Lachlan held open the folds over her clitoris, and leaning down, licked her wet labia. She quaked as each long, slow lap of his tongue brushed over but didn’t concentrate on her clit. Soon after he started licking Erin, her tissues cried out for a new orgasm. His tongue reached her slick, swollen clit, flicking and tapping against her over and over again. Her hips thrashed, and he held her down. Lachlan drove his tongue inside her and with his other hand he brushed over her clit. She gasped.
Building anew, the pressure in her cunt reached brand-new heights. She could feel it throbbing, the walls tightening and clamping, aching to hold him deep inside. As his tongue made another pass over her clit, she almost screamed. Then he enveloped her clit in his mouth and sucked. Pleasure exploded and another high-test climax ripped through her. She almost screamed, then held back the wild exclamation.
As her orgasm faded, she panted her next plea. “Lachlan, now.”
Lachlan went for his coat and grabbed the packet of several condoms from an inside pocket and put them on the bedside stand. With rushed movements he removed his crisp white shirt, hurrying and throwing it aside. He pulled off his boots and tossed them away. He yanked his pants open, stripping them and black briefs down over his long, muscular thighs and then throwing the garments aside.
He stood there for a long time, looking down on her with a smile that reassured and yet held the slightest touch of arrogance. She wanted him all the more for his confidence, because even though she was independent, his undeniable male strength turned her on.
“You’re the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen,” she said, and meant it.
She’d seen naked pictures of male models and actors, as curious and entertained as most other red-blooded women. None of them approached the magnificence of this male animal.
Lachlan’s expression held a voracious hunger. As he smiled his eyes seemed to turn golden, lit by a red fire that disappeared in a flash.
Erin couldn’t help but catalogue his attributes. His broad, muscled shoulders and molded arms showed that he worked out on a regular basis, and so did the hard chest sprinkled with a generous amount of hair. Her hungry gaze trailed down to his flat stomach. Beyond that lay the most the most delicious item of all, and she licked her lips in anticipation.
Long and thick, his cock rose erect from a bush of dark hair, hard and ready for serious love making.
No doubt about it. Lachlan Tavish pushed a fifteen on a scale of one to ten.
Without thinking, she sat up, reached out and gripped him, holding his sturdy length and breadth in her palm and admiring the hardness and the smooth-velvet-over- steel sensation. “You’re beautiful.”
He inhaled sharply as she slid her fingers from the tip to the base. A wide grin sparked around the blazing desire in his eyes. “No woman has ever called my cock beautiful.”
“It is,” she whispered, almost groaning the words. “Long and thick and just right.”
“Made to take you deep.”
At his erotic words, she almost grabbed him and threw him down on the bed. Her breathing seemed to rasp in her lungs, her desire running higher and faster than anything she’d experienced in memory or in fantasy.
Stroke me deep. Oh, please.
With excruciating slowness, he slid on a condom. She watched his fingers move down his cock, a touch that seemed casual and yet loving. As if he appreciated his own body for the pleasure it gave him. A man confident in his sexuality and his desires. That touch of haughtiness fired her like nothing else could.
Another flood of hot juice flooded her cunt, and she groaned. “Lachlan, I can’t stand it.”
With a tender expression, his dark eyes softened and the naturally hard line to his lips warmed with a sweet smile. To her surprise he reached for her hand and brought her up to standing position. “I’m yours.”
His gaze flicked from her breasts to her pubic hair, resting on the glistening wetness she felt there. She’d drowned in his sexual attention until this moment and now her worries stretched forward, those concerns that said she was about to slip into something terrifying and beyond comprehension.
“Put your hands on my shoulders.” He drew her closer, then clasped her waist and lifted her up. “Wrap your legs around my waist. This first time is going to be fast.”
She did as he asked, and then the big head of his dick slipped inside her.
Erin gasped. Oh. My. God.
Yes, lass. That’s it.
Incredible. She knew he was very strong, but oh, holy shit—
He inched inward, pushing, pushing, pushing.
Erin had never felt anything like it. Rock hard man wedged upwards and with one powerful thrust, he plunged balls deep. Lachlan growled.
She whimpered, and her head dropped back as she clung to him, filled to the womb with solid, heavy cock. Hard, hot, and impossibly deep, he stretched her. Out of instinct she rotated her hips.
He gasped. “Oh, sweet lass.”
With his arms tight around her, he turned her and propped her against one wall. With excruciating slowness, he drew out and then shoved forward.
She cried out. Erin’s fingers clawed at his shoulders as she wriggled her hips in torment, dancing on him with tiny gyrations. She’d never been able to feel a man’s cock moving inside her as keenly as she did now. He continued a steady, incremental thrust, enough to rasp inside her cunt and yet not enough to hit her high and deep where she needed it the most.
God, save me. This is pure torture.
Yes, sweetheart. Yes.
“Erin.” His voice, ragged with desire, sounded as if he loved her and couldn’t bear the idea of ever leaving her body. “Erin. Tell me. How do you want it? Do you want it hard and fast?”
“Yes.” She wanted to scream at him. “Please, do it. God, please do it.”
He pulled out with excruciating slowness. She whimpered.
He took her mouth, his kiss ravenous and demanding entrance. As he plunged his tongue between her lips, he thrust hard into her center. Erin gasped into his mouth, the heady, enveloping ecstasy of his body wedged deep inside caused her entire body to shudder.
Without missing a beat he began to rut, each thrust forceful. His cock plunged and retreated, then hit something deep inside her that caused her to clamp down and then release in a rhythm that matched the plunging motion of his hips.
Yes, Erin, lass. Yes! More, sweet God, more! Come! Come!
She did as commanded, stirring her hips into an undulating motion as he kept her pinned against the wall. His tremendous strength never wavered, his arms tight and sure as he hammered over and over inside her. Swollen and wet, she felt her channel widen and lengthen to accommodate his fiery, powerful lunges.
He’d stopped kissing her, and now his breathing rasped in and out of his lungs, his grunts and gasps exciting her wildly. Her body ran through a gambit of escalating rapture. Her mouth felt sensitive and his chest hair brushed again and again over her tight nipples, making them burn. Deep inside her, an orgasm started to build. An out-of-control tightening started in her lower belly.
Just as she always wanted, just as she’d needed her entire adult life, she now understood the meaning of being fucked out of her mind.
She loved it.
As he thrust with increasing power, she keened in uncontrollable pleasure.
She thought she would die, and when she reached heaven she would never require another thing but the memory of this man inside her body and mind.
She couldn’t stand the torture any longer. I’m coming. I’m coming.
One tremendous thrust hit high and deep.
Detonation.
Her orgasm splintered, causing her to shake, her lungs gasping for air as she let out a whimper that ended in a long, drawn-out moan. Her body squeezed his cock, pulsating and tingling with a mind-splitting excitement she couldn’t contain. He kept up his pounding movements, groaning as he worked to give her more pleasure.
Erin’s body shook and continual moans parted her lip
s.
As his cock rammed between her legs, she felt another climax building with lightning fast approach. She wasn’t prepared when it slammed her, and she shrieked at the same time he thrust one last time. Lachlan’s entire body quaked as he bellowed like a triumphant male animal.
Chapter 16
Lachlan held Erin against the wall, his body shivering as his wild climax eased. Erin’s senses felt scattered as she took in the hot feeling of his body against hers, the tremendous power required to keep her pinned against the wall.
“Lachlan.”
“Ah, lass.” He lifted her off his cock, and as she slid down his body, she felt the wetness of her release trickle down her thighs.
He held her tight, his face nuzzling her hair, his hands moving over her back and butt as if he’d never explored her skin before. With her face buried against his hard shoulder, she steadied her breathing. Her mind felt adrift, replete. She couldn’t seem to form one reasonable thought. He released her, and she realized he had broken away from her to discard the condom.
Erin watched his shoulders ripple with muscle as he turned away from her, and her gaze traveled with hungry insistence down his back until she reached his incredible tight butt. He looked up and caught her gaze in the mirror. With deliberation she walked toward him. When she reached Lachlan, Erin allowed her fingers to slide up and over his shoulders, palming the hot, smooth texture of skin over steel-hard musculature. Did any man deserve to be so damned gorgeous? Her mouth watered with the desire to show him how much she admired him and his sexy body.
She allowed Lachlan to turn around. Erin slid her hands around his slim waist and touched the muscle-ripped texture of his stomach. He sucked in a breath and kept her gaze pinned with his. His hands covered hers as she traveled, exploring up and up until she rested on his chest. She felt the rounded, powerful structure of his pectorals and savored the strength she found. With deliberation she trailed down, down, down until her hands almost touched the hair at his groin. Now that the first blush of sex was appeased, she had time to share new pleasures and explore. Erin reached down and fisted his cock with her left hand. Her other hand went back up to his pec and her fingers latched onto his nipple. She squeezed his cock and nipple at the same time.
“Erin.” He gasped as she started a sure fire stroking over his long length. “Sweet lass, you’re gonna kill me.”
“Ah,” she said with a breathy sigh. “But won’t it be a wonderful death?”
He groaned. “Yes.”
She’d given blow jobs before, but never with this grinding desire to take a man down her throat and feel his excitement spurt into her mouth. Without another hesitation, she knelt in front of him and gripped his cock at the base. Then she slid her lips down over him.
“Ah.” He jerked in her grip, but she kept her hand fastened to the base of his cock while she tasted him with her tongue and the warm heat of her mouth. “Erin, darlin’, I canna.”
Satisfaction and a sense of power engulfed her. When his accent got this thick, she knew she had him.
“More.” Rough with accent, his voice demanded. “I’ve got to have more. I dinna think I stand it if I canna be inside you again.”
Lachlan grew harder inside her mouth. Driven beyond any control, she drew his cock into her mouth over and over, sucking and licking as she encompassed him.
He gripped her head in both hands and groaned as his head fell back. “No, lass. Please, God.” He chanted, his voice hoarse with emotion and lust. “I need to be inside you.”
She would give him something she’d never given another man. A safe haven right here in her mouth where he knew nothing but divine pleasure, and where she could have the satisfaction of giving.
As she pumped him with one hand and sucked him with the other, he pleaded. “That’s it. Take me all.”
She smiled with triumph. A fierce expression of harsh pleasure etched into his features. Raw excitement made his face seem wild and somehow animal. His fingers fisted in her hair, but not tight enough to hurt. His breath rasped in and out, his chest rising and falling quickly. Tender, considerate Lachlan had turned primal, in full view for her enjoyment. The sensation of taking him in her mouth added to her arousal and the slickness between her legs grew hotter. Oh, how she wanted him between her legs again.
As she sucked him harder and faster, his eyes closed and his head fell back. She decided she’d add to his torture with a few exploratory touches. She massaged his balls gently, then probed the area between his balls and anus. He sucked in a breath.
A groan echoed from his throat. “Yeah. Oh, yeah.”
She kept up the torture as she fucked him with her mouth, and that seemed to be all he needed to launch into the stratosphere. His gasps turned to a guttural sound as Lachlan’s hips twitched and then his fingers tightened in her hair. For a few seconds he took the movement away from Erin as he moved back and forth in her mouth.
Then he stiffened and a low growl of completion left his throat. He came with a quick explosion, and she continued to suck, taking his hot, liquid essence down her throat. She swallowed as he shuddered, and another spurt, then another filled her mouth as he exhaled on another growl.
She released him, leaning her head against his thigh as she panted. With a sense of wonder she realized it felt almost as if she’d enjoyed an orgasm; her heart thumped and her breath came fast. The taste of him in her mouth, she stood and slipped into his waiting arms.
His expression said it all. A tender smile parted his lips, then transformed into ready to devour her. “Lass, that was incredible.”
And he kissed her.
Lachlan plied Erin with a tender, exploring kiss that tantalized even as it kept her from total fulfillment. His lips swept from her top lip to her bottom, teasing caresses that made her appetite for him surge higher and higher.
Lachlan lifted her in his arms and walked with her to the bed. He released her long enough to flick the covers down to the bottom of the bed, then he lifted her again and placed her on the crisp, white sheets.
“Are we really here?” she asked softly as he slid onto the bed beside her.
“Yes.” He smiled and leaned over her, brushing his lips across her forehead. “We’re really here.”
Her throat tightened, and unexpected tears moistened her eyes. “Lachlan, what we just did…it was everything. It was wonderful.”
He frowned and brushed away a tear. “Why are you crying?”
“With happiness. Only with happiness.”
With a groan he leaned in and took her mouth voraciously. As his mouth and tongue learned her anew, she rolled with him across the big bed. He landed on top of her, and she felt his cock harden again.
She knew Lachlan must see the startled, totally amazed expression in her eyes.
I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want you.
His voice in her head reassured her as he reached to the bedside table and found another condom. She half expected their loving to go slow and sweet this time, but their hunger felt too new and insatiable. He slipped on the condom, but before he could settle between her legs, she turned the tables on him and rolled onto her stomach. The sheets felt smooth and cool against Erin’s heated skin, and she savored the touch of his hands on her butt as he helped her kneel. He palmed her, exploring like a new map as he traced his fingers over her skin. She shivered. Hands flat to the bed, her legs wide apart and her hips tilted high, she waited in a special agony that belongs to lovers who want each other more than anything else on earth.
Without hesitation he parted the lips of her sex with his cock and inched his way inside with inexorable but gentle thrusts. His iron-hard, furnace hot cock spread her walls.
Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, he feels so good. So hot. So hard. So big. As he reached around and cupped one breast, then began plucking and stroking one nipple, she shivered with delight. Mmm. Good.
Yes, lass. It’s wonderful.
A delirium tossed her up, brought her to a new place she never ex
pected again so quickly. How could this man, any man, turn her on with a single look, touch, sound? With one pass of his fingers over her breast she couldn’t wait to spread her legs for him and accept all he had to give her.
With one last push he sank deep inside her. With a wiggle of her hips she tightened around him.
Lachlan twisted his hips and touched something high inside her that made her body tighten in mind-melting bliss. With an animal sound, he commenced a steady, powerful thrusting that brooked no denial. Each hammering motion made her want to scream and beg, and seconds later she succumbed. A low moaning left her throat, something she couldn’t and didn’t want to stop.
Deep excitement spilled free in his voice as he pounded into Erin, his new words more potent and earthy than the last time he’d been inside her. “That’s it sweetheart. Come on. Fuck me. Fuck me harder.”
His words were spoken in a throaty Scottish pitch that said he’d gone over the edge, and it fired her libido into hyper drive. She moved her hips faster, rearing back against him at his command. He hunched over her, his body learning and venturing and driving her to within an inch of screaming madness. His persistent, demanding fingers danced on her nipples with electrifying caresses, manipulating until all she could feel was his cock drilling her and his fingers playing. Her arousal seemed to climb higher as she allowed herself to feel everything, experience each sensation and sound.
She clamped her lips shut but the chanting came from her anyway. “Yes. Yes!” The rhythm and friction became too much to endure. She demanded with her body, with the relentless tempo that matched his movements.
She lost all control, all inhibition and let the words spring free. “God, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes!”
She knew she was almost screaming, and she didn’t’ care. She whimpered as that first hint of orgasm tightened her stomach.
Lachlan, please, oh, please.
He gave one last thrust.
With a skyrocketing sensation that stirred first in her belly, made her walls clench in burning pleasure, and then sparked in her clit, she came with a screech. Erin’s passion seemed to set him loose, and Lachlan came right after, his shout of completion echoing in the room as he shuddered against her, his arms tightening about her.
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