Page 50 of Aidan in a Kilt


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"I'm fickle." I give her a salacious, teasing grin. "Should I leave?"

"Don't you dare."

I plant one knee on the bed alongside her hip, preparing to straddle her, but I stop. For some reason, my lips have compressed, and I feel my forehead tightening into furrows. I've wanted Calli since the moment I first saw her, but now, I suddenly wonder if I'm doing the right thing. She hasn't wanted to have sex yet. Her divorce problem keeps her on edge, I know that, and I might've accidentally pushed her into doing this tonight.

"What is it?" she asks, pushing up onto her elbows, the action hoisting her tits out and up.

Though my lips work, all I can manage to do is stare at her for several seconds. Finally, I summon my voice. "Are you certain you want to do this? If I'm your first, you'll always remember me."

"Hate to break it to you," she says, nudging me with her knee, "but even if we don't have sex, there's no way I'd ever forget you. Even if you'd never touched me. Or kissed me. You are unforgettable."

"So are you." I swing my other leg over her body to straddle her hips, landing on my knees poised above her luscious body. I bend forward to anchor my hands on either side of her head. "Guess you're stuck with me, then, even after you tell me to bugger off."

I pray she never tells me that, but deep down, I know she might. I have as much time as she'll allow me to show her what she means to me and that I will never hurt her. But will any amount of time be enough?

Dipping my head to hers, I tease her mouth with swift brushes of my lips. She dissolves for me in an instant, her body lax and limp beneath me even while I smell how turned on she still is.

"Tell me," I say, "what would ye like me to do first?"

"Anything. Everything."

I laugh softly. "Hard to do everything at once."

"You pick. I—"

Before she can finish that thought, I capture her lower lip with my teeth and release it with exquisite slowness. She squirms and makes hungry wee noises while I rub myslatacross her abdomen, spreading a drop of moisture over her skin. She glances down at my cock, then moans.

"What are ye thinking?" I ask, with my lips barely touching hers.

She snakes a hand down to wrap her fingers around my erection. My lids shut of their own volition while I let myself enjoy the sensation of her soft, delicate fingers on my flesh. She glides her hand up and down.

"Ah," I hiss, and seize her hand to pull it free of my cock. "Not this time,mo chridhe."

I just called her "my heart" in Gaelic, and maybe she is that to me. But I can't tell her what the phrase means, or she'll panic for sure.

My thoughts disintegrate when Calli reaches down, intent on getting her hands on myslatagain.

My lips twitch with wry amusement as I collar that hand too, pinning both above her head. "Behave."

She lifts her brows as she arches her hips into my erection. "Since when do you want me to behave? You've spent over a week trying to convince me to do the exact opposite."

"Did the job a wee bit too well, eh?" I lower my body onto hers, going slowly, delicately, as the weight of my body presses her into the mattress. I thread my fingers through hers, our hands linked above her pillow, and nibble on her bottom lip.

She lashes her arms around my back and splays her fingers over my skin. "What happened to speeding things up?"

"Easy, lass." I savor her mouth with flicks of my tongue, keeping the touch light and sweet though I can tell it's making her hotter and hungrier for me. "We have all night."

She lunges her head forward to kiss me.

I pull back, grinning, then shake my head. "Uh-uh-uh."

Calli huffs. "Well, dammit, do something."

"Maybe I should take pity on you since this is your first time." I muffle her complaint with my mouth, crushing it to hers with brutal pressure, thrusting my tongue between her lips to forge deep inside. With strong, punishing strokes, I devour her mouth while she devours mine, our teeth clashing, our tongues tangling, our lips fused like nothing short of a crowbar could pry our mouths apart. She clutches me tighter, her nails sinking into my back, and bends her knees to spread her legs for me.

I pull my head back, breathing hard, my lips slick and hot from our kiss. "Guess ye cannae wait, can ye?"

She shakes her head furiously, panting, her hair flapping around her face.

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