Page 47 of A Forbidden Night with a Scot
“Alicia.”
The sound of her name coming so softly from Samuel’s lips distracted her from her thoughts and she gave him a half-hearted smile, before she leaned in for another kiss, one that he accepted but also ended quickly.
“What is it?” he asked. “Ye seem disturbed.”
With a sigh, Alicia leaned back, bracing herself against the mattress. “I’m thinkin’ about Faither, about what he’ll say when he finds out.”
Samuel nodded solemnly. Surely, he too understood the precarious nature of their situation and he was just as worried about it, if not more. Alicia would always be her father’s daughter. No matter what happened, no matter what she did, she knew he would never cease to love her. She couldn’t say the same about Samuel. As close as they were, if her father saw this as a betrayal, then Samuel had everything to lose. At best, hewould lose his friend. At worst, he would have an unwanted war in his hands.
Surely, Faither willnae go as far as tae wage a war against him.
Or will he?
It was a possibility she’d rather not consider. In fact, she’d rather not consider any of it in that moment, when she and Samuel were finally alone.
“Forgive me,” she said. “I didnae mean tae upset ye too.”
“Ye didnae upset me,” Samuel assured her. “This is somethin’ I’ve thought about often an’ I dae fear yer faither will be displeased. But I am willin’ tae try if ye are.”
Alicia was willing to try. She was willing to try anything if it meant she would have a better shot at a future with Samuel.
“I am,” she promised him, and then kissed him once more. This time, Samuel didn’t pull back from her. He only wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in his lap, and Alicia went easily, straddling his thighs and settling against him.
His lips were soft against hers, his shoulders firm under her hands as she brushed them over his shirt, fingers itching to touch the skin underneath. She ached for him as she always did, her body drawn to him like the tide is drawn to the moon. Itwas always meant to be like this, she thought. In a thousand lifetimes, Alicia was certain she would always find Samuel.
With her arms wrapped around his neck, Alicia captured his lips in another, heated kiss. A shiver ran down her spine as Samuel ran his hands up her thighs and then grabbed her rear, squeezing the ample flesh until he drew a moan out of her, one that was muffled by his mouth. Already, heat pooled deep in her core, her need for Samuel so strong that every worry was chased out of her mind within an instant, leaving her thoughts blank. She let her head fall back with a sigh and Samuel began to scatter kisses down her jaw and neck, his lips leaving a trail of heat behind wherever they touched.
When he drew the sensitive skin of the base of her neck between his teeth, Alicia gasped, her breath catching in her throat. The slight sting of his teeth was exhilarating, giving an edge to the soft kisses that he continued to pepper over her throat.
Eager hands tore at her dress and Alicia tried to help Samuel as he fought with her clothes. So impatient was he that he only managed to tangle his fingers in the fabric, and the frustrated growl he gave tore a laugh out of Alicia.
“I’m nae goin’ anywhere,” Alicia said with a teasing smirk. “Ye dinnae have tae rush.”
“Why dae yer dresses have so many laces?” Samuel grumbled, still fighting with the fastenings. With a sigh, Alicia rose from his lap and stood before him, deftly undoing the laces and removing her clothing piece by piece until she was standing naked. Then,she undid her hair, too, letting it fall out of its updo and over her shoulders, her entire body heating under Samuel’s hungry gaze.
With a courage she didn’t even know she possessed, Alicia said, “It’s yer turn now. I’ve never seen ye nude.”
Samuel wasted no time before he, too, stood from the bed and all but tore the clothes off his body, tossing them carelessly in a pile on the floor. Once he was fully naked, Alicia realized that she had been staring, unable to take her gaze off him.
In the candlelight that illuminated the room, his body seemed as though it had been sculpted by a loving hand—the muscles of his chest and stomach rippling with every movement he made, his skin glowing in the incandescence, his eyes shining with passion. Alicia took a step closer to him and let her fingers trail down his chest slowly, the touch as soft as it was teasing. Samuel shuddered under her fingertips, the subtle motion echoing through Alicia’s body. She moved her hands lower and lower, reaching just under his navel before bringing them back up with a smirk to rest on his shoulders, much to Samuel’s amusement.
“Does it please ye tae tease me?” he asked. Alicia nodded, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.
She had to admit that she enjoyed it, especially when his hardening manhood twitched at her approach, as if the mere expectation of her touch was enough to drive him wild.
Tutting softly, Samuel grabbed Alicia, who had to bite back a surprised yelp as she was manhandled by him so that herback was plastered to Samuel’s chest, the two of them standing so close that she could feel the heat of his body pressed up everywhere against her. His hands roamed down her body, teasing her breasts, her nipples, fingers pinching and pulling at them until Alicia moaned his name in abandon, back arching to push into the touch.
“I ken how tae tease ye, too,” Samuel whispered in her ear. And tease her he did, his touch turning so soft and gentle that she could barely feel it as it ghosted over her skin, tracing a path down her stomach and stopping just short of her mound.
“Samuel,” she gasped, once again trying to arch into the touch, to get more than he was giving her, but he was quick to still her with his free hand. Instead of touching her where she wanted it the most, Samuel kissed and sucked at the tender skin on her neck, then nibbling the flesh with his teeth. “Dae I have tae beg?”
“Beg? Never,” Samuel said, but Alicia could feel his smirk against her neck. “But ye have tae ask nicely.”
Rolling her eyes, Alicia had half a mind to refuse, but Samuel’s touch was maddening, just enough to drive her insane with lust without offering any relief. “Please,” she said in a hushed voice, trying to tilt her hips again and get his touch where she wanted it the most. “Please, touch me.”
“Like this?” Samuel asked as his hand finally trailed lower, fingers grazing over that sensitive spot that made Alicia see stars behind her eyelids. “It wasnae so difficult, was it?”
Samuel’s words were teasing and playful, so Alicia only rolled her eyes. He chuckled next to her ear, but this time, he didn’t ask her to be nice or stop his ministrations. He only moved his hand lower and lower until his fingers rubbed and probed at her entrance, stealing the air right out of her lungs. Against her thigh, she could feel the hard length of his manhood, heat emanating from it, and all she wanted was to finally feel him inside her.
