Excerpt Copyright @ 2019 Kara Griffin
Sean knew he had to get her to relax. She was a frightened
bird ready to take flight. Now that he saw her delectable body, he wanted her
to stay put, and more importantly, to love her body until the wee hours of the
morning. He glided his hands sensually over her body to get her used to his
touch and trailed a light caress from the crease of her sweet bottom to the top
of her spine.
What he wanted to do was enter her and stay lodged there
forever. He’d hardened and almost swallowed his tongue at the sight of her when
her robe cascaded to the floor. All he thought about was doing all the wickedly
wonderful things his mind envisioned for the past few days. How she hid such
lusciousness beneath her garments, he’d never know. But her breasts were
perfection: rounded and supple at the same time. Her hips curved met long legs
slimmed at the ankle. He ran his fingers along her calf until he reached the
top of her foot.
Everything about her body appeared perfect, much to his
delight. He even liked the flesh of her hips and belly and was glad she wasn’t
reed-thin as many ladies were. He lay beside her and lifted her chin to kiss
her. His hand stilled on the side of her neck, and he used his thumb to tickle
her throat. Beset with desire, he tensed, but he’d have to take his time and
not rush. Still, it would take much effort on his part not to ravish her.
Sean entwined his tongue with hers. She was an excellent
kisser, and he enjoyed the way her soft lips melded against his. The kiss deepened.
He melted against her, and his body rubbed against hers as if he had no
control. Aye, his restraint fled and left him utterly unruly.
Dislodged from the kiss, Sean drew a deep breath and noticed
her pretty green eyes deepened with sensuality. She desired him. It was a good
start. With that, he set his mouth back on hers and delved his hand between her
legs. She was wet with passion and the feeling of it on his fingers heated his
blood. He wanted to take her, and his impatient arousal thrummed and taunted
him to rush. But he needed to ensure she was as crazed with desire as he was.
A wild, frantic beat thronged against his chest. He slowed
his harsh breath by taking air through his nose and tried to calm the hell
down. His best course of action was to keep her enthralled and not give her
time to think. He suspected her anxiousness, and yet it took courage to come
into his chamber naked and intent to offer herself. A grin came to him and his
lips left hers.
“You’re a bonny woman, Frances. I’m plagued with how much I
want you.” Before she drew away, he joined her lips with his again.
The vibration of her moan against his tongue brought on his
own, and he reveled in the pleasure. He set his knee between her legs and
continued to massage her soft body. He wanted to watch her expression and he
leaned back and broke off the kiss. Now he could watch her eyes and assess for
himself when she was ready.
He took her breast in hand and cupped it, gently laved the
textured center with his heated tongue. The nipple hardened into a tip and she
gasped. She closed her eyes and pressed back against the bedding.
“Sean, please…”
Sean leaned over her to repeat the gesture on her other
breast, and her hand reached his head. She fisted his hair and pulled him back
for another kiss. She wasn’t gentle about it either. He gave in to her silent
plea.
“Frances, you’re driving me to distraction. I want
you…badly. I cannot wait.”
“Mmm, me neither,” she said and reached out and took hold of
his erection and gently squeezed. Her passion-filled eyes grew darker. “I need
you to be inside me.”
He continued the foreplay, but honest to God, he couldn’t
take much more. Her fingers burned him with each touch and caused him to harden
further. He liked the assertive way she held him, and the way her fingers
caressed his hard length. Sean rolled between her legs and gently eased into
her.
The sensation was beyond anything he’d experienced,
incredulous and unmanning at the same time. She tightly encased him, and he
closed his eyes and moaned at the pleasure of it. He reached between them and
rubbed the nub of her essence, and hoped to evoke a climatic response.
She huffed and shook beneath him, the muscles of her legs
twitched, and her insides clenched his shaft with warm tightness. Taking hold
of her legs, he helped her keep them in place as he slowly shifted, and entered
her leisurely. He groaned, knowing if he thrust, it would lead to an experience
neither would forget for a long time. But he wouldn’t let it end too quickly.
Even if it killed him, he’d make it last.
Regaining a wee bit of composure, Sean teased her by gently
sliding his sex into her body and slowly detracted. He hastened the pace until
she moaned and tossed her head about in maddened passion. He heard nothing as
sexy in his life. Her voice did something to him, something that caused him to
want to be wicked, to thrust deep within her, and let his animalistic nature
take over.
Sean kissed her breast and used his lips to fuel her
response as he drove into her repeatedly. He wanted to tell her how much she
pleased him, but he couldn’t speak. Everything he was, was lost in the moment.
His body ruled him, and her beautiful body ensnared him. An intense climax shot
through him and ignited every part of him. He shouted his release and continued
to thrust, utterly lost in the thorough of it. His moans receded, but his body
continued to shake from the intensity of his orgasm.
Frances gripped his arms and squealed when her body
surrendered. Her legs wrapped around him and kept him in place, tightly holding
him against her as her body convulsed. Sean continued to drive into her until
they were exhausted, spent and sated. With his forehead on her shoulder, he
drew harsh breath. He settled himself but his limbs continued to shake.
When her writhe subsided, Sean lay beside her, his breath controlled
and his body recovered from the onslaught. He closed his eyes and realized the
woman rendered him speechless. Never had he experienced such an encounter with
a woman before. Aye, he’d always achieved pleasure and gave it as well, but
this went beyond.
When he found enough breath to speak, he said, “You have
pleased me, Frances. Aye, you have.” He grinned when her pretty teeth showed
beyond her flushed, well-kissed lips.
“I’m pleased to have done so.” She moved off the bed and
grabbed her robe from the floor.
When she headed toward the door, he sat up and called out. “Where
do you think you’re going?”
“I won’t disturb you. I’m going to bed.” She pulled on her
robe and tied it tightly at her waist.
He hitched a finger. “Come here.”
She reached the side of the bed, and he pulled her onto it,
across his body. “I want you to stay. In fact, you should be here with me all
the time.”
She peered at him as if he’d grown horns. “Won’t I intrude?
Most husbands sleep alone.”
“This husband doesn’t.”
Frances reached out and touched his face. “If that’s what
you wish…what you want.”
“Aye, it is. A wife belongs in her husband’s bed, next to
him, every night.” Sean leaned to kiss her lips and held her silky locks in his
hands, and rejoiced at the sensation of it between his fingers.
“I never stayed in my husband’s chamber. And didn’t deem you
would expect me to.” Frances laughed when he pressed her into the bedding and
untied her robe.
“This
husband expects it.” Sean continued to place light kisses on her face.Don't miss A Highlander In Peril
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