ROMANCE: HIGHLANDER ROMANCE: Seduced by highlander (Historical Mail Order Bride Time Travel Romance) (Military Fantasy Romance Short Stories) by Brittany White Page B
Authors: Brittany White
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a woman that showed defiance, but also a need that burned like the sun above. “Fuck…you are an amazing piece of ass. I don’t mean to sound crass, but you really should know that you have the kind of body that would make most men fight to the death to get near.” He easily spread her legs with his knee, pushing the other one in between, so that he had the perfect vantage point to see the pink lips of her sex. They were peeking through the foliage. Finn reached down to touch the wet opening and knew that she was excited and didn’t have any way to hide it.
“I’ve forgotten who I am and being a princess, I should know better than to get caught up in an act that should be left to matrimonial bliss.” He was on top of her pinning her to the ground and making her feel that there was no place that she could go. There was a moment of claustrophobia, the feeling of being closed in that reminded her of how her uncle had treated her when she was a child. She panicked and started to thrash, but noticed that Finn was taking that, as a sign that he was doing something right.
“I have to get out from underneath him. I can’t breathe, but maybe if I calmed down, I can return to enjoying what he’s doing to me. His mouth on my nipples caused my pussy to gush. I can’t control that part of me and it’s obvious from his lecherous stare that he thinks that I want this. I guess deep down I’m just like any other woman. Underneath the manners and decorum is a wanton little whore that needs to be taken by a real man. She flipped up his kilt and appeared the Scotsman’s man sword. It was projecting nicely from his midsection and she easily curled her hand around it and gave it a tentative tug in curiosity.
He grunted his reply, feeling her fingers squeezing him delicately, but forceful enough that it was drawing attention to the climax inside. It rose to the surface and if he wasn’t careful, he was going to blow his top too soon for his liking. He grabbed her hand and took it away, breathing heavy and trying his best not to indicate that she had gotten to him in that way.
“I certainly didn’t think that he was the kind of man that would be quick to the draw. Just taking him out was enough to bring about his moment of pleasure. I should be flattered and he’s only showing that his excitement was a little bit too much for him to take. I hope that he can contain himself and bring it back to a manageable level.” Her mind was willing him to take it back a notch. She could see on his face that he was losing it quickly, but he was breathing normally and suddenly that expression forlorn lust had now been replaced with that of an evil glint in his eyes.
He wrenched his member from her hand, leaving behind the sticky residue that was on the tip. He brought it over to her lips and held her head to put her in the right position to fuck her face. Nudging at her silky lips was met with a disgusting expression on her face. It appeared that she found this type of sex play to be unnecessary and off putting. He did not allow her to keep up this brave front, grabbing her hair roughly and hearing her cry out. That gave him the perfect moment and he wasn’t about to back down from a challenge of a woman that thought that she was better than everybody else.
She felt it in her mouth and she was tempted to draw down her teeth and rip him from the root. When she felt the skin of the shaft sliding across her tongue, she suddenly began to like the texture and even the taste and smell of the man himself. “I never had this happen to me before, I’ve heard others talk about it, but I always thought that they were deluding themselves. Having him in my mouth is making me hunger for something even more down between my legs. My sex is throbbing and aching for the need for him to give me his Scottish flag.” Working her lips along the length left behind a trail of wetness that she followed with more of the same.
Samantha reached behind and
“I’ve forgotten who I am and being a princess, I should know better than to get caught up in an act that should be left to matrimonial bliss.” He was on top of her pinning her to the ground and making her feel that there was no place that she could go. There was a moment of claustrophobia, the feeling of being closed in that reminded her of how her uncle had treated her when she was a child. She panicked and started to thrash, but noticed that Finn was taking that, as a sign that he was doing something right.
“I have to get out from underneath him. I can’t breathe, but maybe if I calmed down, I can return to enjoying what he’s doing to me. His mouth on my nipples caused my pussy to gush. I can’t control that part of me and it’s obvious from his lecherous stare that he thinks that I want this. I guess deep down I’m just like any other woman. Underneath the manners and decorum is a wanton little whore that needs to be taken by a real man. She flipped up his kilt and appeared the Scotsman’s man sword. It was projecting nicely from his midsection and she easily curled her hand around it and gave it a tentative tug in curiosity.
He grunted his reply, feeling her fingers squeezing him delicately, but forceful enough that it was drawing attention to the climax inside. It rose to the surface and if he wasn’t careful, he was going to blow his top too soon for his liking. He grabbed her hand and took it away, breathing heavy and trying his best not to indicate that she had gotten to him in that way.
“I certainly didn’t think that he was the kind of man that would be quick to the draw. Just taking him out was enough to bring about his moment of pleasure. I should be flattered and he’s only showing that his excitement was a little bit too much for him to take. I hope that he can contain himself and bring it back to a manageable level.” Her mind was willing him to take it back a notch. She could see on his face that he was losing it quickly, but he was breathing normally and suddenly that expression forlorn lust had now been replaced with that of an evil glint in his eyes.
He wrenched his member from her hand, leaving behind the sticky residue that was on the tip. He brought it over to her lips and held her head to put her in the right position to fuck her face. Nudging at her silky lips was met with a disgusting expression on her face. It appeared that she found this type of sex play to be unnecessary and off putting. He did not allow her to keep up this brave front, grabbing her hair roughly and hearing her cry out. That gave him the perfect moment and he wasn’t about to back down from a challenge of a woman that thought that she was better than everybody else.
She felt it in her mouth and she was tempted to draw down her teeth and rip him from the root. When she felt the skin of the shaft sliding across her tongue, she suddenly began to like the texture and even the taste and smell of the man himself. “I never had this happen to me before, I’ve heard others talk about it, but I always thought that they were deluding themselves. Having him in my mouth is making me hunger for something even more down between my legs. My sex is throbbing and aching for the need for him to give me his Scottish flag.” Working her lips along the length left behind a trail of wetness that she followed with more of the same.
Samantha reached behind and
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