Page 15 of Draped in Plaid
“I believe we did.”
“We’ll know for certain at dinner.”
“Aye.”
“Do you want to rest?”
I turned around in her embrace, and tucked her closer to me. “Nay.”
She glanced up at me, winging a curious brow. “What would you like to do?”
“I can think of something infinitely more interesting and pleasurable than sleeping…”
“Do tell, my laird.”
“I’d rather show.”
Emma’s grin widened, a sparkle of desire and interest lighting in her gaze. “I am eager for you to demonstrate.”
“I will need a partner to show ye…” I trailed my fingers over her neck, tracing the line of her shoulders, down her arm to her fingers. I brought her hand to my mouth, kissing each fingertip, giving the last one a little nip. “Care to be my volunteer?”
“Hmm…” She sucked on her lower lip, her hips sliding provocatively against mine. I drew in a heady breath.
“I’m not certain, husband. Perhaps you will give me a sample.”
“Minx.” I chuckled and lifted her into the air, she wrapped her legs around me and for a moment, I could do not nothing but kiss her, taste her sweet mouth.
I carried her toward the bed and tossed her down, not giving her a chance to settle before I climbed over her body, and settled my weight on top of her supple figure.
“Lie verra still,” I instructed. “Not a peep. Not a wiggle.”
“That may be difficult,” she said with a naughty grin, wriggling her hips and sliding her hands over my chest.
“Ah-ha, but if ye dinna follow the commands, I will have to prolong your… instruction.”
“Oh… And alonglesson…” Chewing her lower lip, her fingers found the belt of my plaid and slipped between the leather and my skin. I held my breath as she gently scraped her nails down my over my pelvis and then wrapped her fingers around my thick, hard shaft. “Aye… A long lesson, it might in fact do me just fine.”
With a growl, I gently bit that puckered lower lip of hers, savoring the taste of her, the little sigh of pleasure. “I dinna want to do anythingfinefor ye, love. I only aim for magnificence.”
