Page 34 of The Highlander's Inconvenient Wife
Jasper took her by surprise as he suddenly gripped her hips and sat up with her in his lap, holding her against him as he settled her form into his. “As ye wish,” he whispered against her lips as he drew her in for a second kiss that was just as tender and soft as the first.
Joan felt her breathing quicken as he explored the shape of her body with his hands, deepening the kiss as he started massage her slender waist, working his way up to the swell of her breasts and lingering over her ribs.
“Tell me to stop, an’ I will,” he said gruffly after biting her lip and cupping her breasts in his hands with a fierceness that drove her wild. She suddenly found herself wanting him to take complete command of her body, mind, and soul.
“Don’t…” she demanded forcefully, looking into his eye with all the passion and heat she felt toward him at present. “In fact, I command you to carry on.” She placed her forehead against his and shut her eyes as the rest of the word faded into nothing but background noise.
The moment lingered between them as Joan caught a glimpse in his eye that she couldn’t explain; it took her breath away and made her feel as if she were looking into his soul. The things she saw in there made her body ache with longing for his touch, sending a wave of fire to her core that couldn’t be tamed.
Taking her by the waist, Jasper suddenly flipped her onto her back in the grass, looking down at her with a wild look of hunger. “Don’t...” he commanded her sharply just as she was about to cover her bare legs with her skirts. Taking his finger, he started at her neck, drawing a line down her chest, between her breasts, and down to her naval.
Allowing her hands to fall limply on either side of her head, she focused on her breathing and allowed him to take control. “Take command then, my laird,” she breathed as the gentle breeze kissed the skin of her thighs, barely taming the heat the was emanating from her core.
Leaning in close with a dangerous glint in his eye, Jasper whispered in her ear as he cupped her full breast in the palm of his hand. “Jasper… Say me name.” He began to move over her breast in a circular motion with the fabric of her dress in his palm. “Call me by me name,” he commanded more fiercely.
“Jasper…” she breathed heavily as a warm sensation of pleasure spread through her breast, making her nipple hard against the fabric of her corset. She looked him in the eye and brought one leg up at his side, teasing him as she rubbed her inner thigh against his hip.
Kissing her with force, he pulled the neckline of her dress down until the peak of her breasts popped over the corset from the force of his movements. The breeze suddenly reached her breasts, and her nipples hardened against the cold.
Joan moaned in pleasure as he kissed his way down her neck and took one of her nipples into his mouth, gently nibbling the rosy bud. He used his free hand to feel her leg, dragging his palm over the smooth skin until he reached her inner thigh. Lingering there for a moment, he shifted his focus onto her other nipple as he repeated his actions and played with his tongue.
“I want to make ye feel good.” He suddenly moved up with his mouth and breathed in her ear as the tips of his fingers played with the lace of her undergarments before he used his hand to gently push open her thighs.
“I want that too,” she gasped as he placed his index finger beneath the sheer fabric of her chemise and pulled it aside, allowing the breeze to kiss more than just her thighs.
Allowing his gaze to fall to his hand, Jasper’s breathing quickened as he felt his way over her skin. “I’m going to touch ye now,” he whispered tenderly in her ear as he lowered his torso onto hers and kissed her neck. “Yer body will show me what ye like…”
Joan’s eyes suddenly shot open as he touched her core in the most scintillating manner that had her gasping for air. His fingers worked over her folds in a rhythmic fashion that made her want to scream his name. Her body writhed with pleasure beneath his touch as he held her still. Tiny beads of sweat formed on her skin as he worked his magic, making her beg for him not to stop.
Jasper shifted his mouth to hers as he parted her lips with his tongue and kissed her deeply, making the world around them disappear as she had commanded. His kiss stifled her moans of pleasure as the moment dragged on into eternity, allowing her pleasure to build with every moment that passed.
Feeling as if she would burst if she didn’t feel his body against hers, Joan placed her hand against his face and held him steady as she leaned her head back in pure ecstasy. Allowing a moan to escape her lips, she rode the waves of pleasure he was creating in her being.
“Shhh,” he whispered gently, placing his free hand over her lips just as she was about to scream. “Daenae scream, lass; someone may think yer being hurt.” He chuckled softy in her ear as her eyes rolled back in her head. He picked up the pace as he focussed on the bud between her thighs that gave her the most pleasure.
“Jasper…” she gasped against his hand in a stifled moan, biting down on his fingers when she couldn’t take it any longer.
Feeling a wave of heat in her core that swept her away on a gust of pleasure, Joan suddenly tensed as every muscle in her body responded to his touch, leaving her breathless as wave after wave of pleasure made her body shudder and spasm until she lost control over all of her senses.
Jasper kept his hand between her thighs as he whispered to her in Gaelic, gently kissing the side of her face and neck until all of the waves had subsided. It wasn’t until she lay completely still that he fixed her dress and drew her against his chest, rolling her onto her side until they were facing one another.
The deep sound of his voice drew her into another world as she listened to a language she didn’t understand yet felt as if she could feel with her soul.
She breathed in his woody, masculine scent for a while before looking up with a smile. “Does it always feel like that with a man and a woman?” she asked hesitantly, still coming down from the things he’d made her feel. She lifted her hand and drew a line across his jaw with the back of her finger.
Jasper remained quiet for a moment before stroking her hair and hugging her body closer to his. “I heard it can be like that if the connection between a man and a woman is real.” He pressed a tendered kiss against her forehead that made her stomach flutter before burying his face in her hair.
“Yer hair smells wonderful,” he said in a husky tone as he let out a breath that tickled her skin.
“It’s lavender,” she replied with a warm smile on her lips. “The maids that help me with my bath showed me how to weave it into my braid,” she explained before kissing the tip of his chin.
“Yer just full of secrets,” he teased and held her closer, breathing in the scent of her hair.
“Jasper,” she said as she suddenly straightened her body against his and popped herself up on her elbow. There was an aspect of their intimate moment that had been slightly lacking for her. She’d heard from some of her friends that men could feel just as much pleasure from a woman as she had just felt.
“Aye?” he asked as he ran his fingertips over the parts of her chest that were still exposed, creating a warm tingling sensation in her chest.
“Would you show me how to make you feel the same way?” she asked and bit her lips. “I don’t want you to feel left out.”
