Page 46 of Treachery in the Highlands
"Of course," she agrees with a wink.
The laces of her bodice come undone, and Rachel lets the fabric fall away.I'm still not used to the complicated layers of a Scottish woman's clothing.It's like unwrapping the world's sexiest present, with about fifteen more ribbons and ties than seems necessary.
"Need some help there?"I ask, stepping closer.
"Are ye offering your services as a lady's maid now?"She raises an eyebrow, but her fingers pause on the ties of her skirt.
"I prefer 'gentleman undresser.'It's a more dignified title."
Rachel grins.
As I help her with the remaining layers, my fingers brush against her warm skin, sending electricity racing through my body.Rachel shivers despite the summer warmth.
"Got a chill?"I whisper against her ear.
"Nay," she whispers back."Just eager to have you inside me again."
When she finally stands before me in nothing but her shift, I almost forget to breathe.The thin fabric clings to her curves, virtually transparent wherever the sunlight catches it just right.
"Your turn," she announces, tugging at my leather jacket.
I shrug it off quickly, nearly tripping over my own feet in my haste to undress.Rachel laughs, the sweet sound echoing across the ravine like music.She helps me get rid of my clothes, fingers dancing across my chest as she pushes my shirt up and over my head.
"You know," I say, my voice husky as her palms press against my bare skin, "I'm starting to think Scotland's greatest magic isn't in your witches or your portals."
"Do ye now?"She gazes up at me through those impossibly long lashes."And what would ye say the greatest magic is?"
"You."I capture her lips with mine, tasting the sweetness of her lips, feeling her smile against me."I need to fuck you right now, baby."
"I was hoping you'd say that."Rachel brushes her lips against mine, her fingers already working at the fastenings of my trews."Though we Scots prefer a more poetic turn of phrase."
"What would a proper Highlander say, then?"I ask while I help her push my trews down my legs.My cock springs free, now so stiff that it's almost painful.That's how much I crave this woman.
Her eyes darken as she leans in close, her lips grazing my ear."I want to feel ye move inside me until I canna remember my own name."
The way her accent thickened just now makes my cock twitch against her thigh.Hold on, little buddy.We'll get what we want soon, but her pleasure comes first.
I cough into my fist."That's...definitely more poetic."
We stumble toward the water's edge, neither of us willing to break contact long enough to walk properly, kissing all the while.Rachel's shift is the last barrier between us, and I tug at the thin fabric until she raises her arms, allowing me to pull it over her head.Fortunately, I'd already laid out the picnic blanket for us.
The sight of her naked body steals my breath away.The dappled sunlight filtering through the trees plays across her skin, highlighting the gentle curves of her breasts and hips.Her nipples harden in the cool air, and I can't resist touching them, circling one with my thumb while my mouth finds the other.Rachel moans, her fingers tangling in my hair as she arches against me.
"Joey," she whispers, my name sounding like a prayer on her lips.
I lose myself in the taste of her skin, trailing kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, between her breasts.Every kiss elicits another sigh, another shudder that courses through her body and straight into mine.
"The water," she reminds me breathlessly."We should---oh!"
My hand has found its way between her thighs, fingers sliding through her slick heat.
"Ye waste no time," she says, laughing softly, but the laughter turns to a soft whimper as I circle her glistening clit.Her hips move in rhythm with my touch, and I feel so drunk on her desire that I can't think straight.The scent of her cream intoxicates me, and I groan as she grinds herself against my hand.Damn, I need to devour that little nub.
We're so close to the water that the spray from the falls mists over us like rain.Before I can lose myself completely, Rachel flips me onto my back with surprising strength and straddles my waist.The magic of this place has definitely given her some extra energy.I love her enthusiasm for sex.It means I'll be able to give Rachel multiple orgasms before I come inside her slick channel.
She drags herself along the length of my cock, already slick and ready for me.
"Let's make sure both of us are blessed with great pleasure," she breathes, guiding me to her entrance and slowly lowering herself onto me.
