Page 56 of Secrets of a Kilted Seduction

why did ye choose last night?” He rubbed the cloth in a circular motion, gradually going lower and lower.

“I dinnae ken. It just seemed right. Ye’ve been lookin’ after me so well, and then ye even taught me how tae fight. Ye’ve shown me in a hundred little ways how much ye truly care about me since we set out on this trip. And I suppose… I couldnae hold out against me own feelins fer ye any longer. I mean, I didnae want tae.”

She paused, closing her eyes when he soaped the hair between her thighs, opening them slightly. “I wanted ye. I want ye, Tadhg. I’ve always wanted ye. But after what happened before, I couldnae trust ye. That was the trouble.”

“But ye trust me now?” Very excited by the way things were going, he ditched the washcloth and instead soaped his hand. He slid it between her thighs, stroking her rosebud, letting his fingers wander between her legs, soaping her folds.

“I suppose I must dae,” she breathed, watching him through slitted eyes. She drank the last of her whisky and handed him the glass.

As he put it aside, she laid back in the tub, lifting her knees and opening herself to his ministrations. “I cannae seem tae resist ye.” She gasped and gave a little moan as he put his fingers inside her. The sound was like fuel to a fire, and his erection was throbbing almost painfully.

“That’s good because ye ken I cannae resist ye either,” he told her, driving his fingers deeper into her.

“Och, Tadhg,” she moaned his name, inflaming him even further, but still he held back.

“I’ve never bathed a woman before,” he said. “’Tis turnin’ out tae be the most erotic experience of me life. Maybe we could dae this more often.”

“Maybe we should,” Alana replied breathily, raising her hips from the water, a clear signal she wanted more of what he was doing to her.

He willingly obliged. “Ye like that, eh?” he asked, so excited by the sensation of her inner walls closing around his fingers as they thrust in and out of her, he did not know how much longer he was going to be able to hold on before he simply lost control and ravished her.

She squirmed beneath his hand, thrusting upwards, encouraging him to delve into her deeper still. Her head moved from side to side against the tub. “Ah! Ah! I love it, I love what ye’re doin’ tae me now, Tadhg, what ye did tae me last night. The things ye made me feel… I dinnae ken I could feel that way. But now, I ken better, and I dinnae want ye tae stop.”

He sensed she was close to the edge, and he was determined to take her there before he did anything else. She was his woman now for sure, and he was going to give her everything she wanted.

“Please, dinnae stop,” she repeated.

“I’m nae gonnae stop,” he assured her, leaning over and kissing her hungrily, his hand working her faster, rubbing her rosebud, his fingers plunging in up to the knuckles as she pressed against them, opening herself wider, urging him on.

“Tadhg!” she cried, throwing back her head, letting out a loud moan of pleasure as her body shuddered in ecstasy, while water splashed all over him and the rug.

While she recovered her breath, Tadhg, who could wait no longer, ripped off his clothes. When Alana saw his erection bursting out of his trews, she climbed to her knees in the tub and said provocatively, “’Tis yer turn now.”

Her boldness surprised and delighted him. “Ach, I’ve died and gone tae heaven fer sure,” he sighed happily as she cupped him in her palm and began stroking his length, bringing the tip to her lips and playfully nibbling and licking at it. “Oh, dear God, that’s so…” he groaned, burying his hands in her hair. He held her head as she teased him with her tongue and lips, running her tongue up and down the shaft.

When she took him into her mouth, tasting him and toying with him as he did with her, he thought he would explode with pleasure. “Jaysus, Alana, that’s just so…” he muttered, reveling in the sensation of her hot mouth enclosing him, her tongue flicking over his tip, her teeth grazing him until it was driving him made with wanting.

Tides of incredible pleasure were washing over him, and he knew he had to act soon, or he would not be able to hold back. He slipped out of her mouth and

lifted her out of the bath easily.

“Och, what are ye doin’?” she asked, giggling as she flung her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs about his waist. His hands enclosed her buttocks, and he raised her up, cradling her behind in his hands.

“This,” he answered thickly, angling his shaft at the slick entrance to her sex and slowly lowering her onto it.

“Och, that feels amazin’,” she murmured, her voice as well as her whole body bouncing in time to his ever more frantic thrusts.

“It surely is,” he agreed with a groan, knowing he had only a very short time before he reached his peak and wanting to satisfy her again too. So, he tried to think of something to help hold him back, but then he felt her tensing around him and realized she was about to climax too, so he let go.

At the height of their mutual ecstasy, which was a magnificent, dizzying sensation he had never before experienced, they fell against each other, panting, their naked skin slipping and slapping and sliding until they shuddered to a gradual halt.

The kisses they shared then as they clung to each other were so sweet, so intense, he knew in his bones he would die if he ever had to part from her.

“Tadhg?” she murmured against his shoulder when he slowly pulled out of her.

“Aye, me bonny lassie?” he replied, breathing in the heady scent of her hair and thinking he had never been so happy.

“I want ye tae ken that I’ve forgiven ye. Fer leavin’ me I mean. I forgive ye, and I want tae be with ye. I want us tae start again.”