Page 60 of Aidan in a Kilt


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"Uh-huh." She accepts the hand I hold out to her and lets me help her out of the vehicle. "I've never seen anyone get out of a car that way. Got to admit, it's kind of sexy."

"Kind of? Is that all?" I feign a scoff. "Must've done it wrong. You should've been weak with desire after witnessing my stunning display of masculine prowess."

She laughs and leans in, lifting onto her tiptoes to peck a kiss on my lips. "I was very impressed. Does that count?"

I pretend to consider her question. "I suppose I'll accept it."

The lass laughs again.

Folding my hand around hers, I shut the car door and guide her toward the railing. We admire the view for about a minute before I tell her, "Back to the car."

"Don't you want to absorb the scenery a little longer?"

"Ahmno interested in trees or water at the moment." I throw an arm around her waist, pulling her tight against my body, and dip my head close to hers. "I have other ideas."

I slide my hands down to cover her erse, massaging her flesh through her jeans, and I can tell it's arousing a fire deep inside her. Since meeting Calli, I've learned all her responses, from the way her eyes turn softer and darker to her habit of biting down on her lip when she wants me. I tug her forward and upward, pressing my erection into her groin. Her breaths quicken, and her gaze flies to my mouth as her tongue sneaks out to glide across her lower lip.

Aye, that's another sign of her lustful intentions. I've memorized that one too.

I growl low in my throat because this woman always makes me feel as randy and possessive as a wild beast. I grip her erse more firmly, sinking my fingers into her flesh.

She moves to kiss me.

Clucking my tongue, I pull my head back. "Not yet, my impatient angel. Ye cannae have me until I've had your pleasure."

The sweetest little irritated noise squeaks out of her. She flings her hands up to grasp my face, intent on dragging me in for a kiss.

I capture her wrists in my hands, shift them behind her back, and secure them there with one hand. My free hand I move in front of me, rushing it down between our bodies so I can cup her groin through her clothes, sliding my palm lower until the heel of my hand rests on her mound and my fingers stretch between her thighs. I can feel the heat of her arousal. She sucks in a sharp breath. While I rub my fingers up and down her cleft, she rocks her hips, silently urging me to rub harder and faster.

Chuckling, I stop moving my fingers. "Easy. No need to rush."

"Why the hell not?"

I graze my lips across her mouth, flicking my tongue out to tease the seam. Against her lips, I murmur, "I want to drive you wild until you beg me to take you. And you will, that's a promise."

I punctuate that promise by scraping my fingers up and down her cleft three times in rapid succession, though her jeans keep me from feeling her slickness. She whimpers, her knees wobbling like they might buckle. I release her wrists to clamp my arm around her back, pinning her to my body and trapping my hand over her groin. I rub and rub, fast and then slow, faster again until she clutches at my shoulders and throws her head back, abandoning herself to the pleasure. Her body tenses, and I know she's close to climax. But I don't want her to come just yet.

I remove my hand and step back, then grasp her hips to keep her from tumbling to the ground.

She gapes at me, panting so hard I doubt she can speak.

With my hands still on her hips, I rotate her toward the view and back her up toward the car. When her erse bumps the passenger door, I set her hands on top of it where the window would be if we didn't have the top down. "Hold on."

I kneel before her and rip the zipper of her jeans down to dive my fingers inside the waistband of her knickers. I yank both her jeans and her underwear down over her hips, all the way to her ankles. She gazes down at me with the bonniest expression of dazed lust, but my focus veers to the hairs between her thighs that glisten with hints of her wetness. I pick up one of her feet, moving it to the side, spreading her legs for me.

Calli follows my every movement while I part her slick folds with my fingers and blow on her flesh.

She whimpers and slumps against the car.

I thrust my tongue deep between her folds and drag it up toward her clit. Within millimeters of that hard nub, I withdraw my tongue.

Her head falls back. "Please, Aidan."

Bod an Donais, I want her right now, but I need to show her all the pleasure I can give her. It's never been this important to me before, and I know that's because she means more to me than any other lass. So, I skim my tongue along her outer folds—up one side, down the other—over and over until her knees start to tremble. Then I grip her hips to hold her up and roll my gaze up to hers. "Please what,mo chridhe?"

"Take me, Aidan, please."

I seal my mouth over her clit and suck hard.

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