BLOWING ROCK, NORTH CAROLINA
The Cottage Property- Present Day
Living in the Highlands had taught Gavin a thing or two about sneaking up on someone. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how one looked at it, the same did not hold true for his lass. She made more noise than Callum and Muir trying the like while they were well into their cups and that was saying something.
“Lass, what are ye about?” Water lapped against his waist as he stood up. Pushing his long hair back from his face with one hand, he twisted the length until all the water released from the silky tendrils.
“Huh?” I slowly pulled my eyes away from his glistening naked body and lifted them to his face.
The corners of his lips lifted. “Lass,” he repeated. “What are ye about?”
“Oh, right,” I said, finally coming back to my senses. “How did you know I was here?” Kicking off my flip-flops, I sat down and slid my feet into the water.
“The better question to ask yerself is how could I not know ye were here. Ye make enough noise ta wake the dead.”
“I wasn’t trying to be loud.” I kicked water in his direction.
“I know.” He waded closer, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Did ye come to join me for a swim?”
“No,” I lied. “I was just picking some flowers and decided to come and um….” I searched my mind for something else to say… “coming to see what you were up to,” I added lamely.
“Hmm,” he mused.
I could tell he didn’t really believe me but thankfully, he didn’t call me out on my obvious lie.
“The water is nice.” He stopped walking and reached out for her legs. “Are ye sure ye don’t want to take a little dip?”
“Noo!” I tried to pull my feet back out of water, but wasn’t fast enough.
Gavin pulled her forward until her legs spread wide and her thighs were on either side of his hips. “Now,” he asked, his voice low, almost a whisper as he leaned forward, “do ye want ta tell me why ye were spying on me?”
“I wasn’t spying,” I argued, even though the look on his face told me quite clearly that he knew I was full of it.
He tightened his grip and pulled her a little closer.
“Gavin…” I pressed my hands against his chest. It felt cool under my fingers. “I’m not getting in the water.”
“Who said anything about ye getting in the water?”
I narrowed my eyes. “If that isn’t what you are intending, then why do you have hold of my legs?”
“I was just trying ta be helpful.” His brow quirked up. “The embankment tis slippery and ye might accidentally fall in.”
As his cold wet hands slid up my thighs, I shivered. “What are you doing?”
Gavin ignored her question. “Did I mention how beautiful ye look this morning?”
“No. You …um…didn’t.” A flush of heat crested my cheeks.
“Och…” He trailed a wet finger up her arm. “I seem to have been remiss in my duties, then, aye.”
“Um, yeah, I guess.”
“Did ye sleep well?” He pushed her hair over her shoulder.
“Yeah, uh…what are you doing?” Beads of water slid down between my breasts.
“I am helping ye cool down a bit.” His lips lifted into a lazy grin.
Cool down?
Was he nuts?
I was burning up and I could barely catch a breath. He was so damn hot. And he is mine, I thought, or I did until that stupid voice of mine cut in adding its two cents, ruining it with, “for now.”
“Ye, like this?” He slid his fingers under the eyelet lace.
What was there not to like? “Yes.”
“I see that ye do.” He pulled her closer so she was flush against his erection.
“Gavin…” I could tell what he was about by the look on his face. “We can’t do this…here.”
He leaned back, his brows creasing. “Why ever not?”
“Someone might see us,” I whispered.
“Lass,” he sighed. “There is no one about but the small animals and birds. I do no think they would mind terribly if we had a bit o’ sport with each other, aye?”
I would have agreed but I had the strangest feeling we were being watched. Warily I looked over my shoulder, just in case, but I couldn’t see anyone. “Well…” I turned back around and his face was only inches away from mine.
“Just a wee morning kiss.”
“Just a kiss?”
“Aye,” he said. “Just a wee one.”
“Well, if you only want a kiss, I guess that is okay.”
Gavin leaned forward, pressed his lips against the bare flesh at the front of her neck, and then continued downward until his lips were resting on the swell of her breasts. Using his teeth, he untied the ribbon in the front holding the eyelet lace together.
“Gavin…” I squirmed away from him. “I thought you said you only wanted a kiss?”
“Aye,” he agreed. “I am getting ta that.”
Well hell. I didn’t realize he was going to do that. Gasping, I reflexively tightened my legs around his waist.
“That’s more like it…” Gavin dipped his head down and put his mouth right on her breast.
All my protests and inhibitions flew right out the window as his hot breath blew onto my hardened nipple through the lacy material of my bra. “Gavin,” I half cried/moaned, arching back. The feel of the cold water combined with his hot breath sent shivers racing against my skin.
Gavin lifted the bottom of her tank top and slid it upward and over her head, tossing it on the embankment. Hooking his fingers in the straps of her bra, he pulled each side down and kissed the delicate skin as he uncovered each breast. “That’s better,” he said, removing the bra completely. “Do ye still want me ta stop?” he asked gruffly.
I looked down. His erection jutted upward between my thighs. “No.” I tightened my hold.
A knowing smile lifted the corners of his lips. “I thought ye would come ta yer senses.” Gavin lowered his lips to hers at the same time he thrust deeply inside her body, grunting in satisfaction. “Are ye all right?”
“Yes.” I nodded enthusiastically. Hell, I was better than all right—I was on fire.
“Good.” His mouth found hers again, and he lost himself in the moment. His breath was coming hot and fast now as the horrible memories churning deep inside abated with each mind numbing thrust. Tightening his hold, he jerked her legs higher for better penetration and buried himself even deeper.
“Oh God, Gavin, yes!” I raked my nails across his flesh, making him flinch as he continued his relentless assault.
Again, and again, he filled her completely. She held on, kissing and sucking, ravaging his neck with her teeth, then soothing the reddened skin with her tongue.
There was no reprieve from my animalistic response to Gavin. When I was with him, I had no control over my body. I attacked him like a starving animal deprived of food and water for far too long.
Gavin was no stranger to this kind of mating. The animalistic part of him took over and he met her attack with his own. His mouth captured hers, silencing her cries of ecstasy as he pumped harder, faster; pushing them both to the release they both were fighting for.
Too soon, my body tightened and then released, as my mind-numbing orgasm shook me to my core.
Jerkily thrusting forward one last time, Gavin let out a hiss of pleasure as his seed jetted deep within her womb.