Page 12 of My Highland Fling
Smiling, he kissed her with enthusiasm.He played with her breasts, sucking her nipples deep into his mouth.A corresponding tug pulsed in her pussy, and she twisted beneath him, the urge to beg tickling the tip of her tongue.
“Ramsay,” she whispered.
“Soon,” he promised, and he nipped at her hipbone.The jolt of pain created an exciting contrast to his fingers stroking her clit.Gabrielle lifted her hips, desperate for more of the blissful enjoyment he’d shown her earlier.She tried to follow his touch, but he laughed and backed off, giving her the lightest caress.
Restless heat built inside her until a deep well of need had her almost sobbing for relief.It had never been like this when she’d experimented by herself.Never.It was as if Ramsay was perfect for her and knew exactly where to touch to give her maximum pleasure.
Finally,finally,he ceased his teasing and reached for the condom.His gaze tangled with hers as he opened the foil packet and rolled on the rubber.
“Are you ready?You might feel a pinch of pain since this is your first time.”
“Yes.”Apprehension replaced some of her yearning, but discomfort didn’t scare her.She wanted to feel and delight in their joining and remember every detail later.This man she’d only met tonight gave her a sense of safety.Even better, he made her feel worthy.She was beautiful Gabrielle with him.Gabrielle, the siren, and he made no secret he wanted her as much as she craved him.
Ramsay positioned and pushed inside.As he’d warned, pain flashed through her, fading into mere discomfort when he paused.Then, his lips were on hers, and he was kissing her and letting her adjust to his size.His fingers played with a lock of her hair, and with his focus totally on her, she bloomed.
He pinched a nipple and nibbled with surprisingly sharp teeth at the spot where her shoulder and neck met.The tiny burst of pain tugged at her sex, and pleasure slid through her.It was amazing and more wonderful than she’d ever imagined.Then Ramsay moved, his thrusts slow yet steady.Gabrielle kissed his biceps and sucked marks on his shoulder.She rose to meet each of his strokes, the initial pain no longer an issue.
“How is that?”he asked.
“Wonderful.Better than anything my imagination conjured.”
He sucked hard on one nipple while pinching the other.The sensations roared through her, tugging at her until she was quaking with need.A moan rolled up her throat and out, and he laughed softly.He adjusted her legs so they wrapped around his hips and increased the pace of his thrusts.He invaded her body, withdrawing slowly before surging into her again, planting deep.Gabrielle gulped in air and clung, savoring every kiss, every touch, every wondrous ripple through her body.Their mouths fused in another kiss, his tongue pushing against hers and penetrating her in the same way as his cock.Everything in Gabrielle tightened until she balanced on a magical tightwire.Everything stilled, then she was flying, toppling over into pleasure so great she sobbed.
Throughout, Ramsay held her and continued his strokes.Her channel clenched around his shaft, tiny spasms still running through her.Ramsay groaned, deepening his drives and increasing his speed until he stopped balls deep in her.Strangled words she couldn’t understand tore from his throat.He nuzzled her neck and kissed the spot he’d bitten earlier.
Gabrielle sighed, boneless with contentment.Her eyes closed, and her breathing grew slower.Amazing.She wanted to do it again—just as soon as she had a wee nap.
Chapter 6
A Knot Problem
RamsayheldGabrielleclose,enjoying her in his arms.Lazy and contented, he wanted to stay where he was and wallow in the togetherness.He’d made love with his mate, and it had been incredible.While he hadn’t experienced many women—his job and ambition kept him too busy for that—sex had never knocked his equilibrium like this.
Now he needed to persuade Gabrielle to give him a chance.It was a complicated problem when they lived on opposite sides of the world, but they could surely compromise.Ramsay kissed her cheek, her heavy breathing telling him she’d fallen asleep.He should move, but he hated to part their bodies.He twisted his hips and bit back a groan, the heat of her body surrounding his cock doing it for him.An unexpected jolt of pleasure surged the length of his dick, and he froze.He withdrew, every part of him wanting to repeat the move, but the drag on the tip of his cock had him desisting.
What the hell?
He edged back again and cursed under his breath.How could this happen?Yeah, he’d heard about it, but it wasn’t common in Middlemarch.At least it wasn’t something any of the Mitchell brothers or their wives had discussed.He overheard a lot of discussions while cooking at the café.They forgot he was there and chattered freely.
He eased into a more comfortable position while Gabrielle continued sleeping.Well, he’d been in worse places.Holding his mate in his arms was ten times better than when he and his sister, Terry, had been sleeping on the streets.He hadn’t had contact with Terry for years.Each year on her birthday, he wondered how she was and if she was happy.Not hearing was the best thing because it meant Terry was still alive.
Gabrielle stirred but didn’t wake.He smiled, his gaze taking in the faint sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose.So cute.She had class.It was in the way she spoke and held herself.Her perfect posture.Her jewelry was expensive and tasteful, and he’d take a bet she came from a family that wasn’t hurting financially.
He frowned.That could become a problem, but they were mates.As a human, she wouldn’t understand the driving urge to make love and spend time with him.He breathed her in, taking pleasure in the fact she’d taken on his scent.
His mate.
Although there were obstacles in their way, he couldn’t stop his smile of excitement because he’d never thought a mate would happen for him.
The faint give of his cock had him breathing out in relief.When he shifted his hips this time, he could withdraw.He parted their bodies and stood to deal with the condom.That’s when he noticed the tear.He closed his eyes and silently groaned.Well, that was a first.He glanced over at Gabrielle.Blonde curls obscured most of her face, and she looked so peaceful he hated to disturb her.He’d tell her in the morning.
His mind darted ahead.A baby.He’d never thought of having a child.It hadn’t seemed like a remote possibility.Ramsay glanced at Gabrielle again and joy spread through him, tightening his chest.He had a mate, and if a child resulted from this encounter with Gabrielle, he’d love them with everything he had.His parents hadn’t offered a great example, but his adopted family was another story.The Mitchells understood how to raise a child right.They’d taught him a lot.
Ramsay disposed of the condom and returned to the bed.He cuddled close to Gabrielle and went to sleep with a smile on his face.
Voices coming from a distance woke Ramsay.He started, then recalled his location and turned over.The bed beside him was empty, the sheets cool.Ramsay bounded upright and sent out his senses, but it didn’t take him long to realize he was alone.
Shock grasped him by the chest, and temper swiftly followed.Why couldn’t she have woken him?His fists clenched, and he inhaled and let the air ease out.
