core. "What would you like?"
"To do as I please." He tickled her instep with his tongue, and her leg jerked in response.
"You wish."
"I do wish." He smoothed his hands down her legs to her hips, where he grabbed her underwear. In a few seconds he had them tossed aside, and he grasped her ankles again.
Her heart raced, and her breathing grew erratic.
Slowly he spread her legs and looked at her.
She shuddered.
"Och, lass. Ye've been shorn like a sheep." He rested her ankles on his shoulders while he touched her smooth waxed skin, then stroked the narrow strip of hair.
"Dougal." She pressed her heels into his shoulders, lifting her hips. "Please. Hurry."
"If ye're going to keep complaining, I'll have to make you scream."
She hissed in a breath when his fingers slid between her folds. "I - I'm complaining."
"Och, ye're so slippery and wet. I can see it. And smell it. 'Tis like rich, sweet honey."
"I'm complaining!"
"Are ye now?" He pinched her clitoris, and her heart stuttered. "Did ye want to scream, lass?"
"Yes," she squeaked.
He kneeled beside the bed and pulled her core to his face.
She squirmed under the onslaught of his mouth and tongue. He tickled, sipped, and nibbled till she was panting for air and whimpering. It was too much, too glorious, too exquisite.
A keening cry escaped when he latched onto her clitoris and suckled hard. Tension coiled, then shattered with a climax that made her scream.
With her eyes shut, she drifted in a sensual sea of aftershocks, her body sated and throbbing, and her heart pounding. As her breathing returned to normal, she opened her eyes and found him standing naked by the side of the bed.
"Oh my gosh," she breathed. He was huge. Totally erect and magnificent. She scooted back. "Holy crapoly."
He frowned. "Are ye complaining again?"
A smile tugged at her mouth. "Yes. Definitely. You're way too big."
"Am I?" He climbed onto the bed on all fours.
"Yes. And much too gorgeous."
He pushed her onto her back and moved between her legs. "Then I'll have to demand compensation."
Thank God. "I never knew you could be so demanding. That was another complaint, you know."
His mouth twitched. "All I want, lass, is to give you all the pleasure ye can bear."
"I can take it." She reached down to stroke his erection. "How much can you bear?"
He sucked in a breath. "No' much. I'm about to explode." He moved her hand to his chest. "Ye'll have to molest me later."
"You wish."
"I do wish." He fitted himself at the entrance to her core. "Are ye ready?"
"Yes." She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
"Leah." He eased inside a few inches, and his eyes glowed a deep red. "I'll never lose you again."
Again? She started to question him, but gasped when he plunged inside. He was so big, she was grateful when he stayed still for a moment so she could adjust.
"Are ye all right?" he whispered, his breath feathering her ear.
"Yes." She smoothed her hands over his back, feeling the welts that crisscrossed his skin.
"I love you." He kissed a path down her neck.
"I love you, too."
"Leah." He nuzzled her breasts, then drew a nipple into his mouth to suckle.
With a moan she dug her heels into his back and rocked against him.
He responded, withdrawing almost completely before plunging back in.
"Dougal." She gripped him tighter.
He kissed her while he withdrew once again at an agonizingly slow pace.
"Oh, God, faster. Please."
"Are ye complaining?" He kissed her brow. "Shall I make ye scream?"
"Yes!" She gasped when he plunged inside, then continued to thrust at a faster and faster pace. Deeper and deeper.
Her climax hit suddenly with a force that stole her breath and left her dazed, with stars spinning around her head. With a groan, he pumped into her, then collapsed, half sprawled, on top of her.
"Holy crapoly," she whispered. She'd never known sex could be this good. But then, she'd never been in love like this before.
A kernel of fear lodged in her heart. The more she loved, the more vulnerable she was. The more her heart would break if anything - she pushed those thoughts away. She was always thinking too fast and getting ahead of herself.
She tightened her grip around Dougal's neck. He loved her. She loved him. And they were perfect for each other. That was all she needed to think. This was a time to feel. And she had never felt so loved and cherished.
He eased himself off her and gathered her in his arms.