The Scotch Series: The Complete Series (Scotch #1-3) - Penelope Sky Page 0,58

got the chance then wrapped my hand around his base. I stroked him at the same time as he entered my mouth, his swollen head moving deep into the back of my throat. My saliva dripped down his length and onto my hand, giving me more lubrication to stroke him.

Crewe pumped into my throat at a greater pace, entering me deep and hard. He breathed deeply as I pleasured him, his brown eyes vibrant. His hand moved to the back of my neck where he got a good grip. “I can’t wait to come in your mouth, Lovely.”

To my surprise, I wanted to taste him too. I tightened my grip on his dick and stroked him harder, my mouth working at the same time. My neck ached from the constant movement, and my knees burned from the way I was sitting, but nothing slowed me down.

His fingertips dug into my skin, and a quiet moan escaped his throat. “Here it comes.” He shoved himself far into the back of my throat, nearly initiating my gag reflex a few times. He viciously pumped into me as he got off. He released a loud moan and shoved himself in as far as he would go, dumping everything inside me.

Mounds of his come hit the back of my throat and dripped down, oozing everywhere. I could taste some on the back of my tongue, and I noticed a hint of salt, among other things. I watched his expression as he gave me everything he had, his eyes locked to mine with possessiveness.

When he was finished, he slowly pulled out of me and returned his dick to his pants. “Show me.”

I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant, but I stuck out my tongue.

He gave me a look of approval. “Swallow.”

Most of it had already slid down my throat, so I consumed the rest of it.

His eyes darkened before he extended a hand and helped me up. “Ariel will come by your room when she’s ready.”

What? That was it? My panties were soaked after I watched him get off. He always took care of me, so the jarring goodbye was off-putting. “How about you come with me back to the room?”

His hand moved to my neck, his favorite place to touch me. “No. This way, you’ll be thinking about me all day.”

I already did think about him all day, whether it was fantasies of killing him or fucking him.

He kissed me on the mouth even though I just sucked him off. Then he abruptly let me go and walked away, back to work as if I hadn’t just sucked his cock in the entryway of an ancient castle.

Ariel sat on the cushioned arm chair with her tablet, her black glasses resting on the bridge of her nose. Her eye makeup gave her a mysterious look, and the designer clothes she wore made her look more like a model than a businesswoman. She glanced at me from time to time but didn’t say a word to me.

I enjoyed the sight of the trees and the tulips, letting the sun soak into my skin and make me feel warm. The walls of the castle surrounded us, shifting and turning across the green land. In the distance were more trees and hills, the surroundings just as beautiful. The air was different here, cleaner and lighter.

Everything I’d seen of Scotland had been beautiful. Even Fair Isle, out in the middle of the North Sea, was breathtaking. Freezing and windy, it was still a sight to behold. And now I was seeing a structure that was so old I couldn’t comprehend it.

I wasn’t sure how safe I felt with Ariel. If one of the other men tried to take advantage of me, I didn’t think she would do anything to protect me. But she was loyal to Crewe, so I assumed she would do as he asked. But even then, she didn’t carry a gun. Crewe claimed she was the toughest of them all, so maybe she had hidden talents I didn’t know about.

Her attitude was definitely ruthless.

I walked through the courtyard then ventured to the other side, spotting a squirrel in the tree.

“Don’t go too far.” The warning in Ariel’s voice told me not to challenge her.

I watched the squirrel until he disappeared, and then I returned to the clearing. The tulips in the flower bed were different colors: pink, yellow, blue, and every other color you could think of. The climate of Scotland made summer feel like spring.