Page 33 of A Two-Faced Laird
“This may be our only time together. Let me make it special for you. Let’s not rush.”
“But I want to,” she whispered.
“But there is much I have to show you,” he replied, smiling mischievously. “Like this.”
Then he parted her thighs and ducked down between her legs to tease her clitoris with the tip of his tongue, circling it and scraping it gently with his teeth.
“Oh!”
Edina’s hips bucked off the bed involuntarily, and she clutched handfuls of Aidan’s hair then clamped her lips together to stop herself from screaming. This was beyond enjoyable; it was a sensation she could never have imagined in her wildest dreams.
After he thought Edina had had enough, Aidan swept his tongue through Edina’s wet folds again and again, making her moan as its gentle pressure left pleasure behind it wherever it touched.
Aidan was in heaven and all was really his to enjoy. This was what he had wanted to do ever since the first moment he had laid eyes on Edina the woman, and his dream was finally coming true. Her smell and her taste was everything he had imagined.
He had taken his pleasure with many willing women since he became a man, but he had never imagined that he would ever make love to Edina. She tasted sweeter than he had ever dared to imagine. As he kissed his way up her stomach and latched on to her nipple to suckle her breast, he hoped he could stay in control of his body long enough to satisfy her. He was so very, very hungry.
Edina felt a jet of sheer pleasure shoot from her breast to her core, and would have screamed if Aidan had not clamped his hand over her mouth to stop her. This was beyond her wildest fantasies; nothing had prepared her for this.
Her mother had taught her what to expect the first time she was with a lover, but she had not even hinted at this, or perhaps she had not experienced it. Every inch of her was tingling, and as she felt Aidan’s finger moving in and out of her channel while his thumb tickled her sensitive nub, she gasped with surprise and delight at the sweet torture.
“What are you doing?” she whispered desperately.
“Making you ready for me,” he answered, “but I can stop if you wish.”
“No!” Edina cried desperately.
She was past the point of no return; she was helpless. All she could do was hang on and let Aidan take the lead and take her to…where? Edina had no idea, but she knew by the pleasure erupting all over her that it was somewhere she absolutely needed to be.
Then he grasped her hips and rubbed the shaft of his manhood against her most sensitive spot, making Edina see stars; she had never believed that any such feeling could exist. This time she opened her mouth to scream, but Aidan stifled it with a hard, powerful kiss.
At last, the moment that they had both been waiting for came as Aidan gently pushed the tip of his shaft inside her.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he whispered.
“I will,” Edina replied. “Please, Aidan, I cannot wait any longer.”
Then, inch by inch, he eased inside her, looking into her eyes as he did so, and Edina gazed back, almost mesmerised.
This must be what it feels like to be in heaven,she thought, then a stab of pain shot through her, and Aidan stilled at once.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked softly.
“Go on,” Edina whispered. “I will be fine.”
He did so, very tenderly, and after a moment the pain disappeared, and they were moving in a rhythm that was as old as time itself. Then a new sensation began, something so utterly beautiful that later Edina would be unable to describe it. As Aidan thrust harder and harder, faster and faster inside her, Edina felt as though she was climbing towards the peak of a mountain, but the harder she tried, the farther away it seemed.
Aidan knew he would have cuts on his arms later, because Edina’s fingernails were digging into his flesh, but at that moment it did not matter. Nothing mattered but the feel of being inside Edina, feeling her clench around him as he thrust more and more deeply. No woman had ever made him feel this way before, and it was glorious.
All of a sudden, a wave of something that could only be described as rapture washed over Edina, and once more Aidan had to seal her cry with a kiss. She was trembling with ecstasy, and every inch of her skin felt as sensitive as if she were being kissed all over by a gentle pair of lips. She let out a long sigh of satisfaction; she had never felt so happy or fulfilled.
Aidan watched Edina as her climax hit her, and it brought on his own, which hit him with a force he had never felt before. He managed to pull out of her just in time to spill himself onto the sheets in the nick of time as he rolled away from her. The last thing he wanted to do was make her pregnant.
Edina lay looking at the ceiling, dazed, until Aidan raised himself on one elbow to look down at her.
“Is-is it always like that?” she asked in disbelief.
“You will not feel any pain next time,” he replied, smiling at her tenderly. “But Edina, are you happy?”
