You’re Perfect For Me**
Kasper's hands were everywhere, exploring and learning her curves. He was inexperienced, yes, but his passion and the raw intensity of his desire made up for it. Asura found herself responding to him, her own hands starting to wander over his body, feeling the hard muscles beneath his clothes.
"Kasper," she breathed, her voice heavy with desire. She pushed him gently, her eyes meeting his. The raw desire in his eyes was overwhelming. "I… I can't hold back. It's driving me crazy, Asura. I want to do more than just kiss you," he confessed with a gulp.
He looked both adorable and sensual at that moment. Asura glanced around the tent and hummed, "You sure moved fast, transporting us here in a snap so we wouldn't be disturbed."
Kasper gave her an awkward smile. Asura got up from the bed and stood in front of him, who was sitting on the edge of his makeshift bed. "Should we stop here now? I wonder if I should just leave your tent or stay," she teased him.