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“Taste?” she asked, not knowing where he was going with this. After rubbing his hands over her bottom, he leaned forward. Then, to her surprise, he kissed her on her rear end. A playful nip of his teeth followed.
It was a sensuous act that made her squirm. “Alastair, this isna appropriate,” she said in a breathy whisper, turning over. His actions aroused her and were causing her to come to life.
“I have never been appropriate, and I willna start now.”
“What in heaven’s name are ye doin’?”
“Heaven is the word for what ye’ll be experiencin’ in a minute. Now close yer eyes and relax.”
“Close my eyes? Why? What are ye goin’ to do?”
“Just trust me, Fia.”
She did trust him, and closed her eyes, surprised when he pulled her to the edge of the bed and spread her legs apart. Then his hands slid slowly up her inner thighs until his fingers fondled her most private part and played with her womanly folds.
“Oooh,” she said, breathing deeper, falling back slightly to her elbows. And when she felt something wet between her thighs, she realized it was her own liquid passion. His fingers continued to do magic as he stroked her, petting her like a kitten. She found herself almost purring by his action. When she heard him move off the bed, she opened her eyes to see the top of Alastair’s head between her legs. She sat up sharply, but his hands roamed to her knees. Then he reached out and gently pushed her backward.
“Relax, lassie. This is the part I think ye are goin’ to love.”
“I – I dinna ken about this, Alastair. It seems . . . so naughty.”
“Sometimes, it’s all right to be a naughty girl. Now, dinna fight me, Fia. I promise ye will enjoy this.”
His tongue shot out, and he looked up at her as he licked her inner thigh. Shocked by his action, she couldn’t bring herself to say a word. Then his hands slid up her legs, slipping around her bottom. He licked her again, but this time the action was longer, trailing up even higher.
“Ye – ye’re are no’ goin’ to –”
“Shhh,” he said, smiling and winking. The next time his tongue trailed over her skin, he got so close to her womanhood that she felt his hot breath at her door. And before she could object to what she figured was coming next, he pulled her closer, burying his head between her thighs, licking her somewhere else. Her body tingled and her eyes closed. His tongue traced her nether lips and after a few passes, she felt his wet, hot heat enter her body.
“Oh!” she cried, feeling vibrations she had never felt before. He flicked his tongue and teased her, taking her sensitive nub between his lips, making her cry out in unbridled passion. Her back arched and she gripped his hair as her womanhood came to life. She was so hot she thought she’d melt. Never had she experienced anything like this before. It honestly felt heavenly, just as he’d promised. Fia needed and wanted more.
“Do ye like that, lass?” he asked before continuing to stroke her with his hands as well as his tongue. He was driving her mad with lust. She wanted him so desperately that she no longer cared that she wasn’t acting like a lady. Naughty was exciting and made her feel randy and very much alive.
Her senses reeled and her legs spread apart further on their own as she accepted his intimate actions and longed for more. “I – do,” she said, just as his tongue dipped into her again, making her scream out in pure passion. Then he lifted her legs up and over his shoulders, burying his face against her. She gripped his hair, moaning and trying to hold back her screams of passion.
“Cry out,” he told her. “Let me hear yer release.”
She did scream, letting her senses take control of her actions. “Alastair, oh, Alastair,” she cried as she climbed higher and higher to the top of the precipice where she had never been before. Her back arched off the bed, and her knees closed in around him as she screamed out in ecstasy one more time when he managed to bring her to completion with just his mouth.
In total exhaustion, she removed her legs from around him and fell back on the bed. Alastair leaned over her, kissing her, caressing her, and making her still feel strong with desire. Then he lay down next to her, taking her hand and guiding it up and under his plaid.
“Alastair, what are ye doin’?” she asked.
“I told ye I would keep yer virginity intact and so I will. But now that ye have been satisfied, I need to be sated, too.”
With her hand in his, he closed his fingers around his erection and guided her to stroke him in much the same way that he had done to her with his tongue. And when he covered her mouth with his, her lips tingled from the vibrations of his moans of pleasure. Faster and faster he guided her hand, stroking his hard length. He felt like satin over steel. She reveled in the feel of having his arousal pressed into her palm. It didn’t take long before his breathing labored and he cried out as he released his seed.
Then they lay in each other’s arms, breathing heavy, and not saying a word. No words would be appropriate right now because they would only ruin the magic she’d experienced and she didn’t want to ever forget the feeling.
Things had just changed between them. She no longer felt like his prisoner or his enemy. Nay, she felt as if they were lovers. It was going to be harder for him to trade her to the enemy now . . . and even more difficult for her to ever tell him the truth of what she did with the crown. She had no idea where this was going to lead. All she knew was that even if she never saw Alastair MacPherson again, she would always remember this intimate time they shared together. It would be her new secret – her secret of the heart.
