Page 30 of Kilty By Association
Well, he could stilltaste, aye?
With her tits at the perfect level, Craig had merely to lift his head and—
“Blessed virgin!” she gasped, jerking backward. Before he could apologize, Elspeth surged toward him, and he felt her arching into his touch. “That feltnaughtlike a bairn!”
Chuckling, he took her nipple in his mouth once more, teasing with his tongue and teeth. Above him, Elspeth panted, rocking back and forth, dragging herself closer to his hardness.
Nay, he realized—she was attempting to find pleasure by rubbing against him! Well, that was easy to solve. He reached down with one hand and readjusted her, until her curls rested against the underside of his stiff cock.
When she rocked forward now, her wetness—damnation, but she was so wet already!—coated him, and they both groaned.
He could cum like this, spilling across his belly, her tits in his mouth.
‘Twas impossible to believe she was really here. She’d come tohim.
He’d do everything he could to bring her pleasure.
Elspeth knewshe’d died and gone to Heaven.
Never,ever—not even when she’d been a young lass, experimenting on her own body with her fingers—had sheeverfelt something this remarkable. The sensation of his hardness sliding along her cleft was enough to send shudders down her spine, but the way he was worshipping her nipples?
Well, all she could say wasthank goodnessMary was no longer nursing, because this couldseriouslyfook up her feeding routine.
“Craig!” she gasped, feeling a little guilty as she slid along him again, making certain the tip of his member caressed the little spot at the top of her cleft she was trying to reach. “I want…”
Her words ended in a sort of gasping moan as he rolled one nipple between his thumb and forefinger and lifted his mouth from the other.
“Aye, love,” he growled in between the kisses he was planting across her skin. “Tell me.”
Pleasure built between her legs, and theshockof it was almost more remarkable than the pleasure itself. In her experience, sex with a man had been deeply unfulfilling. But she was ready to find ecstasy just from using his member as a toy…
That, and his mouth.
Who knew a man’s mouth could be sohot? And so ticklish. Craig had trimmed his beard, but the bristles still brushed against her sensitive skin in the most wonderful way.
One of his hands loosed her breast and skimmed down her side. “Ye need mehere?” he murmured, pressing one thumb against the little pearl hidden by its hood. Startled by the sudden flood of sensations, Elspeth jerked against him, sliding forward.
And positioning his cock at her entrance.
His hands had stilled. “Elspeth, we dinnae—”
That was as far as he got. When she sank down atop him, the rest of his words—objections?—were cut off by a groan. They both froze as his callused fingers dug into her hip.
She should’ve guessed he’d bebigall over. He filled her in a way her husband never had, even had he cared to make her as wet as Elspeth was right now.
“Elspeth.”
Her name was a faint whisper from his lips, floating about her skin, caressing her beautifully.
Slowly—so slowly!—his other hand moved from her breast, down her side, to her hip. Now he was holding her…and she felt him exhale. He exhaled, and his fingers loosened, until his fingertips were just resting atop her skin.
He was giving her control.
Swallowing, Elspeth shifted forward to touch his chest, and in doing so, set off white-hot sparks behind her eyelids.
“Ye—” he began, his voice little more than a rasp. She heard him swallow, and then, “Ye can take what ye need, lass. Rock yer hips forward.”
She hadn’t intended this, but now she was in this position, she couldn’tnotfollow his command. She rocked her hips forward quickly with a gasp, then eased them back once more.
