to pull her towards his chest.
“Open your eyes,
love,” he ordered.
Elizabeth opened
her eyes and looked up at him. Her eyes had darkened from her desire.
The corner of Lachlan’s mouth turned up into an arrogant smile. He was pleased that Elizabeth was as
affected by his touch as he knew that he would be by hers.
“Never fear me,
love,” he said as his eyes held contact with hers. “Revel in the pleasure that
we are able to give to each other.”
“I do not fear
you, Husband,” Elizabeth responded.
She had spoken the
truth. Having been emboldened by the feelings of desire that Lachlan had so
easily kindled within her, Elizabeth was no longer afraid. She was eager to
experience this pleasure that Lachlan spoke of.
“Show me, Lachlan,” she said boldly as she reached her arms up and encircled his neck. Her fingers
toyed with his hair. She ripped the leather lacing out that bound his hair at
the base of his skull, wishing it to be free so that she might run her fingers
through it.
“Aye, I will show
ye,” he said with a devilish smile.
He bent towards Elizabeth, his lips hovering just beyond hers. He could feel her breath against his. She
smelled sweet, like the mulled wine that she had drank earlier. He moved
closer still, brushing his lips lightly over hers.
Elizabeth threaded
her fingers through his hair, reveling in the solid feeling of his skull
beneath her fingers.
Lachlan took her
lower lip between his teeth. He nipped at her playfully, teasing her, expertly
kindling the desire that grew within her.
Feeling his teeth
against her skin drove Elizabeth to madness. The feeling of desire that was
growing between her thighs pulsed. She pressed her body against Lachlan’s delighting in how his naked chest felt against her breasts.
Lachlan kissed her
hungrily. He gathered her in his arms and slid a hand down to clasp her
bottom. It felt wonderful to touch her beautiful body as he had dreamt of
doing for so long.
Elizabeth could
feel his erection pressed against her belly. The realization caused the desire
within her to enflame. She pressed herself against him experimentally,
eliciting a low growl of approval from Lachlan. He squeezed her bottom in
response and deepened their kiss. His mouth was hot upon hers, hungry and
needful.
Lachlan slid his
hand up under the fabric of the thin chemise.
Feeling the bare
skin of Elizabeth’s perfect bottom against his hand nearly caused him to spill
his seed. His cock pulsed against her belly and he knew that he must bury
himself inside of her soon, or the innocent lass would unman him.
Breaking away from
Elizabeth’s mouth, Lachlan eased up the fabric of the thin chemise, watching
as he lifted it to expose Elizabeth’s beautiful body. The silken fabric glided
over her lush curves, first exposing the auburn curls that shielded her womanhood
and then exposing her full breasts. Lachlan pulled the chemise up and over Elizabeth’s head, causing her auburn hair to cascade down around her pert breasts.
She stood before
him completely naked and unashamed.
Lachlan let the
chemise fall to the floor. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe.
Elizabeth was
exquisite.
And she belonged
to him.
Her alabaster skin
was completely unmarred. Her slender waist flared out to perfectly
proportioned hips. And oh, those auburn curls at the junction of her thighs! Lachlan imagined burying his cock deep inside of her and his breath emerged in a shudder. Elizabeth’s full breasts were tipped with up thrust, rosy pink nipples. Lachlan longed to
suckle them, hoping that such attentions would drive Elizabeth mad with desire.
“You are
beautiful, Wife,” he said hungrily as he swept Elizabeth up into his arms and
laid her onto the bed.
Elizabeth gasped
at the luxury of the rabbit skin coverlet against her skin. The fur tickled at
her backside deliciously. Being trapped beneath the warm muscled wall of Lachlan’s chest and
“Open your eyes,
love,” he ordered.
Elizabeth opened
her eyes and looked up at him. Her eyes had darkened from her desire.
The corner of Lachlan’s mouth turned up into an arrogant smile. He was pleased that Elizabeth was as
affected by his touch as he knew that he would be by hers.
“Never fear me,
love,” he said as his eyes held contact with hers. “Revel in the pleasure that
we are able to give to each other.”
“I do not fear
you, Husband,” Elizabeth responded.
She had spoken the
truth. Having been emboldened by the feelings of desire that Lachlan had so
easily kindled within her, Elizabeth was no longer afraid. She was eager to
experience this pleasure that Lachlan spoke of.
“Show me, Lachlan,” she said boldly as she reached her arms up and encircled his neck. Her fingers
toyed with his hair. She ripped the leather lacing out that bound his hair at
the base of his skull, wishing it to be free so that she might run her fingers
through it.
“Aye, I will show
ye,” he said with a devilish smile.
He bent towards Elizabeth, his lips hovering just beyond hers. He could feel her breath against his. She
smelled sweet, like the mulled wine that she had drank earlier. He moved
closer still, brushing his lips lightly over hers.
Elizabeth threaded
her fingers through his hair, reveling in the solid feeling of his skull
beneath her fingers.
Lachlan took her
lower lip between his teeth. He nipped at her playfully, teasing her, expertly
kindling the desire that grew within her.
Feeling his teeth
against her skin drove Elizabeth to madness. The feeling of desire that was
growing between her thighs pulsed. She pressed her body against Lachlan’s delighting in how his naked chest felt against her breasts.
Lachlan kissed her
hungrily. He gathered her in his arms and slid a hand down to clasp her
bottom. It felt wonderful to touch her beautiful body as he had dreamt of
doing for so long.
Elizabeth could
feel his erection pressed against her belly. The realization caused the desire
within her to enflame. She pressed herself against him experimentally,
eliciting a low growl of approval from Lachlan. He squeezed her bottom in
response and deepened their kiss. His mouth was hot upon hers, hungry and
needful.
Lachlan slid his
hand up under the fabric of the thin chemise.
Feeling the bare
skin of Elizabeth’s perfect bottom against his hand nearly caused him to spill
his seed. His cock pulsed against her belly and he knew that he must bury
himself inside of her soon, or the innocent lass would unman him.
Breaking away from
Elizabeth’s mouth, Lachlan eased up the fabric of the thin chemise, watching
as he lifted it to expose Elizabeth’s beautiful body. The silken fabric glided
over her lush curves, first exposing the auburn curls that shielded her womanhood
and then exposing her full breasts. Lachlan pulled the chemise up and over Elizabeth’s head, causing her auburn hair to cascade down around her pert breasts.
She stood before
him completely naked and unashamed.
Lachlan let the
chemise fall to the floor. For a moment, he forgot how to breathe.
Elizabeth was
exquisite.
And she belonged
to him.
Her alabaster skin
was completely unmarred. Her slender waist flared out to perfectly
proportioned hips. And oh, those auburn curls at the junction of her thighs! Lachlan imagined burying his cock deep inside of her and his breath emerged in a shudder. Elizabeth’s full breasts were tipped with up thrust, rosy pink nipples. Lachlan longed to
suckle them, hoping that such attentions would drive Elizabeth mad with desire.
“You are
beautiful, Wife,” he said hungrily as he swept Elizabeth up into his arms and
laid her onto the bed.
Elizabeth gasped
at the luxury of the rabbit skin coverlet against her skin. The fur tickled at
her backside deliciously. Being trapped beneath the warm muscled wall of Lachlan’s chest and
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