Page 66 of Highland Flame

“Stop that kind of talk! I told ye, I’d help ye to clear yer name, and I will.” He reached over and kissed her gently on the mouth.

“What are we goin’ to do about savin’ yer daughter?”

“Our daughter,” he said, stressing the word our.

“How can ye say that? Ye canna possibly still want me as yer wife after what I just told ye.”

“Actually, I do.”

“Really? Ye’re no’ just sayin’ that because I’m about to be condemned to death?”

“I’ve had enough talk about that, and I think it’s time we think about somethin’ else.”

“Like what?” she asked.

“Like how much we’re both goin’ to enjoy makin’ love in this nice, private, big bed.”

“Ye canna mean it.”

“I do. If ye do.” He looked at her with a crooked smile, making her laugh.

“The last time we made love, I did it because I wanted to ken how other women felt. This time, I will do it because I remember how guid I felt. Also, at least I’ll be able to spend one last time with the man I love.”

“Love?” he asked, looking up in surprise.

“Aye. I believe I am fallin’ in love with ye, Cam. Just like ye said ye were fallin’ in love with me.”

“I suppose we’re both bein’ daft by sayin’ it aloud,” he said. “After all, we’ve only just met. It might only be lust in disguise.”

“Whatever it is, I dinna care right now. All I care about is ye and me, feelin’ happy and sated. Bein’ together.”

“I’ll agree to that,” he said, pulling her down on the bed, straddling her and kissing her with passion. “Promise me that until we’ve finished, ye’ll only think happy thoughts, Yvaine.”

“I promise,” she said, feeling relaxed now that she’d been honest with Cam and he still seemed to love her anyway.

His hands gently slipped down her breasts, and then he was pushing up the hem of her skirt. Little by little, his fingers moved higher, until he had removed her underclothes and was bringing her to heights she’d never known, just using his hand. He played with her womanly folds as he kissed her, making her squirm with delight at his touch. Then he reached up and undid her bodice, fondling her breasts, and bringing her nipples to peaks with his mouth.

“Ooooh, Cam, this feels so guid.”

“Enjoy it, lass.”

“But I want to pleasure ye as well. Tell me what ye like.”

He pulled back and looked at her, his eyes twinkling. “Do ye really mean that?”

“Of course, I do.”

“Ye do realize that the things that pleasure me the most are what I’ve experienced with whores.”

“Oh. I see. Well, I’m no’ sure I can do that, but if ye instruct me how, I can try.”

He flipped down on his back and removed his trews, then pulled her atop him.

“What are ye doin’?” she asked. “I am a woman. I canna be on top.”

“Who says?” he asked, using his hand to spread her legs until she was straddling him much in the same manner that he’d been doing to her. “I want ye on top. I dinna want to hurt the bairn.” He reached out and ran a finger down her chest and to her stomach, swirling his fingertip around her navel, making her giggle.

“Tell me what to do, Cam. I want to learn.”