Page 119 of The Highlander's Princess Bride
Nicholas groaned. “God, lass, I need to taste you.”
Then he was nibbling and kissing his way down her body. She writhed beneath him as he lingered over her breasts, drawing strongly on her nipples. When she cried out, he moved lower, shifting down to lie between her spread thighs.
When he clamped his hands under her bottom and lifted her to his mouth, Victoria stiffened. Before she could register an objection, he began kissing the most intimate part of her body. Stunned, she went up on her elbows to stare at him.
Nicholas glanced up. His expression was hard but his gaze was diamond-bright. “What?”
She had to clear her throat before she could answer. “You cannot possibly be enjoying that.”
When he slowly and deliberately licked his lips, her jaw dropped.
“I beg to differ, my love. You taste delicious.” His avaricious expression seemed to indicate he was telling the truth.
“Well, then, carry on,” she said inanely.
He laughed before planting a hand on her chest and gently pressing her down to the mattress. Then he returned to his task, lavishing pleasure on her with his mouth and tongue. He held her relentlessly wide as she bucked against the sensations that stormed through her.
When he flicked his tongue over her tight bud then sucked her into his mouth, Victoria cried out. Her back arched off the mattress as she clutched the coverlet in a desperate grip.
After a few moments, she opened her dazed eyes to find Nicholas sitting back on his heels, watching her. His gaze shimmered with unappeased lust.
“Are you ready for me, lass?” he asked in a guttural tone.
All she could do was nod.
He reached down and slipped his hands under her shoulders. Lifting her with easy strength, he positioned her so that she was straddling his thighs.
When he went to guide himself into her, she brushed his hands away. “Let me,” she said.
His gaze flared, and he gave her a tight nod.
Cautiously, Victoria wrapped a hand around his erection. She swallowed, both nervous and excited at the prospect of its intrusion into her body. When she clumsily stroked it, Nicholas hissed out a breath.
“Aye, that’s it, lass,” he growled. He began to massage her bottom. “Now rub yourself against me.”
Tentatively, she shifted closer. When she rubbed the broad head of his erection against her sex, she quietly moaned as sensation again sparked to life in her body.
“You feel amazing, Victoria,” he said through clenched teeth. “Yes, keep doing that.”
She leaned against him, her eyes drifting closed. Nicholas groaned and began kneading her bottom with hard, erotic pressure.
When he suddenly brushed her hands aside and shifted to press into her, Victoria was more than ready. Still, she gasped as the broad head forged past her tight entrance.
“Hold on, love,” he gritted out.
When he flexed his hips, she felt a sharp pinch and a brief, lancing pain. Then he was fully inside her, so deep she could barely catch her breath.
Her eyes popped open. “Good heavens.”
Nicholas tipped up her chin and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “Sorry,” he said in a rueful tone. “That’s the worst of it, I promise.”
She nodded, clinging to his arms. He rubbed her back in soothing circles as he gently rocked her against him.
Soon the pain began to fade, replaced by a pleasurable sense of fullness. It seemed almost impossible to fathom that he was actually inside of her.
And it was beginning to feel rather amazing, too.
“All right?” he murmured in her ear.
