BLOWING ROCK, NORTH CAROLINA
Present Day - The Cottage
It was well after three in the morning and they were still on the couch. Paige guessed she had dozed a bit because two hours had passed by her count of the chimes groaning out of the clock.
Gavin’s head was turned but she could see that his eyes were still open.
Propping her head up, she placed her other hand to his face. “Are you all right?”
He gave her an empty stare and for a moment Paige worried that was having some kind of residual episode. “Gavin?”
His eyes cleared and he looked at her. Really, looked at her. “I thought ye were a dream.”
A wave of relief washed over Paige. “No. I am not a dream.”
Lifting his hand, he used the backs of his fingers and caressed her cheek. “I have missed ye.”
“I’ve missed you too, very much.”
He smiled then and a glimmer of the old Gavin made an appearance, setting her heart to pounding.
“What were you thinking about?”
“I was thinking on how I wanted ta kiss ye.”
“You were?”
“Aye.”
“Then what is stopping you?”
“I was no sure ye would want me to.”
“Why would you think that?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “It’s jes a feeling I have.”
“Well, you are wrong.”
“Am I?” His brows lifted as he examined her face.
“Yes. You are.” She widened her eyes for emphasis.
“I do no believe you.”
“Well, I guess I will have to prove it.”
He smiled then. “I was hoping ye would say that.”
Pulling her to him, he wound his arms around her and kissed her. His kisses were soft and tentative at first. Almost as if he was not sure how she would respond or that he was afraid of hurting her.
However, that did not last long. Once they became acclimated to one another again, it turned very quickly back to how they always were with one another.
His mouth ravished hers as his body pressed in closely. Paige found it hard to take a breath let alone move from his embrace. His hands roamed freely down her body and over her breasts, squeezing, stroking, igniting a fire burning within that she couldn’t control.
Buttons from her nightgown went sailing across the floor as he lowered his head and suckled the delicate flesh.
She arched up against him as his mouth found her nipple.
The bottom of her nightgown went up around her waist and she gasped as his hand slid between her thighs.
“Och, lass, I feel as though I have been dying inside, waiting ta hold ye in me arms once more,” he murmured huskily.
Like balm for her soul his words poured over her, taking with it any trepidation she had been feeling.
His skin was hot under my hand, and smooth like velvet.
A feral hiss of pleasure tore from his mouth as her hand encircled his throbbing erection.
Pulling her leg up, he positioned himself and with one forceful thrust he was buried deeply inside of her body.
She moaned and gasped from the invasion and the burning need to have him stay inside of her body like this forever was unbearable.
His hands slid up her buttocks and down the backs of her legs, all the while he was thrusting forward, filling her completely.
Back and forth they fought, pushing, pulling, gasping… and clinging to one another with their sweat slickened bodies until they both lost control at the same time.
♦
Settled on her side, with her head on his chest, Paige smiled contentedly in the firelight.
Gavin dipped his chin down to see her face. “Lass, what are ye smiling about?”
“Me, you…this…” she waved her hand. “I’m just happy.”
“Och, so ye found me pleasing this time?”
Leaning her head back, Paige looked at his face. He seemed so serious suddenly. “I have found you pleasing every time we have been together and this time was no different,” she clarified for him.
“I am glad ta hear that, lass.”
“Good and don’t forget it.” Paige settled her head back on his chest.
The sound of the clock groaning out five chimes broke through the silence.
Gavin took a breath. “Lass?”
“Yes?”
“I love ye.”
Leaning up, Paige looked directly into his blue-green eyes with all the love she was feeling and with a smile, said, “I know.”