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Yes.
She reached up to stroke his bristled cheek. “Do everything, please.”
His gaze sparked even hotter. “Ye shall have everything ye want, and more.”
Then Grant reached over and swept her up from the chair. She quickly found herself nestled on his lap. The plaid blanket slid off her shoulders, exposing her stays.
With an appreciative murmur, he adjusted her across his brawny thighs. Kathleen blinked in surprise because his muscled legs weren’t the only things that felt brawny. Even through the sturdy wool of her skirt, she could feel his erection. It felt huge and hard, a little intimidating, and incredibly exciting.
“Goodness,” she said.
“Are you comfortable, love?”
“Um, quite. Thank you.” Then she winced, realizing she sounded like a henwit.
Grant didn’t seem to notice. He was too busy running his calloused fingertips along her collarbone.
“So pretty,” he rumbled. “And your sweet freckles.” He trailed one finger down to the top of her stays. “I’ve been wanting to see exactly where they go for weeks.”
“Everywhere, I’m afraid.”
The corners of his eyes crinkled with amusement. “Then I’ll have a path to follow.”
“I’m glad they’re good for something.”
He didn’t reply, his gaze now focused on her body. His hand drifted down to cup her breast. When he swiped a thumb over the outline of her nipple, Kathleen bit back a gasp. He did it again, and sensation shot from the tip of her breast to deep between her thighs. When she squirmed to relieve the growing ache, Grant hissed out a breath.
“Och, lass,” he muttered. “You’re going to drivememad.”
She pressed a steadying hand to his chest. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize, sweetheart. I will happily lose my mind to you.”
It was so silly that she couldn’t help but giggle.
He briefly smiled. “Kathleen, are you warm enough?”
“I’m roasting, actually.”
Between the heat pouring from the stove and Grant’s ministrations—not to mention her heavy skirt, stockings, and boots—any chilliness had long since dissolved.
He flicked the blanket away from her arms. “Then let’s get rid of this. By the way,” he added as he tugged on one of the blue bows trimming her stays, “you have very pretty underclothes. Have I told you that?”
“That would have been most improper, sir,” she replied with mock severity.
He laughed before pressing a lingering kiss to her lips, dipping briefly inside. When Kathleen sucked on his tongue, his hips jerked, pressing his erection into her bottom. Once again, a sultry heat cascaded through her body to settle between her thighs. She had a sudden mental flash of how that heat would feel with him buried deep inside her, and she couldn’t hold back a whimper.
“Och, lass,” he murmured.
He stroked his fingers over the swell of her breast, and then dipped down under her stays, brushing the edge of her nipple. The sensation was electrifying.
“Oh, Grant,” she gasped.
“More?” This time, he brushed right across the hard tip.
“Yes,” she managed in a strangled tone.
“Good. Because I want to see your pretty freckles,” he growled. “I want to see everything.”
