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She sat up to get closer, as he was on his knees in front of her on the bed. She moved her hands towards his back, and he stopped her, grasping onto her wrists.
“Ye may not want tae feel that, lass. The skin is a bit rough there.”
Amelia looked down and looked shamefaced for just a moment.
Jamie, still holding her hand, chuckled. “Ah, so the vixen has returned tae the shy mouse, is it?”
Amelia laughed and replied. “Nay! At least not tonight. I simply felt embarrassed for a moment.” She paused and sighed. “I’ve seen your scars before...in your room. They do not frighten me.” She gazed at him confidently, ready for his reply.
He moved down to be on all fours on the bed slowly leaning towards her lips. Just before he kissed her, he smiled and said, “I thought maybe ‘twas so. In that case, put your hands around me all ye like. Are ye ready for yer pleasure now?”
Amelia nodded before sinking into his kiss once more. His body moved above her, his arms keeping him above her chest. Amelia felt along the backs of his arms, attempting to memorize the knotted muscle in each. She had never known such a beautiful man.
After a few moments of kissing that made Amelia feel dizzy, Jamie began to undo his breeches. His member sprung forth, casting a shadow along her body. He removed the trousers, and they stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, breathing in the stillness, seeing one another. Amelia reached out to grab Jamie’s cock and began to rub.
“Och, nay, I willnae last if ye do that.” He moved her hand to his shoulder. He spread her legs apart and planted a soft kiss upon her core. “So beautiful.” he whispered. Then he positioned himself above her, lifting her knees slightly. “This may hurt a bit, but ye hold on tae me. ‘Twill only hurt for a moment.”
Before Amelia could reply, Jamie plunged forward penetrating deep within her. He stilled, waiting to see her reaction. Amelia’s shock at the fullness showed on her face. Her body tensed for a moment, but she kept her hands on his shoulders. “Are ye well?” he asked.
Amelia nodded, and then her mouth curled up into a slight smile once Jamie started moving his hips slowly, in and out.
“I am very well. I never knew it could feel like this. So full.” She sighed with pleasure and laid her head back on the pillow and closed her eyes.
Jamie smiled and leaned down to flick his tongue across each nipple. She shivered in response, and he kept his pace, slowly growing in intensity. With his arms holding him up, he could watch as Amelia writhed under him, feeling this new sensation for the first time. God, this is what he had been dreaming about. She was far more beautiful than he knew or even she realized with her blonde hair free and her breasts moving rhythmically. He wouldn’t be able to last very long. He sped up the pace, thrusting his cock in and out of her quickly, feeling her start to tighten around him.
Amelia’s moans grew louder and more frequent, matching the pace of his thrusts. He knew his release was coming soon, and just before it did, he felt her tighten, and cry out, “Jamie, yes!” and she tensed and trembled one last time before lying against the bedclothes, sighing with pleasure and release.
With that, Jamie’s thrusts increased even more, and he ground against her again and again, until he too cried out and spilled into her, and slumped over her shoulder.
They lay together for a moment, side by side, until Jamie drew Amelia to his chest and covered them with a blanket. She rubbed her hand along the smoothness of his skin, breathing into his body, and then she spoke, surprise and contentment in her voice.
“So that is the pleasure of which you spoke? No wonder men are always after it and females are locked away from it. ‘Twas like a forbidden fruit. I feel myself to be Eve.”
Jamie laughed. “Aye. ‘Tis like a forbidden pleasure. If ye are Eve, then I must be the serpent.”
He turned towards her to see laughter in her eyes, and he kissed her lightly on the lips.
“Well I suppose me mother will be waiting for us at the dinner table. I shall leave to dress for dinner.”
“Aye.” Amelia replied, sitting up again as he lifted himself off the bed, retrieving his clothing to dress before leaving the room.
“My Sassenach with her Scottish brogue, I see.” As he tied up his breeches once again, Jamie’s eyes roved over her breasts and stomach, the bottom half of her covered over with the blanket. Amelia watched his lips as he did so and covered her breasts.
“Nay, there is no time for that. Ye must leave and do it quietly!”
Jamie laughed and buttoned up his shirt, winking before he left, closing the door behind him.
Amelia lay back down on the bed, a grin on her face, wondering how she would ever tell Marianne.
* * *
Amelia came down to dinner, having dressed in a fresh gown, her face aglow. She spotted Jamie next to his mother at the table along with William, both dressed in new white linen shirts with woolen coats, Jamie’s hair tied back. Despite the cold of the main hall and the continued roaring of the snowstorm outside, Amelia felt a heat within her, a deep, satiated heat. Her anger from before had slowly ebbed away until it remained only slightly. She had followed her body and passions and didn’t let that anger get in the way of what pleasure could be hers. And what pleasure it had been. A sly smile was on her face as she sat down, greeting Fiona first, and then William and Jamie, her gaze lingering slightly on him.
Fiona turned to her as servants began to serve the meal of roasted pork, potatoes, and bread. “Are you well rested, dear? I’m sure the ordeal was enough to quite send you into a daze. I know I was about ready to faint until you both arrived.”
Amelia tore her gaze from Jamie and replied, “Ah, yes. I daresay you’re right. I was in quite a daze.” Her eyes shot to Jamie’s face once again to find the corners of his mouth turned up in a smirk.
Fiona noticed the interaction, and her face beamed. She quickly changed the subject. “So, tell me about your adventure out on the moors. How is your mother faring?”
