He knelt back, not willing to let her climax so quickly. Despite his own need, the longer he coulddetain it, the sweeter it would be. Lowering his head, he nipped at each nipple, the hard points perfect for a piercing, but no jewelry shone there.
He sucked hard on each areola, holding it still while she writhed beneath him, her hands in his hair telling him she didn’t want him to stop. But his curiosity was strong and he moved farther down, keeping his fingers on her hard nubs, just holdingthem, but not squeezing. If they were at his place, there was so much more he would do to her.
When he licked at her navel, the one place he was sure would be pierced, he swallowed his disappointment. Maybe the golden barbell was simply a wish and not something she actually had.
He finally pinched at her nipples in varying rhythms as he licked downward to her mons. The lack of hair anywherethere had his cock throbbing, anxious for release. There was no way he’d be able to do a complete investigation of her body. Again, if they were at his place…
He couldn’t hold on anymore. Instead, he lifted himself over her and positioned his cock at her wet entrance. He rubbed his cock against her opening spreading her moisture over it and up. His tip hit against something hard and Joy let outa small yell.
His entire body tensed. Fux, the woman had a pierced clit! He lost all control and entered her in one hard thrust.
Joy saw stars as Malcolm’s hard, thick cock pushed to his hilt, the reality shattering every fantasy about him she ever had. She opened her legs wider and bent her knees. As he pulled out, she tilted her pelvis for his next thrust.
His cock ran against her clit hoodbarbell, sending pleasure cascading through her to spike as he hit her cervix again. This is what she’d dreamed of. His abrasive peasant shirt rubbed against her nipples and his woolen kilt scraped against her inner thighs.
She forced her eyes open as he thrust again, his jaw was clenched and his silky black hair fell forward. Reaching up, she pulled his face toward hers.
At first, he resistedher tug, but she wouldn’t let up as her need spiraled higher, his cock sliding along her clit and deep into her pussy. Finally, he let his head drop, and she thrust her tongue into his mouth. As soon as his met hers, she sucked, tensing the muscles in her sheath.
He exploded inside her.
Her entire insides burst into flame from her core outward, spiking up her spine and into her brain. Bliss,pure and white caught her in its sweet grip as she held on to the man that brought her there. He kept still, his own release filling her as he let her luxuriate in the pulses of sensation as they swept through her like wildfire.
At some point, she’d let go of his hair, so as she finally came down from her peak, she noticed his head turned away and over her shoulder. Her fingers still grippedhis back through his shirt, so she reluctantly forced them to loosen. The man’s back was like rock.
He lifted his head and stared at her.
She opened her heart, hoping for something sweet and wonderful.
“You have a clit piercing.”
Her disappointment was fleeting and she chuckled, loving the way his eyes darkened as her sheath tightened around him with her movement. “Technically, my hood ispierced, but yes I do.”
“I didn’t expect that. Have all your lovers been as surprised as I am?”
She found the tension in his body odd for his question. “No, because I had it done after Alan broke it off with me. I went through that stage of hurt and rebellion and wanted to do something totally opposite of my character. I never had another lover after that, but…” She glanced toward her nightstandwhere she kept her sex toys. Would he find those exciting, too? Or think her pathetic?
His body relaxed as he looked at her nightstand as well. “You’ve enjoyed the jewelry anyway?”
She shrugged. “Maybe.”
His gaze came back to rest on her, his weight firmly on his elbows now. “From what I just saw, I don’t think the piercing opposite of your character at all.”
“Thank you.” She grinned. “I’vealways wondered how it would feel for a man. Did it feel okay to you?”
His grin turned devilish just before he ground his pelvis against her, sending sparks of excitement thrumming through her as he rubbed the little barbell against her nub. “It definitely adds something, but I think I need to test it more to be sure.”
Sugar. He was more than just handsome, hard, and oh so heavenly. “Test it?”Her voice came out in a squeak.
His lids lowered as his eyes darkened again. “Aye. At my cottage. I have things I’d like to do to you there.”
He hadn’t moved an inch, but his words, along with his look, had her sheath tightening again. Was he getting hard already?
“Ah, lass, I canna take ye there yet.”
She swore every muscle in her body melted into the ether at his brogue. It took her a momentto swallow against her suddenly dry throat. “No, you can’t. We have work to do.”
He shifted up, his cock still deep inside, but now his gaze rested on her breasts. “That can wait. Our time is our own.”
