Quinn picked up the soft quilt. The silky material surprised her. “Who’s place is this?”
“This belonged to Gwinnie’s ancestors. Her father was the castle steward, and she fell in love with the laird. It’s been updated some through the years.”
Quinn couldn’t imagine the ghost in the north tower wearing anything other than the jewels and satin that she’d seen her wearing.
She dropped the quilt and smoothed the lines. “Why did you bring me here?”
He closed the distance between them and cupped her cheek, resting his forehead against hers. “You’re stubborn.”
“And?” If there was a punch line, she was missing it.
“Beautiful.” He placed a tender kiss to her lips.
“And?” She was still confused, but she enjoyed the lip action, and he didn’t appear to be moving.
“You're outspoken, a pain in my ass, and American.”
Her lips twisted into a smile. The big Highlander was actually getting to know her. “You’ve giving me whiplash. One minute, you look like you want to devour me, and the next minute, you’re acting like I’m the one with the measles. So what’s it going to be this time, big guy?”
“I brought you here so we wouldnae be disturbed.”
She chuckled, making his brows dip. “Is this like your love shack? Do you bring all of the girls here and sweet talk them?”
“I’ve never brought another here.”
“Why did you walk out of my room?” Quinn couldn’t help herself from asking inan effort to figure out what made him tick, and it didn’t hurt that teasing the Highlander was just too easy.
“I was trying to be a gentleman.”
“I’m not a lady.” Her grin grew as she lifted her shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. “And I’m not afraid to take what I want.”
She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it slide off her shoulders and down to the floor. She gestured to the scratches and cuts on her chest. “This happened. I survived, and it hasn’t swayed me from wanting you. Can you deal with this?”
“Aye.” Collin’s voice grew husky as he lifted her into his arms. A girly yelp escaped her lips before she could rein it back.
He laid Quinn on the bed, and her heart beat frantically as heat pooled between her thighs. She was embarrassingly wet and wanting, but nothing was going to stop her this time.
She kicked off her tennis shoes onto the floor in anticipation and had reached for the button on her jeans before he placed his hand over hers and took over. He kissed her stomach as his fingers made quick work of the fastening. The sound of her zipper lowering filled the quietness of the room. Her quickened breath was loud in her ears. He eased the jeans down herlegs. His lips followed the path, kissing her everywhere but where she wanted most.
She lay naked as he stood tall in front of her, taking his time to undress for her visual excitement. His blue eyes darkened and hooded as he licked his lips, never taking his eyes from her body. He crawled up and settled between her thighs.Now, this is what I’m talking about.
Quinn raked her nails slowly over his tan back and held his gaze. The rapid rise and fall of his chest matched hers as he reached between them and grabbed his shaft, running the stiff length between her wet folds. No words mattered in that minute, no curse, no emerald. It was just him and her, both mindless with pleasure, as he slid deep inside and took her over the edge, straight into amazing bliss.
Chapter Eleven
Collin woketo moonlight streaming in through the small window. The satin quilt covered them from the waist down. Quinn lay asleep in his arms. A few scratches covered the creamy contours of her back. Collin basked in her beauty, knowing that even though their time was limited, he still wouldn’t have changed what happened. He could no longer deny the sparks, even if it meant sticking by her side theremainder of her stay. No other harm would come to her. He wouldn’t let it.
“Get out of your head,” she mumbled, and he glanced down at her face to find her looking up at him. A lazy smile covered her lips before she kissed his chest. “Don’t overthink it, stud. It was sex, not a declaration of love.”
“Isnae that supposed to be my line?” He pressed a kiss to her lips as her stomach growled.
“I don’t suppose you thought ahead to bring my cookies?”
Collin rolled on top of her, pressing his body into hers for one last kiss before getting out of the bed. He picked up her clothes and tossed them to her before pulling on his own clothes. “I figured we’d save them for dessert in the room.” He winked as he fastened his pants. “Right now, I’m going to make us a midnight snack.”
Her eyes widened and she held her hand to her chest. “You cook? That kind of ruins your manly image.”
He chuckled. “Even us manly types need to eat, right?”
