Page 75 of Saved By the Cruel Highlander
When the Laird’s thick and heavy kilt fell to the floor, time stood still. She finally got to see what she had longed for ever since that morning on the loch.
She looked down at the Laird’s throbbing member, and it took her breath away. She didn’t dare touch it, rooted to the spot.
Elias only smirked at her and removed her undergarments, lifting her so she wrapped her legs around him and he could carry her to the bed. A wall of warmth pressed into her as she held her soft body to his hard torso.
“So, are ye well enough for me to lie atop ye now?” Elias asked.
Holly smiled as she lay on the bed, looking up at the naked man towering above her, his thick manhood ready to plow her garden.
“Aye, I’m well enough,” she replied.
Elias smiled. He placed a knee on the bed, then another, and worked his way up to her, kissing her body until he reached her lips, at which point they kissed fully.
It became a blur again as his hands worked her over, massaging her breasts, stroking her slick folds, moving gently up her sides, cupping her cheeks, running through her hair, worshipping every inch of her body.
And then he shifted his hips and used his hand to guide himself into her. He slid inside easily, filling her up, and she almost fainted from the pleasure. She moaned and threw her head back, arching her back and reaching out to grab onto the sheets as tightly as humanly possible.
As he rocked his hips, she experienced pleasure she had never thought possible, and wave after wave of euphoria ran through her. Each wave passed through her chest and left her mouth with a gasp. She felt him quicken and pulse inside her, and her walls rippled over and over, embracing his thick shaft.
The Laird growled, and a sudden warmth filled her. It triggered her release, and she lost control of her body as the feeling shot through her. She shook and writhed under him. She made noises that sounded as if they came from someone else. Explosions rang out inside her stomach, and then the feeling doubled, and she thrust her hips up, holding them there as her entire body shook.
“Aye! Och, Aye!” she shouted at the top of her lungs before flopping onto the bed like a fish as waves of pleasure washed over her. “Och, me goodness!” she gasped. “I want more. Was I good enough for ye? I couldnae hold on for longer. I didnae think it could feel like that. “If we try again, I could?—”
“Shh,” the Laird soothed. “This is only the start. I’m goin’ to make ye feel things tonight that ye never thought possible. Are ye ready for that?”
“Aye,” Holly whispered. “I love ye, Elias.”
Elias moved up the bed and kissed her. “I love ye, too, Holly.”
The End?