Return of the Scot (Scots of Honor #1) - Eliza Knight Page 0,79

exquisite,” he murmured, his gaze raking down the length of her and the look of pure hunger on his face sending shivers through her.

Lorne knelt before her, untying her garters one at a time and fluttering little kisses to her thighs and knees as he did it. He unrolled her stockings and tossed them aside. She watched the deft way his fingers worked in utter fascination, and then he glanced up at her, stopping her breath altogether.

“I do no’ know how anyone did no’ scoop ye up before I came back, but I am a man truly blessed.”

Jaime smiled. “Fate, I suppose. Or my stubbornness.”

“I’ve never been more grateful.” He chuckled, then reached his hands behind her and drew her nearer until his face was buried between her thighs, and he was breathing her in, placing small butterfly kisses on the very heat of her.

Jaime’s legs trembled, her knees threatening to buckle. She grasped his shoulders for balance, a whimper escaping her. How could she be expected to concentrate on standing when he was doing that?

Lorne stood then, taking away the worry she had for her stability, and lifted her by her bottom. As he did so, her legs instinctively circled his waist. She gasped at the feel of rough breeches against her sex, then felt her insides flutter at the hardness encased beneath as it rubbed against her most sensitive place.

“Oh, Lorne,” she murmured, kissing his neck, feeling the quickened pulse beneath her tongue as she mimicked what he’d done to her.

“Naughty lass,” he groaned. Lorne laid her out on the bed, then knelt on the floor, his hands pressing her thighs wider as he looked at her.

“Please,” she murmured.

He grinned. “Ye need no’ beg, lass, for I have no plans to waylay this decadent treat.” And then he placed his lips there, his wicked tongue stroking along her folds until he reached that tight knot of euphoria.

Jaime’s fingers curled into the coverlet, her head thrown back in pleasure as he swirled and licked and sucked. He took his time tormenting her. Fast then slow, and then he’d pull away until she begged him to come back. Over and over, until at last, that blessed peak descended upon her, shattering her insides. Her legs shook violently as her body exploded in pleasure. Back bowed, hips thrust forward. Oh, it was heaven.

When she was finally able to open her eyes, it was to watch Lorne take off his breeches, his male organ springing free of the confines. She had thought she’d be frightened of it when she finally did see it, having only felt it before when he rubbed it against her. However, Lorne’s body did nothing but make her want more. She beckoned for him, and he didn’t hesitate climbing over her, between her thighs. He rested on an elbow, his face near hers, his warm, thick shaft probed with scorching delight at her center.

“Are ye ready?” he asked.

His fingers danced over her thigh, to her pulsing core, and he slipped one inside of her. She lifted her hips, arched her back and moaned. Another finger dipped inside, stretching her most deliciously.

“Aye,” she whimpered.

There was that wicked grin again. “Ye are, my love.” Lorne took hold of his length and slid it along her wet folds until he lodged at her entrance. “This may hurt, but only a little, I hope.”

He kissed her then, stroking his tongue along hers, a soft moan on his lips as he surged forward, breaking the barrier of her entrance, claiming her body as he seized her mouth. She cried out at the sudden intrusion, at the small pinch of pain. While his body stilled on top of hers, inside of her, his mouth continued to work, kissing her with such passion she soon forgot the discomfort of their joining.

“Are ye all right?” He hovered over her, eyes locked on hers.

“Verra,” Jaime said with a smile.

“Good.” He kissed her again, then trailed his lips down her neck as he started to move. He swirled his tongue over her nipple, sucked, licked. His hips pulled back, then pushed forward again and again while his mouth and hands seemed to be everywhere.

Jaime spread her legs wider, her eyes open in surprise at the pleasant sensations rippling from within. She’d not expected it to feel so good…so different than his mouth on her. It was an altered, deeper pleasure.

With her arms and legs wrapped around her husband, Jaime let him take her to unknown lands. His body