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“Roderick, is it always this way?” she asked as she drew back. Her expression was candid and serious.
“It has never been this way for me. For me, it is you that makes this...what it is.”
She searched his face for a long moment, then nodded. Cupping his cheek, she rested her other hand against his chest. “I want to explore you the way you have been exploring me, with my fingertips and my mouth.”
Roderick inhaled deeply, for the very thought of her doing such things made his cock throb. It was already rock-hard and had been for some time, inflamed with the need to be inside her.
She glanced down at his erection as she meshed her fingers in his. “And I want you to show me everything.”
“How so?” he queried gruffly. The way she looked at him, with such passion in her eyes, made him sweat.
“All the different ways that we might...”
“Ah.” His cock lengthened, growing painfully distended. “Be careful when issuing such a broad invitation to a man who is already inflamed by his desire for you.”
She laughed softly. The sound of it was heavenly to his ears. Stroking his jaw with one hand, she sighed. “I want to know everything, and I want you to show me.”
As she considered him for a moment longer, Roderick saw the deep desire in her eyes, as well as the invitation. “Ah, sweet Maisie, you should be learning such things from a fine gentleman, someone worthy of you.”
“There is no such path for one such as me. My life has been tainted by tragedy and pain. The best I can do is return to Scotland to find my kin, my twin sister, Jessie, and my brother, Lennox. I must try to find my way again, with their help. Being with you...this has brought me happiness I have never known before.”
It pained him to hear that she’d had times that were so unhappy. “Maisie...”
Then she kissed him, her tongue beckoning his into the warm cave of her mouth, silencing him. Roderick savored her sweetness, his mind and body surging for her, his cock ready to answer her request.
He’d been about to encourage her to say more on the matter. More than that, he wanted to reply, to promise that he would help her find her kin. He wanted to protect her while she sought them out. Then she wrapped her hand around his shaft, and for a while he didn’t think anymore—couldn’t do anything but feel. And when he drew back from the kiss, startled, she ducked her head to kiss the crown of his cock instead.
Roderick silenced the curse of disbelief that rose inside him when her lovely mouth closed over it. Her lips moved while her tongue swept the underside. When she took it deep, riding it in and out, her moves threatened to make him spill far too quickly, and he wanted it to last and last.
Staring down in wonder, Roderick noticed how much she enjoyed the act, how sensual and appreciative she was. This woman had been born for passion, and her newfound confidence revealed itself in the way she handled him, taking control. Before his very eyes she was transforming into a woman who knew, a woman who wanted and did.
As if she became aware of him looking at her, she lifted her head and caught his eye, quickly smiling his way. Then she gripped his cock around the base and kissed it from tip to root before taking it between her lips once again.
“My lady, please.” Roderick gave a ragged moan and stroked her hair, unable to resist touching her. He had to show her how much it meant, how good it was.
“It is my turn to enjoy you now.” Maisie laughed softly, her hot breath tantalizing his erection, and then set about him even more eagerly. Stroking the underside of his cock head with her tongue, she cupped his sac with her free hand.
“Maisie.” It took immense control to spin this out, but Roderick wanted the night, and he planned to fill it with memories that would burn in them forever.
She drew back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she did so. It made her look even more wanton. She rose to her feet, but before he had time to act, she moved. Holding his shoulders, she mounted him, so that they were face-to-face and her legs wrapped around his hips. Stunned at her forthrightness, he groaned with pleasure to have her so eagerly in his lap that way.
“We are made to fit this way, too,” she whispered, eyes bright. She licked her lower lip and gazed down at his erect cock. There was a wild look in her eyes, hungry and powerful, and he knew he was lost to her.
“That we are,” he responded gruffly, his chest unaccountably tight.
The intoxicating aroma of her arousal made him feel drunk. Her breasts crested perfectly, crowned with peaked nipples and close to his face, and he molded them in his hands, lowering his head to kiss and suck each nipple.
“Oh, Roderick.”
Her back arched, her breasts rising to meet his mouth. He tongued her liberally, his cock jerking with the need to be inside her. Oh, but she was a siren, luring him. Was it witchcraft? Was that her secret? In that moment Roderick didn’t care. With one finger, he stroked her slit. She was sticky and wet, her juices trickling like thick honey, and he pressed his upright cock against her hot niche. He nodded down at the place where his member stood upright before her mound, like an acolyte worshipping at her temple.
Maisie moaned and writhed, her body moving rhythmically while she stared down at the place where his erection rose proudly against her splayed flesh. Rocking back and forth, she rubbed herself against the hard surface of his cock, catching the sensitive skin on the underside. “I must have you,” she whispered, her fingers tightening on his shoulders.
He breathed out loudly. Each sensation was pleasure incarnate. He held his shaft around the base, directing it to her. With her bottom lip captured between her teeth, she sank down onto him and settled herself on his hips. The pull of her body sucking his cock inside was exquisite. He closed his eyes, relishing the intense pressure when it was fully installed inside her tight sheath. “Maisie. Oh, Maisie.”
Whispering words of encouragement, he praised her when she began to rock back and forth on him, her face flushing as she gripped his shoulders and rode him with determination.
“My beauty,” he said, adoring the way she looked—like a sea goddess, a siren, her hair trailing down over her naked body as she rode him with abandon. So what if she was no normal maiden? He would have this night with her.
