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Chapter Twenty-Two
Angus felt like he was floating in a dream. Every so often, he had to touch her, kiss her, or look into her eyes to remind himself that she was real. Charlotte Andrews was here, with him and in his bed. His thumb traced an outline over her jaw and lips; her eyes fluttered as she awoke from a light sleep.
“Do you think anyone will come in and find us like this?” Charlotte turned towards the door, lines of concern on her face.
He pulled her face back towards him and kissed her gently. “Nae, they wouldnae dream of it.” He lifted an eyebrow. “Besides, now that they’ve heard all those noises, they will certainly nae open the door.”
“Angus!” she frowned, and he laughed.
He sighed and laid a hand on his chest. “Charlotte Andrews, ye surprise me at every turn.”
She turned on her side and sat up on her elbow, her lips turning up at the sides. “What do you mean?”
“I mean that one minute yer kissing me in the Hall out of naewhere, and then another minute, yer concerned that someone will find us? Who are ye, really?”
That wasn’t really what he’d wanted to say, but even after their lovemaking, he found himself afraid to reveal his heart. She thought for a moment and then blushed. “You are right, Angus. I’m not sure that I understand it myself. I have been wondering that very thing as I bathed last night.”
Angus grinned. “Och, so ye thought of me while ye bathed? Ye bloody know how tae spark a man’s desire.”
She chuckled but then breathed out, her expression serious. “I think ‘twas because I was ignoring what I really felt, and so my behavior was very confusing.”
He turned to her, and his voice was soft and pleading. “Why did ye kiss me that day, lass? I cannae say I’ve ever been more surprised. Or more pleased.”
She looked down, and Angus thought about how lovely her long lashes were as they brushed the tops of her cheeks. “I don’t know. Why did you kiss me back?”
Angus laid back and chuckled. “Fair point.” He stared up at the cloth top of his bed and put his arms behind his head. It felt easier to stare straight ahead than to look into her deep green eyes, so full of questions.
It was time. He took a breath. “I kissed ye back because I wanted tae. And that’s why I kissed ye again afore ye left. I didnae want ye tae go. ‘Twas nae because of anyone else or about yer work here. ‘Twas because of me.” He thought for a moment. Did that make any sense?
He continued, trying to make sense along the way. “I wanted ye by my side, but I didnae know how tae say it. Even now, I dinnae know.”
Charlotte watched him quietly. He could feel her eyes on him. “I think you are doing a fine job.” She pulled the blanket between her fingers and folded and unfolded it, trying to find her own words. “I kissed you first because I wanted to. And I wanted you every time. But I was angry. I was selfish and foolish, and I thought only about who I thought I was and what I deserved. But I know you were trying to protect me. I’ve never met anyone like you, Angus. I’m not sure what that means either.” She laughed nervously. She was about to say more but thought better of it. It would help neither of them at this moment if they knew that nothing could come of it.
“Well,” Angus said, pulling her waist towards him. “I wonder if we might nae use what time ye have left? Ye return tae yer father taeday?”
She grinned at him. “I have sent him a letter. I shall return tae him tomorrow if I will nae be much in yer way.”
“Aye, ye will be in my way, and I much prefer it.” He slid her thin body on top of his, enjoying the silkiness of her skin on his chest as well as the pointed softness of her breasts.
He felt his member harden and lift underneath her. Charlotte made a noise of surprise and then moved off of him. She stared at it, and Angus said, “Let me show ye a new way of pleasure, lass.”
Charlotte was about to speak but lost her train of thought when she felt his hands glide down her skin slowly, tantalizingly, and end with him moving her legs apart once more. He reached for her, feeling the softness at the apex of her thighs and pushing her sweet petals apart. Her heart beat quicker, and she lay back, allowing the still new pleasure to waft through her.
Then, to her surprise, his lips lay atop her folds, instead of his fingers. “Angus?” She asked, but then was silenced by the feel of his wet tongue on her, moving in a slow rhythm, licking and tasting her. Her fists gripped the blanket as he kept moving, not stopping, his speed increasing with each of her moans. And then, she burst forth once more into that bubbling sea, lost to the world for a moment, allowing the wonderful, warm feeling of ecstasy to flood through her veins.
Angus returned by her side, and she said, “Is that normal? Do men and women often do that?”
He smiled. “I wouldnae say they all do it, but many do, yes. I think too many men are selfish and wish tae seek only their own pleasures. But ye, lass, ye taking yer pleasure is one of the most beautiful things in the world.”
She sighed and saw his hard member once again, standing turgid beside her. She slid towards him and slipped a leg over his. “Is it possible if I sit here, this way, and you enter me?”
Angus blinked in surprise and swallowed. He replied, “Aye, lass. ‘Tis a great way tae make love. But I will help ye. Are ye sure yer nae too sore from me?” She shook her head with a smile. He took her thin waist between his large hands and lifted her until his cock was right beneath her. Then, he lowered her onto his length, feeling the hot tight resistance of her as she sheathed him.
He almost spilled forthrightly, the feeling was so blissful, but he kept his hands on her hips and said, “Ye can move like this.” She began to move to his rhythm and held onto his shoulders to keep her balance.
She was watching him closely. “Like this?”
He closed his eyes. “Aye.”
