Entrusted to a Highlander (Highland Promise Trilogy #2) - Donna Fletcher Page 0,71

two fingers. “No limits on how often you get to see me naked and no limits on how often I get to tell you that you’re the most beautiful woman I have ever known.”

Purity moaned not only from the sheer pleasure of his teasing touch, but his teasing and sincere words as well. He stepped closer, his hand falling away from her breast as he took her nipple in his mouth and his hand went around to press against the middle of her back and hold her firmly as he feasted.

Purity went dizzy with the delight, and after he finished enjoying one nipple he delivered the same delight to the other. She moaned and broadened her chest to offer him easy access and instinct, desire, or sheer need had her slipping her hand down to take hold of his hard shaft.

He bucked for a moment, then relaxed as her hand explored him and she reveled in how he could feel hard like iron and yet smooth like silk and so enticing.

She moaned in disappointment when his lips left her breast, but he quickly scooped her up and carried her to the bed, kissing her as he did. He went down on the bed with her, lying beside her. He braced his elbow on the bed, resting his head in his hand as his other hand hovered over her chest, his fingers faintly touching her, and he began to roam.

His touch felt like a delicate feather being brushed over her, every part of her upper body in slow, purposeful strokes that sent her spiraling in a haze of desire until she was completely engulfed in it. After he thoroughly touched every inch of the front of her, he turned her on her back. She thought to object until his hands began to roam over her and this time he didn’t only brush over her upper body, his fingers roamed more intimately over her. She gasped into the pillow when his fingers worked their way between her legs and entered her gently.

His mouth settled near her ear to whisper, “No one will ever touch you intimately but me.”

“I don’t want anyone but you touching me,” she said on bated breath, then managed to remind him on what he had agreed to before they wed. “And I will be the only woman who will ever touch you or you will ever couple with from this day on.”

To her surprise and partial disappointment, he flipped her over.

“I’m all yours,” he said seriously.

She took a needed breath and admitted to something she never expected to tell him. “I always thought of you that way—as mine.”

“I’m glad one of us was wise enough to know we were made for each other.”

“You think that?” she asked startled by his remark.

“I know that,” he said as his hand drifted down to her thatch of hair and she gasped when his finger brushed over the delicate nub hidden there.

After barely a few moments, “Ohhhhh,” rolled out with her sighing moan as he teased her passion to take farther flight. After tormenting her senseless, he kissed down along her midriff to her stomach, his mouth replacing his fingers, and she thought she’d bolt off the bed but his hand firm on her stomach kept her in place. And when his finger slipped inside her to tease, she warned with a moan, “It will be over too soon if you keep this up.”

“The first of several to come tonight,” he said and continued to pleasure her.

Purity moaned and kept a grip on the sheets as her passion soared. Her moans grew when her husband would ease his teasing and let her passion return to simmer before he would start again on her.

“Not fair, Arran, I want to touch you as well,” she cried out after he let her simmer again for the second time.

“Later,” he said and rose up to hover over her, running his tongue over her lips as he pressed his thick shaft between her legs. “Open for me,” he said, his whisper a strong command.

She spread her legs and opened her mouth and he settled his lips over hers, his tongue hurrying in and her tongue eagerly welcoming him just as she welcomed the feel of his shaft poking at her entrance between her legs.

This was it, finally she would feel him inside her, but he didn’t rush, he poked and prodded at her entrance, slipping in ever so slightly, letting her get a feel for him, making