Page 152 of Tales of Highland Loyalty

It was enough for him to be naked from the waist up, the sight of which was filling her with heat. An extra strong heat that urged her on. Pressing her face into his, Nora was weakened. It would be so easy just to give in. But she was playing, so holding back, she waited for William to come to her.

Which he did.

"Ye dinnae want me?" he teased, his eyes, like birds, darting about. His face was cast halfway between quizzical and enraged. She was not sure which. "Well, I command ye!"

He twisted his hand with a flourish but looked stern, making her laugh. Pulling her near, he admonished, "Nay," and brought her up to him, inspecting her with seriousness.

For a moment, Nora's heart lapsed. He looked so intense. "Ye need to pay allegiance to yer laird..."

His eyes twinkled, then he took her, with no warning, in his arms. Carrying her to the bed, he thrust Nora down, smirking hard. Nora lay, limp and giggling, passion darting in and out of her madly. Every inch of her tingled.

"Ye should do penance," he told her, stroking her hair, then lifting her. Swiftly, he began undressing her, loosening the ties on her robe. Unfurling the plaid from her arms, he unwrapped her like a parcel, discarding the layers on the way.

"Braw," said William greedily, his hand on her thigh. The sweetness of his touch did things to her. Hot wells of delight unfurled within her, making her smart. In a good way. Everything felt sweet, ripening, and deep.

And his passion. Nora almost lapped it up, it was so fraught. His fingers came upon her, teasing, caressing. He stroked across her heart, her bosom, her belly button. The last one was a revelation.

A deepness she had never imagined opened out, sending with it sweetness in drops. Nora sighed. Watching her, William just smirked.

"Strumpet," he said, pressing her down. He had removed her gown.

Now, his hands slid against her thighs, igniting her wildly. William pressed the flat of his palm against her belly, then licked it deep. Nora gasped.

William was staring, his face just inches apart, an open look in his eyes. Come on, they said. Nora did not wait. She caressed his face, his neck, his chest. Rubbing herself on him with wild abandon, Nora could not stop herself from devouring his flesh. She was raw.

"Ye should be waiting," chided William, but with a big grin. He tapped her gently on the buttocks, sending a mild sting all through her. A delicious shiver raced across her center.

"I love ye," she murmured, but William just shook his head. Instead, he teased her to distraction. First her belly button, then her thighs. There was no trick he did not know. Nora was so crazy that she was not sure which part of her was being touched.

And in William's eyes, a hunger. He pressed his body close to hers, sending desire shivering through the roof. He was ready but had been holding himself back.

Now ready, Nora teased him in.

"Clarty," he murmured, caressing her as Nora moaned.

She could not help it; even the slightest touch set her off. William watched, amused. Then, he pressed her to his head. Nora kissed him, first soft, then hard. She progressed further, kissing him rhythmically until she reached his belly. Then, looking up, she continued going south.

Each touch was a minefield of pleasure. His pleasure, her pleasure. She could tell by the crazed look on his face that he felt it too. He pressed her hands against him, then she pushed him down face-first onto the bed.

A rush filled her, stinging her most oddly as he stared. Now her hands were below his belly button. A strange feeling came upon her as she guided him into her hands.

Shyly, she eyed his manhood, tall and sturdy, below his plaid. Nora wanted to rip all the clothing away, but she did not. Instead, she teased him further, placing his erect manhood between her legs, then glancing at him slyly.

William's eyes danced. Fixing her with his bluest glare, he tutted. "Wee strumpet..."

Kissing her slowly, his heat transferred to her. Slowly, he nudged himself in with a wide-eyed grin. Nuzzling his face to her neck, he leaned in.

"Ye alright, hen?" he murmured.

Nora smiled. "Aye," she said.

Inside her legs, she began to throb. A strange sensation overcame her. Every inch wanted more. Warmly, she ran her fingers up William's back. The sheen of his skin ignited her. At that moment, Nora could not think of anything more.

Gingerly, William moved deeper, eliciting little cries from her. Nora's eyes rounded as he came fully into her, and for a moment, she could not speak. Then, a feeling like no other took her. It was a strange combination of being stung and then an intense sweetness, which spread across her nether regions. Tightening her grip on his waist, Nora clung on.

William pumped hard, his thrusts becoming more rhythmic the deeper he got. Now, William stroked her hair as Nora could do nothing but wonder. Moaning lightly, she rolled as William found further depths to explore. Warm fullness enveloped her as William just smiled.

She caressed him deeply, stroking him gently and teasing him hard. Every touch produced gasps and moans from them both. His skin was so silken and pliant that she did not want to let go.