by Jenika Snow
“Yeah, that sounds about right.” We both chuckled.
I started kissing her again, and as the seconds passed, all I thought about was this moment. I could only think about being with her. “Fook, lass, I love you so much.” I cupped her cheek. “Do you kno’ how much I love you?”
This woman and the children she gave me were the reason I lived.
She leaned forward and kissed me. “I know.”
I saw her love for me reflected in her eyes. I smoothed my fingers over her cheeks, her skin sweet. I pushed the blanket down, exposing her belly, wanting tae kiss her there, revel in the life she created.
I ran my lips along her flesh, kissing her skin softly, smiling the whole time. “I’m the luckiest fooking bastard in the world.”
She moved her fingers over my back, and I shivered at her touch.
Mine.
I gave her stomach one last kiss before looking intae her face again. I pulled her closer and just held her. Holding her like this was perfection.
“For me it’ll only ever be you, lass.” I leaned down to kiss her, willing tae prove tae her for the rest of my life how true those words were.
The End
Kilt Me Bonus Scene
Alastair
“Aye, lass, that’s it.” I stared down at my wee wife, her head bobbing up and down, the suction of her mouth around my cock intense. I was gonna come sooner rather than later, and although I wanted this tae last, there was no fooking way I could not get off. “I donna think I can hold off, lass.”
She moaned and the vibrations had me coming. I clenched my hands in her hair, tugging at the strands, not able tae stop myself. I dinna want tae stop myself.
When my bullocks were drained dry and she’d swallowed every last drop, she pulled away and looked up at me. I helped her tae stand, pulled her in for an embrace, and cupped the back of her head. I kissed her, tasting myself on her lips and tongue, and wanting her flavor tae be what she tasted, as well.
I moved her backward so the bed stopped her retreat, laid her down gently, and went tae my knees. I spread her thighs open, smelling the sweet, intoxicating scent of her and growled low. I devoured her then, eating her pussy out like I was a starving man.
“So fooking god, lass. So. Damn. Good.” I licked and sucked at her, nipped at her flesh, drew circles around her clit until she was begging me tae let her go over the edge. “Come for me, pretty girl. Let me taste your cream.” And she did exactly what I said, got off for me so her flavor was saturating my mouth, sliding down my throat, and making me drunk off of the flavor of her.
When she relaxed on the bed I crawled up her, curled my bigger body around hers, and held her. “I donna kno’ what I did tae deserve you, lass.”
She snuggled in closer to me and I closed my eyes, feeling like the luckiest bastard in the world.
“And I can say the same thing about you.”
My heart swelled even bigger for this woman, and I kne’ that nothing in this world could compare tae a man who was deliriously happy. “I love you, my wee wife. Always. Forever.”
Molly
The feel of the wind in my hair, and the vibrations of the rough terrain beneath me had me smiling. I held the reins tightly in my hands and looked over my shoulder at Alastair. He was close behind, his black stallion sleek, the sun bouncing off the onyx colored coat. My horse, a white mare, ran faster, and as my heart jumped in my throat I felt alive.
Living in Scotland, with the lush greenery surrounding us, and our little slice of heaven seemingly away from everything, made me feel like we were in our own world. It really was moments like these that I felt free. With the children back home being watched by Alastair’s mother, and the next hour just for my husband and me, it was like we were in our own world, or maybe our own romance novel.
I took a right and let the horse lead me to a small clearing that we’d frequented plenty of times before. I pulled on the reins to slow the animal down and dismounted, securing the lead to a nearby branch. I opened up the saddlebag and pulled out the blanket and the packed lunch that I’d made for us. Alastair tied up his horse as well and together we walked into the clearing. I laid a blanket on the ground and we sat down. There was a slight breeze that rustled through the trees, and the sun peeked over the branches, casting slivers of light and shadow along the ground.
Truth was I wasn’t hungry at all. I just liked being with Alastair, loved being in his presence. In the years since we’d gotten together and married, my life had been something straight out of a book. Of course we had our ups and downs, miscommunications, petty fights, and the stress of having children. It was our reality.
But at the end of the day our love for each other was stronger than ever, and I wouldn’t change it for anything.
Alastair pulled me in close and I rested my head on his shoulder as I stared through the break in the trees at the sky. He ran the tips of his fingers along my arm, sending goosebumps traveling along my flesh.
“Are you happy, lass?” he asked me, his Scottish accent thick. I shifted so that I could face him and smiled. “Even after all these years later do I still make you happy?” I could see the genuine concern in his eyes and wondered if he thought about this often.
I rose up on my knees so that we were eye level and covered his scruff-covered cheeks with my hands. For long seconds I didn’t say anything, just stared into his eyes and willed him to see the truth. “Each and every day you make me more happy and I fall more in love with you.” I smiled at him. “Surely you can see how much I love you.”
“All I want is for you tae be happy. All I desire in this world is tae kno’ that you never have a day where you regret your decision tae be with me. I donna want you tae think about your life without me in it.”
I was shaking my head before he even finished speaking. “The only thing I regret is that we didn’t find each other sooner.” I leaned in and brought my lips to his, kissing him softly, gently. I wanted him to see, to feel and know that he was my life. The world that we created here with our family, our children, was exactly what I wanted.
He was all I’d ever want.
“It’s you and the family we created that makes me compete. You’re stuck with me.” I smiled against his mouth and he chuckled, wrapping his arms tightly around my body.
“That’s real good, lass, because where you go I follow. Always.”
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