want to miss an opportunity of a lifetime, do I? She remembered the immense groin beneath that woolen kilt.
Oh, what the hell! What do I have to lose?
“Kiss me,” she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. Her cheeks burning, she stood in silence and waited.
His smile vanished. He hesitated a brief moment and stared at her. Wet ringlets of hair still clung to his damp forehead.
“Lass, I dinna’ think I heard ye right. What did ye—?”
Her fingers traced the bottom of his enticing lips. Standing on tiptoes, she wrapped her hands around his fine neck and stared into his dreamy turquoise eyes.
“Please, just kiss me.”
Chapter 7
Duncan’s hand cupped Keara’s chin as her moist, parted lips beckoned to be kissed. Gentle morsels of freckles peeked through copper ringlets strewn across her face from the evening’s cool breeze. His cumbersome fingers pushed back the disheveled curls to reveal her fair, delicate skin. He stared into her twinkling green eyes. A wee smile trembled on her peach-blossom lips as he wrapped his arms firmly around her slender waist. He lowered his mouth over her lips and devoured her softness.
He sensed her sudden thrill of arousal when her warm, inquisitive tongue darted inside his mouth. A surge of renewed passion flooded his veins like a hot tidal wave. His hands lowered and cupped her buttocks, pulling her closer to him. Her round breasts grew firm and her crested-peak nipples pressed against his bare chest. Cool fingers traveled down the concave of his back. His skin sizzled like a hot flame beneath her hands, as her fingers worked their magick and kneaded his tense muscles.
Her knee edged its way beneath his plaid. His groin grew hard and stiff and pressed against her private area. Their kiss grew hungry and urgent. His hand caressed her outer thigh. Her lithe body quivered. She moaned softly before dropping her chin on his chest with a sigh of pleasure. His own heartbeat drummed through his ears, she had awakened yearnings he hadn’t felt in a very long time.
Dangerous yearnings.
“ Mo creach ! This canna happen!” He stepped back in a hurry and held her at arm’s length.
She stared back at him, a blank look written across her lovely face. Her long eyelashes fluttered and her cheeks flushed a bright shade of red. Her voice wavered and she lowered her head, but not before he caught a glimpse of tears stream down her rosy cheeks.
“I had no right to ask you to do that. I’m terribly sorry.” Her voice quavered.
“Bloody hell!” he cursed, while he struggled with his own uncertainties she had just aroused. He stomped back and forth watching her stand rigid and silent.
“It’s not ye, lass. Ye dinna understand. ‘Tis I that needs to apologize.” He stopped pacing and waited for a reply.
After several minutes of sheer awkwardness, Keara finally raised her head, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.
“No. Please, don’t apologize. It’s been a long day for both of us. I keep thinking this has all been nothing but one gigantic illusion or dream and expect to wake up any minute now.” She hesitated and bit her lower lip. “I acted on a whim and tried something foolish for a change.”
He sensed her uneasiness.
“I just hope you don’t think my actions were too forward. I don’t normally make it a practice of going around asking men to kiss me.” Her tear-stained face brightened with a lopsided grin.
“Nay, I couldna ever think that of ye. Ye’re a right brave lass at that. Not many a woman could have done everything ye did.” He walked closer and lifted her chin, wiping away leftover tears. “Now ye might raise some suspicions if ye walked into a village wearin’ the clothes I found ye in.”
Light airy laughter escaped her moistened sweet lips. Beads of sweat glistened across her forehead and her face radiated with a cute perky smile.
“I nev’r meant to hurt ye, lass. I’m doin’ this fer yer own good.” Hard knots twisted inside
Oh, what the hell! What do I have to lose?
“Kiss me,” she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. Her cheeks burning, she stood in silence and waited.
His smile vanished. He hesitated a brief moment and stared at her. Wet ringlets of hair still clung to his damp forehead.
“Lass, I dinna’ think I heard ye right. What did ye—?”
Her fingers traced the bottom of his enticing lips. Standing on tiptoes, she wrapped her hands around his fine neck and stared into his dreamy turquoise eyes.
“Please, just kiss me.”
Chapter 7
Duncan’s hand cupped Keara’s chin as her moist, parted lips beckoned to be kissed. Gentle morsels of freckles peeked through copper ringlets strewn across her face from the evening’s cool breeze. His cumbersome fingers pushed back the disheveled curls to reveal her fair, delicate skin. He stared into her twinkling green eyes. A wee smile trembled on her peach-blossom lips as he wrapped his arms firmly around her slender waist. He lowered his mouth over her lips and devoured her softness.
He sensed her sudden thrill of arousal when her warm, inquisitive tongue darted inside his mouth. A surge of renewed passion flooded his veins like a hot tidal wave. His hands lowered and cupped her buttocks, pulling her closer to him. Her round breasts grew firm and her crested-peak nipples pressed against his bare chest. Cool fingers traveled down the concave of his back. His skin sizzled like a hot flame beneath her hands, as her fingers worked their magick and kneaded his tense muscles.
Her knee edged its way beneath his plaid. His groin grew hard and stiff and pressed against her private area. Their kiss grew hungry and urgent. His hand caressed her outer thigh. Her lithe body quivered. She moaned softly before dropping her chin on his chest with a sigh of pleasure. His own heartbeat drummed through his ears, she had awakened yearnings he hadn’t felt in a very long time.
Dangerous yearnings.
“ Mo creach ! This canna happen!” He stepped back in a hurry and held her at arm’s length.
She stared back at him, a blank look written across her lovely face. Her long eyelashes fluttered and her cheeks flushed a bright shade of red. Her voice wavered and she lowered her head, but not before he caught a glimpse of tears stream down her rosy cheeks.
“I had no right to ask you to do that. I’m terribly sorry.” Her voice quavered.
“Bloody hell!” he cursed, while he struggled with his own uncertainties she had just aroused. He stomped back and forth watching her stand rigid and silent.
“It’s not ye, lass. Ye dinna understand. ‘Tis I that needs to apologize.” He stopped pacing and waited for a reply.
After several minutes of sheer awkwardness, Keara finally raised her head, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.
“No. Please, don’t apologize. It’s been a long day for both of us. I keep thinking this has all been nothing but one gigantic illusion or dream and expect to wake up any minute now.” She hesitated and bit her lower lip. “I acted on a whim and tried something foolish for a change.”
He sensed her uneasiness.
“I just hope you don’t think my actions were too forward. I don’t normally make it a practice of going around asking men to kiss me.” Her tear-stained face brightened with a lopsided grin.
“Nay, I couldna ever think that of ye. Ye’re a right brave lass at that. Not many a woman could have done everything ye did.” He walked closer and lifted her chin, wiping away leftover tears. “Now ye might raise some suspicions if ye walked into a village wearin’ the clothes I found ye in.”
Light airy laughter escaped her moistened sweet lips. Beads of sweat glistened across her forehead and her face radiated with a cute perky smile.
“I nev’r meant to hurt ye, lass. I’m doin’ this fer yer own good.” Hard knots twisted inside
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