Highland Fling by Shelli Stevens Page B

every moment of it.
    The spanking continued. Light and then harder, all while he continued to play with her clit. The need and heat inside her grew higher and faster. She moved against his hand, both arching into his hand between her legs and the hand that would lash across her ass.
    “You look amazing,” he muttered thickly, his lips moving over her nape. “With my red handprint staining your pretty white arse.”
    “ Aleck .”
    He caught her earlobe between his teeth and tugged lightly, his finger moving faster between her legs now.
    “ Ohmygod .” She gasped, throwing her head back against his shoulder as she ground against his hand. “So close.”
    He smacked her bottom again, hard, and sank a finger deep into her sex. The combination sent her flying and screaming his name as she climaxed.
    Her world was out of control, her mind a complete void as ecstasy took hold. Her legs gave out a moment later, and he caught her before she could hit the floor.
    Aleck turned her gently in his arms, holding her boneless weight up as he pressed a soft kiss to her lips.
    He hadn’t been attempting dirty talk by remarking on the beauty of her arse. It truly was amazing. Almost as amazing as the fact that she’d loved getting spanked, because he certainly enjoyed carrying out the act.
    Picking her up, he laid her on the pool table. He slid his hands beneath her thighs to pull her forward, so her arse was on the wooden lip of the table. He smoothed his palms down her thighs, staring down at her lush, pale body laid out like a damn present for him. He’d take her here, just like this.
    “Wow,” she murmured, her gaze still drugged with passion, “I did not see that coming.”
    “The swats?”
    Her mouth curled into a lazy smile. “Yeah. You’ve got a naughty side.”
    His laugh was tight with the driving need to just take her. “Aye. And it seems you love it.”
    “Hell yeah I do. You can spank my ass any day, boss boy.”
    She stretched her arms above her head to grab the other side of the pool table. The move lifted her breasts, showing a small mole beneath one.
    Unable to resist, he leaned down to kiss it, while cupping the softness of the breast in his palm.
    She made a murmur of pleasure and her hips lifted in the silent signal that she needed more. Wanted him.
    He straightened and dug into his pocket for the condom he’d grabbed. After undoing his fly and unzipping his jeans, he shoved them and his briefs below his knees.
    Relief and anticipation flickered in her eyes. “I thought you were going to make us wait until we got back to your place.”
    “That may have been the plan at one point, but the more time went by, the more I wanted you.” He pulled his cock free and placed the condom on it. “I came out of my office ready to fook you silly, lass.”
    He heard her breath catch, whether at his words, or from the sight of him so completely hard and ready.
    Her lashes fluttered down and she lifted her hips slightly. “Then what are you waiting for? Clearly I’m ready and willing. Pretty damn willing, actually.”
    Choking on a laugh, and needing no more encouragement, he slid his hands to cup her ass and pull her forward so he was positioned perfectly between her legs.
    He reached down to grasp himself, rubbing his cock back and forth over the glistening pink folds of her sex before slowly sliding it in.
    The hot, warm suck of her flesh drew him deeper, and the air hissed out from between his clenched teeth.
    When he lifted his gaze from where he entered her, to her face, he saw her lips parted on a silent moan and her eyes closed; dark lashes fanning out over flushed cheeks. Need swelled in him and he thrust deep, filling her completely and wrenching a soft gasp from Delonna.
    He stayed buried inside her, taking a moment to revel in the feel of her for a moment.
    “Have I hurt you?” he managed to ask, unevenly.
    “No.” Her head moved from side to side, and she drew in a ragged breath. “You feel perfect.