Page 105 of Captured By the Cruel Highlander
“Adam,” she protested, “we are in a carriage.”
She jolted as the tip of his tongue ran up her neck.
“Aye. But I lied to ye.”
Emily stiffened as she pushed him away, glaring at him furiously. “What did ye lie about?” she asked darkly.
“Ye asked me if I was happy, and I said aye.” Emily felt her heart clench. “I said that I had everythin’ I could want.”
She threw her head back with a soft cry as his fingers massaged the swell of flesh between her legs, finding the nub and rubbing against it mercilessly.
“But I dinnae have ye yet.Thatis what I want. I dinnae ever wish to hear another man say that our marriage isnae real,” he said fiercely, pushing a finger into her body as she quivered beneath him.
Emily’s head rested against the back of the carriage as he kneeled down on the floor between her legs.
“We cannae—nae here,” she insisted, but his answer was to push his finger further in as he pulled her down, her back flat on the bench, her lower half supported by his hands as her thighs went over his shoulders.
“Ye dinnae tell me what to do,” he said in that deep, authoritative voice as he withdrew his finger and replaced it with his tongue.
Emily’s hand shot out to brace herself against the side of the carriage as he lapped insistently at her flesh. She was unable to stop moaning as her hips bucked against him, loving the sparks of pleasure his tongue forced through her.
“Adam,” she murmured. “Ye cannae?—”
But even at her protests, he became more urgent, and she cried out as his hand reached around her and covered her mouth.
She writhed and shuddered beneath him as she felt her climax coming, much too quickly in this forbidden, cramped space.
He pulled back just as she was arching into her release, the pleasure building to an impossible degree.
He removed his hand from her mouth, only to brush two fingers against her bottom lip.
“Suck them into yer mouth,” he whispered. “And hush now, we wouldnae want ye to be overheard coming apart for me.”
She groaned as he pushed his fingers against her tongue, growling low in his throat as she took them deeper into her mouth.
“Lick them with yer tongue,” he ordered, and she did it, worshipping his fingers for what felt like hours before he pulled back, surging forward even in her position and kissing her deeply.
They kissed with frantic abandon before Adam pulled back, kneeling on the floor and lifting one of her legs over his shoulder as he placed his fingers at her entrance.
“I wanted ye to watch as ye did before, when ye were minutes from ridin’ me until dawn. But now I’ll content meself with seein’ if I can make ye scream. I want to make ye wild with it.”
And without any warning, he pushed two fingers inside her body. Emily found herself bent double over the bench, balanced precariously over him. Her forehead rested on his shoulder as he pushed into her again and again.
Emily bit her tongue to keep from screaming out her pleasure, so intense was the feeling. Adam was bent awkwardly beneath her in the carriage, his breath coming fast as he pleasured her.
As he curled his fingers inside her, she grunted, her own fingers clutching at his léine, wanting to see his naked torso again, but this time to be able to touch him.
He gently withdrew his fingers as she ripped his jacket and léine off him, and he chuckled softly as she lowered herself to the floor of the carriage, straddling him as she smoothed her hands over his soft skin.
“Sit on the bench,” she implored him and pulled away as he got up from the floor and sat on the other side of the carriage.
As soon as he was seated, she straddled his thighs, and he ripped at the front of her dress, exposing her breasts to his eager hands.
He sucked one nipple into his mouth, and Emily jolted and shuddered against him. He brought her to the brink ofdesperation with his tongue and his hands until she was leaning back, supported by his strong arms as he worshipped her.
“I want to make ye me wife, Emily. I want to feel yer heat and ken what it feels like for ye to ride me until we are both spent. Will ye let me have ye now, wife of mine? I have wanted to do it since ye first sat in the saddle in front of me.”
She trembled as he rolled his hips beneath her, and she nodded. “I want ye,” she said breathlessly. “Take me.”
