Page 50 of The Highlander's Inconvenient Wife
“I’m just going to shift yer position for a moment,” he whispered in her ear before kissing the lobe. “All of these clothes are in the way,” he teased her as his hands moved down the length of her body.
Feeling her heart leap in her chest, Joan allowed him to grip her waist before he turned and lay her beside him on the seat. Her hands automatically gripped the leather to keep herself from sliding onto the floor.
“I’ll go slow,” he whispered against her neck before kissing a path down her chest and over the fabric of her dress. His hands slid down to her ankles where he removed her boots one at a time before sliding up her thighs under her dress.
Shutting her eyes, Joan allowed the sensation of his palms against her stockings to send a wave of tingling through her body.
Starting at the top of her thighs, he looped his fingers into the hem of her garments and gently pulled them down, taking his time to caress her skin as the fabric shifted in a fluid motion. The cool night air that filled the cabin kissed her skin in a scintillating manner that made her shiver.
Her chest began to rise and fall in rapid succession as he slipped the stockings over her ankles and tossed them aside. The wild look in his eye that was visible from the sliver of moonlight that filtered through the curtains drove her wild. She wanted him more in that moment than she had ever before.
“I want to taste every inch of ye,” he said in a husky voice that made her shiver before bringing her leg up beside his head and kissing her ankle. Working his way down slowly, he licked and nipped at her flesh before pushing her dress all the way up her thighs and dipping his head into her lap.
Joan panicked slightly, uncertain of what he was about to do, and a hot blush spread over her face. She felt a strange kind of excitement mixed with anticipation that made her tingle.
Feeling her hesitation, Jasper looked up. “Daenae stress, lass; do ye remember how good it felt when I touched ye on the cliff?” He gave her a moment to take in his words.
“Yes,” she breathed through labored breaths.
“Well, this is going to feel a whole lot better.” His voice sounded as if he were smiling as he lowered his head once again. “Trust me,” Jasper whispered against the tender flesh of her thigh before kissing a way to her core.
Gasping, Joan arched her back the second his tongue made contact with her most intimate parts. The hot sensation made her tingle and shudder in a delectable manner that made her place her hands behind his head and push him down. She wanted more of what he was doing, more of the soft sensations and flicking of his tongue. It was almost more than she could bare, yet she cried out for more.
It wasn’t long before she was writhing with pleasure beneath his face, and Jasper had to use his hands on her hips to hold her steady. The loudness of her moans filled the carriage as her hips rose to meet the quickening strokes of his tongue.
His moans of reciprocated pleasure sent her over the edge as her legs began to tremble and shake. The same feeling of ecstasy that had built in her core on the cliff rose and erupted in a wave of pleasure that had her thighs gripping his head between her legs.
Taking his time to gently lick her down from the high, he gently kissed her folds and inner thighs until he felt her falling back on the seat from sheer exhaustion.
“Did ye enjoy that, me love?” he asked her in a breathless voice after he finally came up for air. “Because I enjoyed doin’ that to ye.” He gently stroked the outside of her legs with the tips of his fingers until an even blanket of goosebumps broke out over her flesh.
“That… was amazing,” she breathed with her eyes shut as she reached down and tangled her fingers in his hair. The moment was so perfect that she wanted to touch him in any way that she could.
“Good,” he said in a cheeky tone before nipping her thigh a final time. “That was just the beginnin’, an’ I liked what I tasted,” he chuckled softly as he drew himself up above her body and looked down at her as he rested his weight on his arms.
“Jasper,” she smiled up at him. “Do you remember on the cliff when I asked you to show me how to pleasure you in the same way?” she felt almost shy because of the question she was about to ask him.
“Aye, I remember that very well,” he said softly as he brought his hand up to her cheek and stroked her skin with the back of his fingers. “It felt amazin’.”
“I want you to do the same again now,” she eventually manged to say the words after a moment’s hesitation.
Jasper remained silent for a moment before leaning down and kissing her forehead. “As ye wish, me lady,” he said softly, taking her hand in his and guiding her down to his hips where he lowered his breeches to his knees.
Joan’s heart began to race again as she felt the throbbing girth in her palm. “Not just like that,” she breathed after stroking the length a few times. “I want to please you in the same way that you pleased me now.”
His breathing quickened for a second before he pulled back, shifting back on the seat with his knees. Moving past her, he helped her up by the shoulders before taking the seat opposite her.
She took a moment to compose herself before lowering her head into his lap. Using the tip of her tongue, she gently licked the tip before drawing back sharply. “What’s the matter, did I hurt you?” she asked him in a panic after he drew in a sharp breath.
“Nay, lass, ye dinnae hurt me; it felt good.”
“Oh,” she said in relief as he lifted his hand and stroked her face.
“I want more.” His breaths were deep and even as he spoke.
Taking her cue, Joan repeated the action more slowly this time and ran her tongue over the tip, eliciting a deep moan from his chest. Doing what felt natural to her, she placed her lips over the tip and took the length into her mouth, using her tongue to massage the pulsating flesh in slow even strokes.
“Oh, Joan,” Jasper moaned as he placed his hands on the back of her head, guiding her movements.
