Chapter 19
Unleashing it from the depths of her being, she threw herself into the kiss with abandon, meeting his desire with her own, reveling in the taste and feel of him as they explored each other’s mouths, bringing forth a fiery passion from deep within her.
“Och, Edan, ye make me want ye so much. I never kenned I could feel like this,” she breathed against his lips, suddenly greedy for more of him.
She pressed herself against his chest, looping her arms around his muscular neck and tangling her fingers in the dark strands of his hair.
She pulled him closer, entwining her tongue with his in a frantic dance of pent-up desire.
Her entire body was alight now, every inch of it burning, quivering, craving more of his touch.
The kiss grew in intensity, making her so dizzy that she felt almost drunk with pleasure. Edan pressed her to him, and she melted into his arms, wanting it never to stop.
As though sensing her heightened need, Edan’s arms tightened around her, his lips plundering her mouth with redoubled passion. Olivia moaned into his mouth as heat swept over her, giving in to the intoxicating feel of his large, warm hands moving confidently over every part of her.
Without breaking the kiss, she pushed aside his shirt and allowed her hands to roam over his broad, muscular chest and shoulders. Her breathing quickened as her curious fingers traced his hidden battle scars, reveling in the power that seemed to ooze from his very bones.
The flames he had ignited within her rose higher. She needed more of him. She hardly knew what possessed her, but she suddenly wanted them naked, their bodies pressed together, skin on skin.
“Edan, let’s take off our clothes. I want to feel ye against me,” she murmured against his lips. “I’ve never had the chance to explore ye. I want to see all yer scars… every one of them.”
He chuckled deep in his throat. The sound reverberated through Olivia, a sensation so provocatively sensual that she gasped when heat pooled between her thighs.
“If that’s what ye wish,” he murmured, smiling as he pulled away from her lips long enough to reach down, grab the hem of his shirt, and pull it over his head.
“Oh God, Edan, ye’re so… so gorgeous. I’ve wanted to touch ye for so long,” she whispered, the tips of her breasts hardening into stiff points at the sight of his huge, muscle-packed body in front of her, a mere hairsbreadth away. She licked her lips as her eyes ran over him, devouring him.
Then, his eyes hot upon hers, he eased down the top of her dress.
Pleasure shot through her when her breasts sprung free and he groaned.
They paused, as though to savor the moment, staring at each other with wonder, smiling intently into each other’s eyes until, in some silent sensual accord, they resumed shedding their clothing.
“Undress me, please,” Olivia begged, turning so Edan could undo her gown, which he did with surprising speed.
He helped her out of it, and then she watched in fascination as he deftly unfastened his trews and pushed them down his hips and strong, athletic thighs until he finally kicked them away.
Olivia gasped when the erect column of flesh sprang between his legs. Now, both completely naked, they knelt on the bed, face to face.
“Och, Olivia, do ye have any idea how beautiful ye are?” he whispered, gazing at her with awe.
“If ye think me beautiful, then I’m happy,” she told him.
She sighed as he reached over and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, making her skin tingle beneath his touch.
She pressed her cheek into his palm, nuzzling his fingers. Soon, they were trailing down her cheek, to her ears, her neck, and her throat, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
“Mmm, ye smell beautiful, and ye taste beautiful…”
His fingertips stroked her skin until she closed her eyes and sighed, caught in a trance of pure pleasure.
“Ye have the most beautiful hair I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He stroked it admiringly to emphasize his point.
“I’m quite fond of yer hair as well,” she replied, running her fingers through his thick, dark locks.
Slowly, he leaned back. With an expression of deep concentration on his face, he ran both hands over her belly, the indent of her waist, and the rounded curves of her hips, then cupped her behind, squeezing it.
“Beautiful. Just beautiful,” he breathed.
“Och, dear Lord!” Olivia gasped, swaying slightly as pleasure rippled through her from head to toe at his gentle exploration.
She shivered in anticipation as his hands moved upwards, his fingertips tracing a path to her breasts. The hunger in his gaze as he cupped them fanned the flames of her desire even higher.
“They fit just right like they were made for me. Mmm, so soft and warm,” he murmured, entranced.
Olivia watched him, savoring the way he seemed to relish filling his hands with her breasts, just as she was enjoying the way he was rolling and squeezing them, his thumbs flicking teasingly across the hardened tips.
Fresh waves of desire shot through her like quicksilver, and she felt herself growing moist and hot between her legs.
“Och, Edan. Aye, it feels so good,” she whispered, resting her hands on his brawny shoulders and arching her back, yearning for more of his magical touch. “Ah! Ah!”
Small moans slipped past her lips, and shivers of delight shot through her when he bent his head and, squeezing her breasts together, took one and then the other in his mouth.
“Och, Edan,” she breathed, lost in a sort of delirium.
Unable to help herself, filled with curiosity and desire, she gripped his length gently in one hand.
“Och, it grows in me hand!” she gasped in wonder.
“Aye, and it’ll grow even more if ye keep doin’ that,” Edan said hoarsely, putting his hand over hers and guiding it.
“So, ye like it when I do this?” she asked, watching his face.
His eyes turned to liquid slits, and he groaned as she became more practiced in her movements and quickened her strokes. The fever inside her rose higher when she realized her power over him.
“And what happens when I do this?” She bent and softly peppered his shaft with kisses, tracing her tongue along its length.
To her great satisfaction, Edan groaned deep in his throat and buried his hands in her hair. Excited to see him throw his head back and close his eyes at her touch, she dared to experiment, tasting him, teasing him ever more daringly with her lips and tongue.
“Olivia… Och, Olivia,” he groaned, pulling himself out of her grasp reluctantly.
Immediately worried, she looked up at him, her palms on his chest. “What is it, Edan? Did I do somethin’ wrong? Do ye nae like it?”
“Nay, nay. I just have to stop ye there for a moment because… I like it too much,” he confessed, his dark eyes twinkling with humor as he pressed a tender kiss to her lips. “And if ye keep on doin’ it, lookin’ like ye do, I’ll get too excited too quickly, and it’ll end too quickly.”
“Och, I see!” Olivia was instantly happy again, marveling at her ability to arouse him.
“I dinnae want to rush. I want to explore ye, touch ye—all of ye,” he told her huskily.
Olivia gasped when she felt him nudging her legs apart and slipping his long fingers between them, gently stroking the secret folds that were burning for his touch.
“I want to give ye pleasure.”
She soon forgot everything as Edan caressed her breasts whilst trailing tiny kisses all over her face, her throat, and her breasts, before sliding lower to her belly, moving with tantalizing slowness until he reached the apex of her thighs.
“Och, Edan. Aye, aye,” Olivia moaned, realizing what was about to happen as he grinned wickedly at her whilst running his hands slowly up and down her legs.
He kissed and nipped the soft insides and backs of her thighs, sending thrills through her body. She let out a little shriek when he suddenly gripped her by the hips and pulled her towards him. The heat in his eyes drove her to open her legs wider, like a wanton.
The look on his face as he gazed down at her core made her shiver almost uncontrollably.
She lay back, and a series of small moans fell from her lips as Edan used his thumbs to part her folds and then explored them slowly with his tongue and fingers, delving into every part of her as if he would eat her up, his breathing ragged.
“Edan, what are ye doin’ to me,” she moaned, opening her legs wider and raising her hips to him. “Oh God!” she cried, her back arching when his lips closed around the stiff bud at the apex of her sex.
Shafts of pleasure shook her as he sucked on it, grazing it with his teeth, his tongue swirling and toying with her until she was in such a frenzy that her hand reflexively tangled in his hair and pressed him into her. His hot tongue trailed tantalizingly close to her entrance.
“Edan! Oh, Edan,” she cried out as he thrust his tongue deep inside her again and again, his thumb toying with her bud all the while until she was writhing helplessly beneath him, weak with pleasure.
“I want to touch ye too,” she begged, reaching for his swollen manhood, which was bobbing close to her face.
Needing no further encouragement, Edan positioned himself so that he could continue pleasuring her while she grasped his shaft in her hands and began stroking it in time to his caresses, kissing and licking his length again in the way she had quickly learned he liked.
He hardened further in her hand, adding to her sense of blissful abandon when she felt his fingers enter her, one gently probing at first, then two, then three, pushing into her more urgently, widening their exploration, opening her up in ways she had never dreamed of.
It spurred her to speed up her own quest to take him to the same heights he was taking her.
Together, they gave themselves up to their mutual exploration, greedily drinking each other in, until Olivia was swept away by intoxicating waves of ecstasy she had never known existed. The waves traveled inexorably up her body as Edan buried his fingers and tongue inside her.
“Harder, Edan. Harder, please,” she moaned, her excitement reaching an uncharted peak as she frantically rode his hand.
“Mmm, Olivia, ye taste so sweet,” he groaned, his voice muffled by her hot flesh as he plunged his fingers rhythmically into her.
Just as the waves threatened to crash over her, she felt his body stiffen too, his member like steel in her hands. His rapid movements echoed hers as the rising energy became impossible to resist and sent them both tumbling over the edge in a shattering, shared climax.
After a few moments spent catching their breath and cradling each other, Edan whispered, “Och, that was… that was… mmm.”
“Aye, it was wonderful,” Olivia panted happily, flushed and hot but very content.
Feeling a great burst of love for him, she turned onto her side and threw an arm and leg over his body, nestling into him, enjoying the feel of their sweat-slicked skin sliding against each other.
“I feel so amazing!”
He sighed, brushing her hair from her face and peppering it with kisses. “Aye, ye’re delicious, Olivia, and the things ye were doin’ to me, well…” He smiled and shook his dark locks, gazing at her with soft, dark eyes.
She reached up and stroked his cheek with her fingertips. “I can still feel ye touchin’ me, feel yer fingers inside me,” she whispered, gazing at him wonderingly.
He hugged her close, letting out a small chuckle as he kissed her gently. “I can feel ye too, bonny lass. And I want more,” he said against her mouth.
“But do ye nae want to… ye ken… go all the way?” she asked hesitantly, trailing her fingers through his chest hair.
He shook his head. “Nay, nae yet. As much as I want ye, we should wait until we’ve had our last outing. That was the deal, remember?”
“That’s right, aye. Well, if ye’re happy to wait, then so am I,” she said a little reluctantly.
She laid her head on his chest and breathed in his musky scent, listening to his heart beating steadily beneath her ear. Lying in his arms, she felt a happiness she had never felt before.
And this time, I hope it will stay this way for good.