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His lips traveled up to her earlobe where he tugged on it gently with his lips, kissing it again. Kate tried to move, to get out of the way, but she felt weak at the knees. The kisses made her buckle and she was unable to react. Reuben moved on, his lips moving from her neck to the back of her ear, slowly and sensually, turning Kate on. She held her breath as the pleasure began to build, her body calling for more.
Reuben moved up to her cheek, and then their lips met temporarily. Reuben pulled away and stared at her for a moment, realizing that he had moved a little too fast. He stared at her for a second, considering what the next move would be. But Kate knew what she wanted the next move to be.
Kate knew what she had been keeping from herself for so long. She put a hand behind his neck and pulled Reuben’s face into hers. Their lips met, crashing in a tussle for power. This timeKate kissed him back, her own tongue taking control. She ran her hand through his hair as their lips brushed against each other in a romantic fervor, each touch making the other thirst for more. Reuben was a river, and Kate had a thirst which she could not quench.
Chapter 15
His hands playedwith her hair, pinning her head to the wall as his lips continued their search. Kate felt it in her stomach, each kiss drawing at her delicate skin. Reuben’s lips trailed down her neck to her chest where he lingered. His hands fondling with her through her clothes. Kate found it hard to breathe, closing her eyes as she continued her labored breathing. She arched her body forward, egging him on for him to take more. Kate wanted to give all that she had, she wanted the Laird to take it, and she would give without holding back.
As his lips continued lingering over hers, his arm began to trail down to her belly where it lingered for a moment. Kate knew where he was going, and could not stand the suspense. She moved his hands, taking it further down. Just as he lifted her skirt, Kate felt wetness on her face. She had broken out into a sweat, and her body had reached the precipice of desire. She felt her body shiver, and with her eyes closed, it was almost too much for her to take. The pleasure was just too intense.
Her eyes shot open, and she found Lily and Freya standing over her bed. Kate quickly sat up, wiping the sweat from her forehead, looking around in embarrassment. Her cheeks flushed as she realized that she had been dreaming. Reuben was not in the room, yet her body had reacted in the way it did. She let out a sigh as she remembered that it had only been yesterday when they had shared their long and passionate kiss on the roof, and since then, the memory of the kiss had not left the forefront of her mind. There was nothing else she could think about.
“Are ye all right?” Freya asked, staring at her sister.
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” said Kate. “Was just a dream.”
“Looks more like a nightmare with the way ye were bucking and moaning,” said Freya.
“Moaning?” Kate asked, suddenly apprehensive of what had happened.
“Uh huh,” Lily nodded, staring at Kate.
She suddenly felt a wave of shame come over her as she wondered what her sisters would think if she was having dreams about being with Reuben. She swung her legs over the bed and got to her feet, trying to shake off the feelings of the dream.
“I’m fine, I need to go check on Willow,” Kate began.
“She’s fine, woke up a little bit ago,” said Lily. “She’s doing a lot better.”
“That’s good to hear,” said Kate, walking out of the room.
As she walked down the corridors, she passed by the Lady Grear who was giving instructions to some of the servants. Kate bowed before she walked by, and Grear smiled at her. Another turn took her to the infirmary where she knocked before opening the door. As it opened, she saw Reuben inside, with Hilda finishing up his new bandage.
“Morning,” said Reuben.
The sound of his voice suddenly made her hot behind her ear. She looked to his lips, and quickly averted her eyes elsewhere, not wanting to embarrass herself again.
“Morning,” Kate fired back, before walking by him, heading past Hilda as she murmured a similar greeting.
As she pushed aside the curtains, she found her sister seated on the bed, staring out to the fields outside the window. Willow turned around and smiled at Kate weakly, with a dull look in her eyes. Kate quickly sat next to her, touching her head to check her temperature.
“Let me see yer tongue,” said Kate, looking into her mouth.
“I’m a little dizzy,” Willow replied, not wanting to open her mouth.
“Let me see, it might be reducing.”
“It was just a day, there is no way for ye to tell that it has been.”
Kate looked up at her face, raising an eyebrow at just how easily Willow could talk. Of all of her sisters, Willow was the one who talked the most, and so it made sense for her to chatter on a lot, but now she was sick, the fact that she could still pull it off felt a little off.
“Fine,” Willow replied, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue.
Kate glanced at it, and noticed that the pink color was returning to it, and the underside seemed to have completely reverted. Whatever Hilda had been given was doing its job. The color had returned to her face too. Her lips were still a little blue, but the rest of her skin seemed to have recovered quite quickly.
“Well, what do ye think?” Willow asked, speaking with her tongue out her mouth.
“I think Hilda has done an amazing job, and you will be fine soon,” Kate replied, looking out the window. Once Willow was fine, the fact that they would have to leave once again would arise, and she would have to make that decision.
