Her husband pulled her back by her hair, his face betraying his shock.
“Where in the hell did ye learn to do something like that?”
His brogue was so thick she had trouble understanding him. But there was no mistaking the fact that she was affecting him.
“Court gossip.” She worked her hand up to the tip and slid one fingertip through that slit. A muscle jerked along the side of his jaw. “I believe I may have just discovered the first good use of it. What do you think?”
His eyes glowed, anticipation burning in their dark centers. The grip that held her hair relaxed and she lowered her attention to his length again. She licked him again, this time running her tongue all the way around the crown. His hips jerked toward her and she opened her mouth to allow the first inch to enter.
“I swear to God I cannae believe ye’re doing this.”
There was no way she was going to stop, either. Moving her head in slow motion, she took his length in and out of her mouth, allowing more of his cock to penetrate each time she pressed toward him. He captured the back of her head and his fingers gripped the soft strands, sending little prickles of pain across her scalp. The portion that wouldn’t fit into her mouth she stroked with her hand, keeping the same motion as her mouth. He shuddered and groaned, his large body drawn tight as a bowstring.
“Enough, lass! I’ll be unmanned in another few moments.”
He pulled her away from his cock, frustrating her. “And what is wrong with that?”
He sank to his knees in front of her, maintaining his grip on her hair. One hard arm encircled her waist, shifting the power balance between them. She was now his captive; his superior strength bound her against him. But she was a willing one. Her body eagerly soaked up the feeling of his skin pressed against hers. Pleasure washed over her, every warm ridge of muscle delighting her.
“A good lover doesna spill himself until he has satisfied his partner.”
“But many a husband does not concern himself with his wife’s pleasure.”
He bent her back until she lay on the carpet. But he didn’t lie on top of her. He sat back on his haunches, making her long for his body against hers again.
“I enjoy pleasuring ye.”
Promise flickered in his eyes. He reached for one of her feet and stripped her shoe and stocking off. His fingers toyed with her bare calf, stroking the skin. The fire had burned down but the coals turned her skin scarlet. She was suddenly shy and pressed her thighs together.
“Och now. That willnae do at all.”
He lifted her other foot and removed her last garment. He gently massaged her foot for a long moment before rubbing his fingers down over her ankle, working the muscles with soothing motions. A little hum of pleasure crossed her lips.
“Better, but I’m wanting that confidence back that ye had when ye so boldly sucked my cock.”
Her cheeks burned but she couldn’t stop the smile that parted her lips. His hands stroked past her knee, gently parting her thighs. He leaned down until she could feel the soft hair that coated his chest against her breasts. His breath teased her lips before he pressed a warm kiss onto her mouth.
“But I’m also wanting to repay the favor.”
“What?”
He chuckled while keeping her back on the floor with his larger body. He gently cupped both of her breasts. Need spiked through her but there was no hurry displayed in his expression. He tilted his head and pressed a kiss against her neck while his thumbs toyed with her nipples. She arched beneath him, craving more contact. He kissed his way down her body until he found one soft mound. The skin drew tight with anticipation, her nipple aching for the touch of his lips. She had never wanted something so badly.
Keir didn’t disappoint her. He licked his way to the top of her breast and closed his lips around the hard point. She cried out, unable to keep the pleasure behind her lips. She reached for him, gripping his shoulders and arching so that her breast was raised up for his mouth to feast upon. He cupped it, his grip holding the soft mound in place. She’d never have guessed that a mouth might feel so hot, but his lips burned across the tender tip of her nipple, the point of