Page 46 of Waiting for a Scot Like You
Yet he hungered for more. He added a second finger into her and found the swollen spot within. Ashis thumb circled her clitoris, he thrust into her. She pushed against him, her movements fast and demanding. Ah, bless, she didn’t want gentle—she wanted hard and rough. So he gave it to her, letting the strength of his body serve its true purpose, pumping into her with delicate brutality.
“Yes, God,” she cried.
“Like this?” he snarled. “Fucking you with my hand like this? Tell me.”
The words had torn from him, and at her long moan of pleasure, he couldn’t regret saying them.
“Duncan,” she gasped. “Want... your cock... in my hand...”
Never before had he removed a garment as quickly as he did the infernal nightgown. He tore it from his body, and as he tossed it aside, her long, dexterous fingers wrapped around his cock. His eyes rolled back in bliss.
She pumped her hand up and down his shaft, nothing shy or uncertain about her movements. His precome slicked her fingers and palm, and somehow she knew exactly how he needed to be touched, her hold on him perfect in its power.
But he could not forget that this was about her. Her desires. Her needs. Her body. As she fisted him, he continued to thrust his fingers into her passage and stroke her clitoris. He was so close to climax, yet he would not allow himself the release until she’d achieved her own.
Again, words tore from him, and he could no more stop them than he could hold back a hurricane.
“What do you want?” he panted. “You want me to make you come?”
“Yes...” Her head thrashed on the pillow.
“Ask for it,” he said on a rasp. He heard himself say, “Beg me for it.”
“Please, Duncan,” she moaned. “Please make me come.”
With his hand, he fucked her harder. He took her neck between his teeth and gently bit down, like an animal holding its female for a base, primal mating.
She went taut beneath him as she cried out with her orgasm. He soaked in the feel of her and her sounds, watching her face with each wave.
Then she fell back, spent. “Thank you,” she gasped.
It took every ounce of his will to pull from her exquisite grasp, but he did. He slid down her body and knelt between her legs. Gripping her thighs, he widened her legs, his gaze holding hers all the while.
She gasped. “You’re...?”
“I am—if you want me to.”
“Never had this before,” she confessed.
He went still. Her goddamned husband should have been horsewhipped. “I can stop.”
Her hand tangled in his hair and pushed his head down. “Don’t you dare.”
Nothing else existed for him then but his mouth onher. He glossed his tongue through her folds, lost in her taste and feel. As his fingers caressed and stroked her clitoris, he licked at her opening. She trembled beneath him, but he’d no intention of relenting and wasn’t satisfied until she keened another climax.
He wanted more. As he fastened his lips around her bud, he fucked her with his fingers using the same hard force as before.
She came again, the sound washing through him and centering in his cock.
And then she surged up onto her knees. She tugged him so that he knelt as well, and she gripped his head to give him a deep, fiery kiss. His hold around her hips would doubtless leave a bruise, but she fitted her body snugly to his as she arched and rubbed herself along his cock.
“Know what I was thinking about when you found me in the bath?” she breathed into his mouth. “Was fantasizing that you came into the room and put your cock in my mouth and I sucked you.”
He made a noise, a kind of bestial noise that he’d never made before. “Then, do it.” He thrust against her.
She hummed in agreement before folding herself back to position her mouth close to his straining erection. He grunted when she took hold of him, and he growled when she licked the head. When she sank down, bringing him between her lips and then deeper and deeper until he was almost fully in her mouth, hetipped his head forward and moaned. As she sucked him, she stroked her hand up and down, ensuring that every inch of him was engulfed in sensation.
He couldn’t look away. He had to see her sucking him, his shaft disappearing between her lips. And when he saw her free hand slip down to her pussy, he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
