Bedding the Enemy - By Mary Wine Page 0,55

ever touched her bottom.

Not that she could recall.

Keir tightened his grip before rubbing slowly over each rounded cheek. He watched her while he did it. His gaze lacked the possessive look she would have expected. Instead there was an inquisitive look, a questioning slant to his eyes that sent color burning along her cheeks.

He chuckled, pressing a kiss against the finger on his lips. A look of experience settled into his eyes that chafed. There appeared to be so much that she didn’t understand about her own body. She felt that lack keenly.

Leaning forward, she kissed him. It was nothing soft or hesitant. Holding his head with her hands, she angled her face so that their lips could fit together easily. Keir was finished being docile, too. He took her kiss and met her in the middle, demanding she open her mouth for their tongues to mingle. She shivered, that spot at the top of her sex throbbing harder. His tongue thrust deeply into her mouth and her passage ached for the same treatment, but from something harder.

Keir rolled her over again. This time he settled lower, his hips below her spread sex. She was acutely aware of her passage, in a way she’d never been before. But there was no humiliation. No raging concern for her modesty. Only a need to be closer to her lover.

He smoothed his hand along her inner thigh, spreading her thighs so that his fingers might trail into the moist center of her body.

She cried out, not able to form words any longer. There was too much sensation, too much pleasure. Her heart was racing and her breathing was harsh, trying to keep pace. The first touch made her arch, her entire back straining away from the bed. But his body wouldn’t allow her to escape. She clawed at his shoulders, gripping the hard muscle.

But his fingers returned to her open folds, tormenting them with light touches that sent pleasure spiking up her passage. She ached for more. Her eyes slid closed because she just couldn’t keep her thoughts on anything but the teasing touches of his fingers. The sound of her own heartbeat filled her ears. His skin felt hot beneath her palms.

He found the spot at the top of her sex that was throbbing. Her eyes opened wide as he settled one thick fingertip on top of it. His face was a mask of tension. She stared at it, both fascinated and apprehensive of the raw hunger displayed there.

“Aye, lass, you’re testing me mightily. But I swear I’ll no’ hurt ye by rushing.”

“I’m a maiden. It will hurt. I’m not afraid.” No, she was achy and hot. Her hips lifted toward his hand and she gasped when the increase in pressure against his finger sent pleasure through her so sharply that she felt dizzy.

“Aye. But ye will learn to trust me because I didna claim ye the second the church gave me the right.” His finger moved, rubbing her clitoris in a motion that nearly drove her insane. “First I’m going to show ye what delights marriage offers.”

“I don’t understand.”

And her eyes closed because pleasure was twisting and tightening beneath that finger. Her hips jerked upward, grinding against his touch. The need intensified until it was the only thing that she noticed, that pulsing need to lift and grind against his hand. She pulled on his shoulders, desperate to get closer. Suddenly the tension broke in a burst of pleasure so acute, she cried out with it. The delight twisted down her passage and into her belly. She was held frozen in that moment. Time stopped as the pleasure consumed her.

“Now ye understand.” A soft kiss pressed against her lips. It was so tender, she felt tears sting the corners of her eyes. His hand was back on her breast, gripping the soft mound and gently pinching the nipple.

But his cock was pressing against her opening, the hard head of it burrowing into the spread folds. She was slick with her own juices, making it easy for him to push forward. Her sheath was tight, the walls protesting his invasion. But her muscles were lax, allowing him to press deeper. Her passage ached and then burned. Her fingers renewed their grip on his shoulders, her back arching away from his possession.

He held her still. She sucked in a deep breath when he withdrew but it hissed through her clenched teeth when he thrust smoothly back into her. This time he gained more

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