Page 46 of A Thistle Beyond Time
“Cormac?” Dylan asked.
“I’ll have whatever you’re making,” Cormac stated.
“Okay then, I’ll whip up a batch of my famous veggie scramble.”
“I’ll get the dishes and pour us some coffee,” Jenna offered.
“May I help?” Cormac asked.
“No, you just take a seat at the breakfast bar and let us do the rest,” Dylan said.
Cormac watched the cousins as they moved around the kitchen, Dylan expertly cooking and Jenna getting dishes, cups, silverware, and napkins. She poured the coffee into three mugs and set one in front of Cormac, along with the cream, sugar, and a spoon for stirring. She set a cup next to Dylan and taking hers, added cream, and sugar.
Before long, they were seated side by side at the breakfast bar enjoying Dylan’s wonderfully cooked breakfast. Chester was happily munching on a piece of bacon, which Cormac had handed him surreptitiously.
“Thank ye for breakfast, Dylan. ’Twas delicious,” Cormac said.
“You’re welcome. I’m glad you liked it,” Dylan answered.
Cormac rose from his place and headed towards Jenna’s room.
“Hey, where are you going?” Jenna questioned.
“Shower,” Cormac replied.
“I’ll join you.” Jenna followed close on his heels. “Dylan, you can handle the dishes, right?”
“Sure,” Dylan snickered.
Cormac was a bit surprised when Jenna announced she’d join him. Did she mean to shower with him? If so, he had no objections to the plan. In fact, he thought it a fine idea. She put her hands on his waist as she followed him down the hallway. He couldn’t believe the shift in her attitude from day one of his arrival, to this moment. He was so happy he thought he’d burst. Cailin and Ashley would be so surprised to see Jenna when he brought her home with him.
* * *
The hot shower filled the bathroom with steam and Jenna thought her life was pretty perfect right at this moment, and it would be even more perfect once she convinced Cormac not to go back to Scotland. Sure, he did have some issues they’d have to deal with. He couldn’t go around thinking he was from the sixteenth century and that a witch had sent him to the present day, but she’d get him some help and he’d be fine, because he was amazing in every other way. She still wasn’t quite sure that Dylan hadn’t been involved in some elaborate practical joke on her, but both Dylan and Cormac assured her that wasn’t the case. Could she believe them?
“Are ye joining me, love?” Cormac asked from inside the shower.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. I was just thinking.”
Cormac’s hand extended from behind the shower glass to pull her in with him. “And what were ye thinking?” he asked, water running in rivulets down his body and making Jenna quiver with anticipation.
“I was thinking how amazing you are.” They stood face to face in the large double shower, the length of their bodies touching. “Here, let me turn on some of the other nozzles.” She reached behind him and turned a knob which had water spraying them from every angle. “How’s that?”
“’Tis good,” Cormac said, watching her closely.
Jenna grabbed the soap and began lathering Cormac’s chest. The feel of his skin under her hands was making her crazy with desire. She looked down and discovered it was having the same effect on Cormac. She made her way down to his abs, which rippled under her touch and then further still until she grasped his hard length in her soapy hands. Cormac groaned in apparent delight.
“I believe I may have died and gone to heaven, lass.” He leaned back against the shower wall and Jenna took full advantage of his obvious enjoyment. She seductively stroked his thighs, all the while lubricating her hands with soapy bubbles.
“Turn around so I can wash your back,” Jenna ordered.
Cormac did as he was directed and she proceeded to wash his back and very shapely butt.
“Okay, all done,” Jenna announced a few minutes later.
“I dinnae believe I am done, Jenna.” Cormac scooped her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he backed her into the shower wall and drove into her, exactly as she’d hoped he would.
Jenna couldn’t remember ever being this turned on. There was something about this man that got her all hot and bothered, just from looking at him. This was the icing on the cake. She held on tightly to his shoulders, but she knew he wouldn’t drop her. He was giving her the ride of her life. The sensations overtaking her body left no room for further thought and she let herself get lost in the pleasure.
