A low rumbling sound emanated from his chest before he replied.
“Seein’ you in your costume for the shoot kind o’ shocked me. They turned you intae a tight lil’ package of raw sex.”
She pinched his nipple lightly and said, “Yeah. I got the idea you liked the costume.”
Gavan thought for a minute then said, “Oh, I liked it. I liked it too much. And I knew I wasn’t going to be the only one likin’ you in it. Then I overheard one o’ the assistants talkin’ tae one o’ the models about the concept and where it came from. Believe me, lass, two men talkin’ about it when they thought nobody was listenin’ gave me a glimpse of what every man who buys that goddamned magazine is goin’ tae feel when he looks at you.
“I can’t deny it. I’m a jealous man.”
Tessa had pulled her head from his chest and was watching his face as he spoke.
“I’m no’ judgin’ you for the subject matter o’ your book—I never would.”
He let out a great sigh before continuing.
“Someone hurt me. It was a long time ago, but I decided then that no woman would do that tae me agin’. I’ve no’ been involved with any woman since. Until now. I think I fell in love with you the minute you opened your door and dropped your coffee on my foot.”
His fingers twirled the tendrils of her hair and he smiled.
“Thing is, I know with all these men panting after you, men who would seriously pursue you, it will only be a matter of time before you find somebody else who kin make you happier. And I’ll be devastated.”
Tessa started to speak, but he shushed her. “But I know now, that’s no’ right, I have no choice really, I need tae have whatever part of you that you can give tae me, tae hell with the consequences.”
She sat up, rage filling her eyes, and kicked at him with her little feet, getting a good shot into his side.
“What the hell, woman?” he barked at her as he rubbed his ribs.
She yelled back, “I’m just trying to wake you up, you big fucking ass. You think you have it all figured out, don’t you? I can’t believe that after the time we’ve spent together, that after tonight, when I literally splayed myself out for you, completely vulnerable to anything you might choose to do to me, putting more trust in you than I’ve ever put in anyone, you can honestly think that another man could come along and make me happier. You make me happy. Happier than I’ve ever been. Happier than I ever thought I could be.”
Pausing for a moment, gathering either her thoughts or patience, he didn’t know which, she lowered her gaze before looking back at him.
“God, Gavan, I just don’t know how to make you understand. You make me feel feelings I never even knew existed, let alone experienced. I’ve had two boyfriends in my life. Both were in college and both were so dismally disappointing that I just figured that the whole relationship thing wasn’t for me. To me, relationships seemed like more trouble than they’re worth. Because of that, I haven’t been with a man since then until you. I had absolutely no interest. I always figured I had better things to do. But, as soon as I saw you in my doorway, before I dropped my coffee on you, I knew that I had been wrong for so long.”
He looked at her, sitting on her knees next to him on the bed stark naked with her hands on her hips. Her chin was up defiantly and the familiar storm that swirled in those eyes was a full-blown monsoon.
Gavan traced his finger along her thigh and asked warily, “So what now, lass?”
She threw her arms up, making her full breasts jiggle. “Arrggh! What now? I’ll tell you what now. I love you too, that’s what now. I love you and that won’t change. Not now, not ever, so I guess you’ll just have to figure out how to deal with it.”
She started to leave the bed, muttering under her breath. The phrases “stupid man” and “too big of an idiot to see what’s right in front of him” made it to Gavan’s ears. He hooked his hand behind her neck, pulled her to him, and kissed her. The kiss was urgent and possessive. When he released her she pulled away, gasping for air.
He smiled as he slid off the bed holding up his index finger requesting a moment from her and walked to his jeans piled on the floor near the chair. Turning back, he carried a smallish, rectangular box, colored in telltale, pale robin’s-egg blue with a white satin ribbon tied in a bow.
Tessa bounced a little and clapped her hands together. “Ooo! What’s that?”
Gavan slid back onto the bed next to her and handed her the box. “This is where I went today, lass.”
* * * *
Tessa took the box from him and opened it. Inside was a heavy, gold rolo-link bracelet. Near the clasp, there was a flat, heart-shaped charm with an engraving on it. With trembling hands, she removed the bracelet from the box and tilted the tag to catch the light from fireplace so she could see the engraving. In elegant, Old English style font was a single letter G. She looked at it, nibbling her lower lip in concentration, a slight grimace on her face.
“Did you engrave this with your initial as a message that I belong to you?”
In a cautious near whisper he answered, “No, lass. That’s my heart.”
Tessa looked back at the bracelet, her heart ready to burst. Had there ever been a sweeter, more romantic gesture? “It’s such a heavy link. I guess you want to make sure that once it’s on, it stays there?”
* * * *
He nodded slowly. “Aye.” He searched her eyes tentatively in anticipation of the gathering storm, now regretting the presumptive nature of his gift. He couldn’t get the words out to tell her that the big, clunky links represented him.
He watched as she toyed with the charm for a few minutes, sliding her finger back and forth across the engraved letter. Then she handed it back to him. Handed his heart back to him. She didn’t want it. His breath caught. His heart stopped. He actually felt it crumbling within his chest.
She leaned over, took his face between her dainty hands, and said, “Will you help me put it on?”
His breath escaped in a near choke and he pulled her to him to kiss her. He wrapped the heavy bracelet around her delicate wrist and fastened the clasp. Tessa held her arm out and shook her wrist to admire her gift.
“You know,” she said as she rolled her arm back and forth, “the strong golden links actually remind me of you.”
His arms wrapped around her waist, pulled her to him, and they rolled over together on the bed so that she straddled his waist.
“I’m starvin’, lass. How would you feel about a midnight snack?”
She jumped off the bed.
“I’m up for that, let me just grab my nightshirt,” she tossed over her shoulder as she reached for the hated button-down.
In a blink he was at her side. “I forgot. I’ve somethin’ else for you.”
He stepped to the pile of clothes on the floor, picked up his shirt, and held it out for her to slip into.
Chapter Eleven
Perched on the counter, bare feet dangling with hair piled on top of her head in a scrunchie, Tessa watched Gavan prepare toast and tea for them in black boxer-briefs as she breathed in his scent that clung to her new nightshirt. Oh, yeah, this is definitely a dream, she thought to herself. There wasn’t a male underwear model anywhere that had a thing on this gorgeous creature in her kitchen, slaving over a hot tea kettle and toaster just for her. The mere thought of touching him and the way he just took her, not against her will, but because he just knew what he wanted and he went for it, made her squirm around a little as a million butterflies performed a frenetic dance in her stomach. She could feel the blush rising up from her breasts to her cheeks.
He looked at her then. “Wha?”
Tessa blinked and quickly covered by saying, “Oh, I really love midnight snacks.” After all they’d shared tonight, it was crazy to be embarrassed, but hey, a girl’s got to keep some gushiness private.
Hungrier than either of them realized, they slurped and smacked their way through two cups of tea each and several slices of toast. Af
ter depositing the dishes in the sink, Gavan slid his body between Tessa’s legs and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to the edge of the counter so that her sex and belly were against his already-erect cock.
“Working in the different rooms here has given me a few ideas that I’d like tae run by you,” he said as he kissed and licked down the side of her neck before sucking her earlobe between his lips, nipping it gently.
“Oh?” It came out more as a gasp than a question.
“Aye. What do you think?”
She tilted her head to the side to give him better access to her neck and rotated her hips to grind herself against his cock, and she felt him shiver a bit.
“Well, I can’t say that I’d be averse to hearing some interesting ideas about my house.”
She stroked her index fingers back and forth across his flat, brown nipples, thrilled by his reaction to her touch. He took her mouth with his and entered her with his tongue. She sucked at it, massaging it with her own. Buttery sweetness from their snack pervaded her mouth. She could feel her insides tighten and was amazed that after the night she’d already had, this beautiful man could bring her so close to the edge again with nothing more than a kiss. A really hot, passionate, deep kiss.
He pulled away from her and looked straight at her. “I think it’d be a lot more fun if I showed you my ideas.”
The intensity in his gaze robbed her of speech.
“’Kay,” was all she could manage to gulp out.
With a hand on either side of her waist he lifted her down from the counter, took her hand in his, and led her to the library. Once in her office, he walked directly to the big chair behind the desk, removed his briefs, and sat down, piquing her curiosity.
Giving her a “come here” finger wag, he said, “Lose the shirt on your way, lass.”
Somehow she managed to convey the message to her feet to step forward. Slowly moving around the desk, her fingers began to work the buttons of the shirt. Despite having been completely exposed to him earlier, he watched as she unfastened each button, intense anticipation written on his face. When she reached the third button, he licked his lips and leaned forward a little. His reaction encouraged her and she decided to make the most of it and give him a little show. She stopped moving, still a couple of feet away. She moved her fingers to the next button, which was just above her navel, and let them linger just above it. Instead of undoing the button, she ran her left hand up the button placket of the shirt, pulling it open a little so the curve of her breast showed. Gavan gasped and leaned back in the chair, his glistening eyes dark with desire, locked on her. She ran her hand back down the placket, keeping it open but making an exaggerated display of running her curled fingers over her breast and licked her lips seductively. She unfastened the next button and repeated the movement on her right side, this time opening the shirt wide enough to show her nipple.
The sight of Gavan rubbing his palm up the length of his now unbelievably huge cock made her pussy tingle.
“Oh, Tessa lass, what are you tryin’ tae do tae me?”
She smiled as demurely as she could and opened the last button as she turned to face away from him, not allowing full view of her nudity. He grunted a protest and she smiled.
With her head to the side but not really looking back at him, she pulled the shirt over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor in a puddle. Turning her head a bit farther to take a quick peek at Gavan, she saw him stroking himself, his thumb rolling over his big knob on each upstroke. She turned her face forward again and parted her legs slightly, thinking about the view he was getting as she stood in only her pink lace boyshort panties. Sliding her hands around to rest on her ass, she slowly raised and slightly parted her cheeks then released them, aware of the slight jiggle created by the action. Behind her, her Great Scot growled. Reaching up slowly, she pulled the scrunchie from her hair, craned her neck back, and shook her head a bit, running her fingers through her mane to free it from its confines. His heavy, ragged breathing permeated the air. Straightening her neck and pulling her legs together, she ran her hands down her breasts, over her belly, and slid her index fingers into the waistband of her panties. She slid her hands to the sides of her hips before pushing the garment down, bending only at the waist to lower it all the way to the floor knowingly giving him full view of her pussy.
She lingered there for a second before he said in a choked voice, “Come here.”
Standing up straight, she turned to face him and walked forward. When she reached the chair she put one hand on each armrest and leaned in to kiss him. He returned her kiss roughly, his mouth hot, strong, and demanding. When his muscular arms wrapped around her to pull her in, she resisted and pulled away. Smiling slyly, she dropped to her knees and took his cock from his hands into her own.
With a rasp he said, “Tessa, this isn’t what…”
She smiled sweetly at him. “Shh. You can’t always have your way.”
Before he could protest again she took him into her mouth.
She swirled her tongue around his hot, engorged head. Tasting a pearl of semen, she swiped at it then poked into the slit in an effort to find more. Her hands were clasped together at the base, squeezing as she pumped up and down. She moved her head in time with her hands and sucked so that her cheeks pulled in. She could already feel his cock twitching with his nearing orgasm, and he grasped both sides of her head with his big hands to stop her.
“Tessa, I want to be inside you, baby. Here, in my lap.”
She climbed into his lap, knees planted on either side of him in the chair. He reached up and caressed her breasts, running his palms in circles over her almost painfully distended nipples. Tessa moaned and arched into him. He took one nipple between his lips and grazed it with his teeth while his fingers teased and tickled the other. Each suction of his mouth shot an electric line from her nipple to her clit. Her pussy clenched, aching to be filled. He moved his mouth to the ignored nipple and repeated his treatment there. The laving of his tongue across her nipple made her moan and she began to slide her clit against his hot, rigid cock. She trembled at the first touch of her sensitive skin to his. Removing his hand from her nipple, he reached down and slid his fingers between her labia. Her sweet cream was already running in rivulets down the inside of her thighs and she covered his hand with it. As he moved his mouth to hers to kiss her, his finger gathered her wetness and moved to her clit. He brushed across it once, twice, three times when she shuddered.
She pulled her mouth from his.
“Gavan, if you don’t get inside me right now, I think I’ll fall apart.”
* * * *
Her lips were red and swollen from sucking and kissing him. Her eyes were pleading and full of lust.
He pulled himself straighter in the chair, wrapped his arms around her, and grabbed her ass with his big hands.
“When I stand up, wrap your legs around my waist.”
She nodded. The great difference in their size made this an easy maneuver. He angled his hips and slowly lowered her until he felt the head of his cock against her slick opening.
“Oh, God. Gavan! Get in me. I can’t wait anymore!”
She was pounding on his shoulders with the heels of her hands now. Pushing up his hips and simultaneously lowering her, he buried himself inside her. The move caused a sudden intake of breath in her.
“You okay?”
She nodded. “Mmm hmm.” She licked her lips, her face a vision in concentration as she once again struggled to accommodate his enormous size into her small body.
Gavan sat back down, pulled her legs from around his waist to drape over the arms of the chair, and sat back. She was hot and soft, surrounding him with a velvet fist that squeezed and massaged his cock. He looked into her eyes and showed her how to use the chair arms under her thighs as leverage. When she began to move up and down with enthusiasm, he sat back. But her full breasts bouncing up and down in front of him was too much and he captured them both in his hands,
moving his mouth from one to the other. Tessa ran her hands through his hair, massaging his scalp, and his body literally tingled from head to toe.
Tessa pulled her fingers from his hair and sat up straight, and he watched her hand move down her belly to her clit.
“Gavan, I’m so close. Are you close?”
He replaced her hand with his own, rubbing circles around the hot little button. “Yes, love, I’m close.”
As his orgasm crashed over him, his balls pulled up and an electric jolt ran through the length of his cock. He grasped her clit between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed and twirled it until Tessa threw her head back. She pumped her thigh muscles furiously, moving up and down on his shaft until he felt her climax burst upon her. Her inner muscles clenched Gavan’s cock, milking his cock like a soft, velvet-covered fist. He pulled her to him and she collapsed against his chest.
“You are amazing, Tessa. Why’d it take me so long tae find you?”
He felt her long eyelashes flutter against his flat nipple and he would swear she purred. He hugged her tight.
Chapter Twelve
Their breathing eventually returned to normal and Gavan stood, Tessa still impaled on him, and carried her to the sitting area of the library. Lowering her to the soft fur rug in front of the fireplace, he withdrew from her and leaned to the sofa and grabbed the throw pillows. He gently lifted her head as she gazed up at him and put one of the pillows under her. He planted a whisper-soft kiss on her lips then sat up to gaze around the room.
“In need of something?”
He nodded. “How do we turn on the fire?”
She smiled. She loved roaring fires. “The remote’s probably on the side table.”
He twisted and grabbed it and the remote that controlled the stereo.
He stretched out on his side next to her, arm bent at the elbow, head propped up on his hand so he could look at her. While he traced circles and figure eights over her breasts and belly, they talked.
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