shape, felt her squirm and gasp as he gently clamped upon them, his breaths on her lips.
'What I feel for you goes beyond family,' he confessed, sensing her shivers and hearing a soft moan of dismay as he touched her nipples. 'I...I won't deny that I want you and that I have wanted to share love with you.' He lifted her face and met her wide-eyed look on him. 'Does it shock you, what I am telling you now?'
'No, because I know that feeling too...and want that so badly!' Dani gasped, the rushes of longing for him that his touches aroused too much to bear. She touched his face and felt a moment's caress to her throat and moved in response to what his touches had so quickly aroused in her. 'I haven't been able to keep what happened in the sea this morning out of my mind...what you did and said.'
'And...and it bothers you, what those words might mean?'
'Yes, they confuse me because feelings and actions conflict. You wanted to make it possible, to show me how to love, and yet we are family The others would not understand what I am feeling, and people have said all sorts of things about you.'
'Well said and it is how I feel too. You are in my blood now, do you know that?'
'Bernat,' she whispered with her head bowed as she watched his hand caressing her thigh and then press against her pussy's slicked lips, touches she had no wish to stop. 'Slowly, Bernat, please. Let me learn of this with you, but slowly. I...I only know so much.'
Dani stilled the progress of his slow caresses to her legs. She could feel the press of his penis against her thigh as he twisted to face her as best as the bench seat allowed. She felt his fingers smooth over her throat before they lifted her face to meet his gaze. The torrent of water from the roof now spilled over the gutter above them and cascaded to the ground far below. It did not distract them from what was happening. She trembled out of longing for what Bernat did, the feelings that he aroused and were so new to her, and out of fear for the ferocity of the storm...what it might portend if she let him into her body...when he made love to her. The cramps in her belly, in her pussy, were unlike anything that she had felt before.
He moved, and his now hard penis pressed against her thigh as Bernat's fingers traced a slow path over her breasts and then down between her legs. He brushed the fabric of her pyjama shorts, then pressed his fingers into her in a slow steady rhythm. His breaths were on her lips as she looked at him, then down at what he was doing...to her and for her.
'Teach me, show me, please?' she asked on a low groan of submission before reaching out to tug on his hair, then in submission to his kisses and more insistent, circling and probing, presses of his fingers into her. His touches soon found her, and she instinctively clenched her vagina's muscles around them, heightening the pleasure that he now brought. She surrendered to his kisses, squirming as his fingers moved in her body and his tongue swirled in her mouth. 'You can help me!'
'I want to, so let...so let me be the one to set the bird in you free, Dani?' he kissed again. 'I want you...want to be with you like this as we become lovers.'
'Can we?'
'Yes, we can.' He kissed her slowly as his questing and seducing caresses continued and found soft moist flesh. 'We can...the question is...should we? Will you let me love you...your uncle with his wicked ways as you may have heard others tell you about?'
'I never believed any of that, not every detail!'
'You should have. I'm not good on my own or for too long. I want to be the one to end your particular loneliness and love with the beautiful young woman that you are.'
'You can be the one!' Bernat was easing away her fears, all to be replaced by unknown pleasures and the slow seduction of her fears and loss of restraint. She had never known of the raging cramps in her tummy, in her pussy, and the tingle in her nipples, all of them signs of her arousal and expectation.
He heard the soft, sharp, intakes of breath as his fingers pressed into her, awkwardly easing away the fabric of her thin cotton shorts and he knew how soft and wet her pink folds would be, his caresses opening the way for him when she was taken to his bed. His questing touches, his kisses and soft breaths on her skin had not wavered and now his fingers purposefully slipped under the hem and moved over her wet pussy lips. Her halting breaths were soon on his lips.
'It would be crazy...you and me,' she groaned, even as her body and mind were possessed by her uncle's ways. They had been, almost from the moment he had arrived on the island, and she had learned he would be sleeping in the room next to hers. She had even taken to wondering if her mother, knowing of his reputation had wanted him to be the one to love her and make a woman of her. She felt as if she was burning up, her mind alert and no longer having to fantasize about him...about them touching and getting together; thoughts of being naked in his arms and being shown how to love with a man and to give of her body to him. Yes, Bernat would make a woman of her.
Bernat eased her from him and stood before her, his back to the rain and the glow of lightning that still lit the sky from time to time. He drew closer and gripped the hand she held out to touch him. He pulled it onto his straining prick that now shaped the front of his lounge pants.
'It would be no crazier than to want it but do nothing about it,' he murmured as he felt her hands hold him, to squeeze and stroke in her inexperienced ways. There was a thrill to be discovered in loving her and that young, full-breasted body. 'I'll help you...help to show you how it goes.'
She met his kiss and squirmed as his hands now cupped her breasts under the flimsy fabric of her tee. Dani felt his hands draw her to him, caress her neck and then share again in deepening kisses, his hands on her skin, his fingers sliding between her buttocks then moving slowly to knead the hollows of her hips, all the while pressing forward so that she could feel his penis, so hard and swollen in his lust for her young body. Her innocence would be a challenging change from those he went with, be they old or young.
'Go on...touch me...keep touching me!' she gasped and clinging to him, unable to stop the shivers or longing that he aroused, the flush of wetness between her thighs becoming a flood.
His kisses and caresses aroused rushes of nagging cramps and longing for him through her body, the cramps in her belly unlike anything she had known of before; waves of moist heat in her pussy and she shivered, thought she'd had her first true orgasm and at his hands.
'Sorry, I couldn't stop that...or this!' She clung to him as pleasure wracked her body and she shuddered until sagging against him; languished under his touches and slow kisses.
'Don't be sorry, darling girl, but enjoy the moments we can have, every one of them.'
In dismay, and from the novelty of a man's fingers bringing her on, she felt him slide her hand under the waistband of her shorts. Together, they soon found her moisture, parted, and caressed her pussy's lips. She felt hot down there, in contrast to the cool of the night's storm.
She didn't stop him but allowed Bernat to pull away her tee and for her to lean against him, her back pressed against his naked chest and his prick pressing her bum as his hands cupped her heavy breasts, bringing shuddering pleasure through her nipples. She squirmed on feeling him caress their tips in mesmerising strokes and gentle pinches, her nipples hard buds that he pinched and tugged upon, gently but purposefully. She felt his breaths on her neck, to the side of her throat, and then his lips offering sucking kisses to her skin.
'I'll...I'll take care of everything,' he groaned as she worked him, clamped one hand to his prick as the other guided his fingering of her.
'Take me...show me!' she gasped, raising her head in pleasure as she felt his breaths on her throat, his touches sending shivers of an uncommon longing and certainty for all that would follow. She wanted her uncle to fuck her...for Bernat to bring that length of flesh and plumb her; to stretch her tight pussy and make a woman of her.
'Let me be the one to help you?' he asked again, needlessly.
'Yes, now come on! I want to do it and do it with you! No one will hear us in this storm. My door is locked...I always do that.'
She rushed from him and into Bernat's bedroom, soon tugging away his dressing gown and kneeling to pull down his lounge pants over his strong hairy thighs. She took his trembling length in her mouth or slicked her tongue tip over it, performed oral tricks that she did know of, and it was enough to bring him on, his hands in her hair of no consequence as her tongue slicked him and her fingers kneaded his heavy sac before she moved to caress his length, stroked his arcing penis as her lips and tongue circled the tip before she throated him, grazed his veined skin with her teeth.
'Yes go on you wonder...go on!' he groaned, his hands in her hair but not pulling on it. He wanted these first moments to endure. 'Go slow...just do it slowly...yes...like that.'
Bernat languished under her touches and enjoyed the moments discovered with a large-breasted and engaging young woman as the storm raged outside.
'I love you for helping me...wanting me.'
She said it on looking up at him, the single bedside lamp casting a soft glow into the room, now that the thunderstorm was passing. Only distant rumbles of thunder could still be heard.
'But this type of love is best saved for someone your age.'
'None of that matters, our ages!' she retorted, her hands still working him. 'Never, and certainly not now!'
'Dani...Dani!' he groaned and pulled her up to him. She was lifted like a doll into his arms, and, through snorted kisses, she was encouraged to wrap her legs around his waist, felt his hands on her buttocks then his fingers as they teased her butt hole, before slicking over her pussy's lips, parted them as the tip of his penis and his hard length pressed between them, offered caresses that had her squirming to prolong them.
'You feel wonderful against me!' she gasped, bending to kiss his upturned face and groaning through them until his ways had her shuddering out of uncommon pleasure. 'I'm yours...with you now!'
Dani gushed and clung to him, brushing her breasts over his chest, rose, and slowly fell as the tip of his penis gradually opened the way to his deep penetration of her young body.
'Oh God...oh God! It's happening and it's happening to me!' she gasped, looking down at him as she felt his lips on her breast, his fingers gently caressing her secret place.
Daniela felt lost as she wrapped her arms around his neck and was embraced and he kept her on the edge of a dizzying fall into unknown pleasures. She shuddered; felt her pussy burn as his fingers, the slip of his penis against her, stretched and eased. Others she'd gone with, thus far, had made her bleed. She wondered what his penis would do in opening her fully before he found and stretched her in ways that she had only imagined before and were now being made ragingly real.
Dani kept her arms about his neck, already feeling the ache in her thighs as she was held to him; succumbed to his questing caresses as the tip of his penis teased her slicked opening, the bulbous tip entering then was eased away in a slow rhythm of entry and withdrawal, the press gentle, then more urgent; the rhythm beguiling.
'I'm still a virgin...have not been with a man....completely.' Her tone held embarrassment for having to confess that it had been so.
'I know, you darling, and that I should be the one to help you through.'
'I've loved how we are together, and I trust you...trust you to love and care for me'
Bernat moved to carry her to the bed, coaxed her to lie back as he tugged open the drawer of the bedside cabinet and soon slicked a condom over his penis, Dani resting back on her elbows and gazing at him full of longing and expectancy.
Dani shivered on seeing him kneel between her legs, his slow caresses to her thighs inflaming her senses. She shivered as he kissed her skin, offered lazy kisses to the inside of her thighs, and then up to her shaven mons, just a spiral of hair to be found at her crack. His fingers slowly parted her lips before he leaned down and buried his face against her folds; fingered her slowly before they entered deeper, but slowly in a mesmerising rhythm of tongue and fingers.
She bucked her hips and squirmed; tugged on his hair to keep Bernat to her. 'Go on...go on! It doesn't hurt Bernat, so love me!'
Bernat gloried in her breasts and how they sagged, her nipples hard and proud. He kissed them, tugged upon them gently, and could not keep from her the delight that he took in being allowed to claim her in every way that he knew.
She gaped at what he would bring to her slender body, at all that would soon stretch and fill her as he knelt before her once more. His penis was erect and trembled, its swollen tip seen to glisten from a slick of liquid she took to be her pussy's juices. She saw the veins proud on its sides, bulging and dark, his testicles in their sac hardening. She stroked it in slow slips of her hands, and the flattened tips of her fingernails dragged slowly over his skin not covered by the rubber.
'Yes...yes...do that!' he grunted, thrusting his hips forward to meet these new claims as she sat up before him, her hands on his hips and then on his hard flesh.
'Uncle...Bernat!' The man was so virile and she tugged away the rubber. 'Use that in a moment!'
He would bring to her as yet undiscovered pleasure; of that, she no longer doubted as she found her ways with him. She stuck out her tongue and slid it up until it touched the tip, her mouth then engulfed it, and she began to slip and slide over him in deepening movements until she thought she would gag. To taste and tease the tip was more than enough for her and so it seemed for him also.
'You wild...wild girl!' he groaned, his hands in her hair. 'You...you don't have to do that for me, not now.'
'I want you to be the one to help me to learn and share moments like this...my real first time.'
He heard the worry and fear that the sight of his aroused penis and the renewal of questing caresses of his hands and fingers aroused in her. She would learn of the certainty of claiming her body and from all that he sought to do for her.
'I won't do anything to hurt you...what you don't want from me....you know that don't you, Dani...you wonder?'
His soft consoling words and ways soothed her and his touches inflamed a wild sense of expectation, his tender words soon to be contrasted with what he sought to do with and for her. The storm had passed, and now soft moonlight was just to be seen lighting the room through the scudding clouds.
'Lie down...' she demanded, and he obliged, feeling those wonderful breasts sweep over his belly as Dani leaned forward and over him.
She bent forward and her mouth again engulfed the tip of his penis, her warm moist lips slowly, lingeringly, enveloping him. She then sucked. Abject pleasure coursed through his body. It jerked in response to what she did and what soon raged in his mind. He was taking his niece to new places, a sense of guilt and the sensations she aroused in him coursing through his veins and wondering mind. They were like uncontrollable flashes of lighting and jolts in the air of the thunderstorm that had passed over them.
'Stop...stop!'
He wouldn't be able to live down the embarrassment of losing it and cumming in her mouth. It seemed that she was now in another place. Dani gave him no reprieve. She squeezed harder and sucked on his prick like it was an ice cream, in long slow lingering sucks drawing up until only the tip was in her mouth. A hand gripped his sac, squeezing gently as her head bobbed up and down on his cock.
'Swallow...you've got me now!' He gasped, the young woman suddenly in control. He pushed up and writhed as he felt the impossible tightening in his belly as the pressure built in his sac and penis until he let go. He exploded and felt her move to offer silencing kisses as he grunted incoherently. He had spurted his clammy semen onto her breasts.
'I have...some of it.' She had him taste what was on her lips. 'I...I couldn't stop myself. I loved your taste and feel of you there.'
'It's okay...crazy but okay,' he murmured in dismay that she had brought him to this. He kept sweeping her hair away from Dani's face as they shared in this shared moment of discovery. 'It's new, but you pleased me.'
He still had an irrepressible ache in his belly and his penis throbbed; his desire for her young, full-breasted body was far from satisfied. This slender young woman would take him to quite another place, both in body and mind. Her inexpert ways were an aphrodisiac that had to be tasted.
'Girl, that was crazy...simply crazy,' Bernat whispered, awed by her wantonness. He pushed her down and soon felt the heat and moisture of her pussy, the gleaming wetness of her lips, and her deep state of arousal. 'I'm the one for you now...'
He glides his tongue in and out of her pussy, nibbles kisses to soft lips and she puts her hands on his head and to encourage him and not wanting his claims upon her in these ways to end. She bucks her hips, does so to meet his eating out of her as Bernat continues to lick and suck on her clit, hingers slowly tracing a path over her pussy, as her legs parted to afford him access. Dani gasped, her lips trembling as if in a silent scream, or call to him, as he fingered her and offered sucking kisses before he slowly claimed her slicked warmth. Dani arched her back and clamped, then eased on him as she worked his fingers into her.
'You darling man!' she yelps, shuddering as an orgasm courses through her belly and she clamps his head with her thighs, shudders as waves of pleasure crash over her. She's being loved with mind and body and is being coaxed to let go of everything.
'Now me...let me be the one to really find and love you.'
'Oh, how I want that,' she groaned, writhing underneath him, her body quivering in anticipation as he moved from her. Distracted she asks, 'Put on the condom for me, just in case!'
'Yes, of course.' He had become lost in his anticipation of taking her.
Bernat positioned himself between her legs. He grabbed his penis in one hand and placed it at her entrance, its domed tip soon slicked by the moist warmth that seeped from within her and invited his entry. He let out a gasp of relief as his deepest desire became a livid reality. He would claim a young woman's body. He would apply gentle, questing pressure and slowly break through the wall of her remaining resistance. He would ease and wait, then enter again slowly but deeper, then ease out once more. He would wait and go no further until she asked it of him.
Dani's hands clamped and caressed his skin; did so out of fear and mounting pleasure from what he brought to claim her slender body.
'It's okay...go slowly Bernat! I love the feeling you bring so go on,' she now urged on halting breaths.
Dani kissed his chest and felt him bear his weight on his elbows and feet as her legs caressed him. She sensed that he would soon be so deep inside her body; that she would grow used to him being there and they would love.
'I'm in you...Dani...in you...' he groaned as her un-practiced ways brought their pleasure, in body and mind. Her vaginal walls brought clamping warmth. Bernat gasped as her calls and whimpers of fear and pleasure urged him on and then consumed him.
'I...I can't stop them, the feelings!' she whimpered, stifling her groans against his chest; moved as his hands gripped her breasts and he bent to have his mouth claim them on lustful sucks and nips of his lips upon their hard tips. His body arced before his penis was again plunging into her, in a twisting, lunging, pumping action that provoked her to thrash her feet on the bed. She failed in slowing him in his rampaging claims upon her body, her hips aching from his body slamming down onto her. Dani clung to him and was lifted off the bed. She felt his mouth again on her breasts as his penis plugged her and she felt his breathless urgency and the depth of his passion for her young body. 'Oh...oh...oh, Bernat, I'm falling!'
'Let it go then, you darling!'
His lustful dreams of claiming her had become a raging reality and he banged her body with his hips, plunged his gorged penis in and out of her young body, and would have her know of these ways as he deliberately stretched her until he too would be overwhelmed by the drugging waves of completion.
She stifled a scream as her orgasm wracked her body and sent tingling rushes, from where he claimed her, coursing through every sinew and nerve.
'Oh...oh God...oh Bernat!' she gasped as an unrelenting rhythm continued and she sought to feebly wrench on him, as he whispered she should do. 'What are you doing to me?'
He stifled his cries with kisses; gripped her breasts and pushed his face between them as her hands tugged on his heaving, pounding buttocks. She struggled for breath as she felt Bernat, her uncle, and first true lover groaning as she pounded into her, pain and pleasure combined in this feral act of intercourse.
'Do you feel it too?' She tugged on his hair and met his faraway look.
'Yes...yes!' The pressure had built in his penis, in his belly, and his sac. The cramp of consummating his lust, again, for her held him in its grip.
'You wonder...you wonder Dani! This is how it feels for a man!'
He thrust again and again into her young body. He felt that Dani's strength was failing her and thought to ease in his claims upon her, but he lost control. His penis leaped and erupted deep inside her, Dani throwing back her head as his halting breaths, the tingling streams of his orgasm overwhelmed her, his movements unrelenting and seeming to push her down into the bed.
'Oh, Bernat! At last,...at last! I know how it feels....at last!' Her quick breaths became a long moan of satisfaction, silenced by his kisses that seemed to endure for as long as he lost it in her body, his tamping rhythm becoming slower and roll of hips prolonged their shared pleasure. Somehow, the condom had kept all that he had expelled closely confined, but it had not kept her from feeling every jolt of his body as Bernat burst.
'You have pleased me, darling...more than I believed would happen.'
'Only with you, it could only happen with you!!'
'No, but I am glad to have loved with you.' He rested on his arms, placed to each side of her head and kissed her, brushed that wonderful tumble of hair away from her face, and felt her halting breaths to his skin.
Dani clung to him; pressed her lips to his face then his ear as she gasped out in wonder and wanton abandon for what she had discovered with him, the ache in her hips from how he had crashed against her like nothing she had shared in before.
'You're my lover...that first!' she kissed. 'You're the man who brought that and made me feel so alive...so alive and wanted!' She clung to him with all of her failing strength but could not prevent him rolling onto his back and she soon lay on him. She felt Bernat continue to fill her body with his flesh. 'You...you never asked me, but I'm on the pill.'
She lay down on him and felt Bernat's hands sweep over her buttocks, his fingers soon finding her. She shuddered in response to the rushes of renewed excitement that his caresses aroused in her.
'I'm so sorry,' he said, pulling out of her, finally. 'I've been selfish...did not think of that...but putting on a condom was the sensible thing to do for the first time.'
She pressed her fingers to his lips and felt him suck on them. 'No, you wanted me and I loved what we did. You made me feel so complete. How can I keep this a secret, what we have done?'
He raised his head to meet her kisses. 'I'm sorry...I was selfish...took my pleasure with you and in what we shared. I stayed in too long. I wanted you and needed to show you that I did.'
'I know, or perhaps you did.' Dani kissed him like a lover. 'My uncle's helped me to become a woman, and I love him for that. It will all be okay, I promise.'
He eased her from him, and she failed to detain him. He went into the bathroom and Bernat soon brought a flannel to cleanse her. He caressed again, could not keep from delighting in her young body. He bent to kiss the swell of her heavy breasts, then progressed down over her flat tummy and pressed his tongue into her. He kissed her warm thighs and tasted the moisture from the flannel on her skin.
'Will I be with you again, like this?' she asked on meeting his admiring look.
'One storm has passed, Dani, and another has only just begun.'
Dani kissed him with trembling lips, the heat of their bodies offering her solace of a different kind. She was at one with him, now, and as never before.
'You will always be a part of me. Let me be the one who shared this special secret with you. You are a man who gave more than he took from me. I never found that with the few others that I went with. I did not give to them what I gave to you. I wanted to love with a man who understood me and who did not just use me.'
Bernat understood. His beautiful young niece had been the one to enlighten him on what had prevailed in her life. She had craved the union of a body and mind with another, and he had been the one to succeed in that.
'You've let me be the one and that has made what we have shared so special,' he acknowledged and drew her into his embrace. 'You will always be more than a memory to me and what we have done together.'
'I wanted that most of all...from you and with you. Ours is a special love...Bernat...my darling uncle.'
She knew that she was a long way from letting him slip out of her life again.