Page 46 of A Plaid Case of Loving Ye
‘Twas a slow, sensual seduction, each stroke inflaming their senses and arousing them further. His cock jutted, firm and proud, above the water line, and she made certain to pay it special attention. Mayhap she cleaned it rather more thoroughly than necessary, but the sound he’d made as she’d wrapped her hand around it had been most gratifying.
And she wasn’t certain exactly how dirty Ramsay believed her breasts to be, but he spent an unnecessarily long time washing them.
‘Twasdelightful. Especially when he used his tongue to clean her nipples.
Every inch of her skin was tingling with anticipation by the time he tossed the soap onto the bank and turned back to her. His expression promised pleasure and showed his own need, which in turn magnified hers.
“Now, Ramsay?” she breathed, reaching for him.
“I would take ye right here in the water, if ‘twas what ye wanted.” He slid his arm behind her, lifting her effortlessly. “But I suspect one of us would risk drowning.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I intend to become thoroughly distracted,” she agreed.
Their lips found each other’s, and it wasn’t until he lowered himself to his knees that she realized they’d moved from the banks of the loch to where he’d laid his plaid on a grassy knoll. The soft wool tickled her arse, and was grateful for his consideration, despite knowing she’d happily make love to him on the bare grass if necessary.
When she stretched out on her back, her legs instinctively opened for him and he settled between them. Supporting himself on his elbows, their noses inches apart, he hesitated. “Nicola, I—”
She wouldn’t give him time to worry but wrapped her calves around his and pulled him closer. “I need ye, Ramsay,” she gasped, tugging at his shoulders. “Now, please!”
His lips curled into a smile…and he slid into her.
Each exhaled at therightnessof the sensation and he stilled, allowing her to become used to him. She appreciated his kindness, but right now, she needed him tomove.
So, she rocked her hips under him, and his breath hissed between his teeth. His gaze found hers unerringly. “Are ye ready, lass?”
Stretching up, she brushed her lips across his. “I’ll always be ready for ye, Ramsay.”
With a groan, he gathered her to him, pressing her face into the crook of his neck as he began to move. Nicola’s breathing hitched with each thrust, the sensations even better than last time. Before, she’d been in control, which had been wise for her first time. But now…
Now, he controlled the force and speed of his motions, and St. Crystal help her, but each plunge swept her closer and closer to her ecstasy! The delightful friction, the way the base of his cock met her clitoris, the gentle words he whispered to her…. Each breath she drew dragged her upward.
Her legs moved, feet flattening against the plaid beneath her, and her knees fell further apart. His thrusts increased in tempo and her hands clawed at his shoulders, urging him even faster.
God in Heaven, she was close—so close—
With a mighty roar, he arched over her, spilling his seed. His release triggered her own, and she gasped, “Ramsay!”as her muscles tightened around him. His movements didn’t cease, but he continued to pump into her as her thighs clamped him in place, prolonging the delicious torture.
Each plunge, each spasm, dragged her higher and higher.
“That’s it, lass. Come for me.”
Well, really, who was she to ignore such an order?
Her orgasm consumed her, making it impossible to breathe as bliss washed over her in wave after wave.
And through it all, he held her, whispering loving words and making her feel cherished.Beyondcherished.
Loved.
Her heartbeat eventually slowed and Nicola realized she was taking slow, measured breaths. Each inhale brought the scent of him and their lovemaking. Her cheek was pressed against his shoulder and she thought she could feel the very essence of him throughout her body.
“Are ye cold, lass?” he murmured, dropping a kiss to her head.
“Nay,” she answered truthfully. “Ye made me hot.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she cringed. What a stupid statement! But he just chuckled and kissed her again.
Her lips parted in wonder, and she lifted her head. “I could feel that. When ye laughed. I could feelye.” Not just in her chest, butinsideof her.
