HauntedLaird (14 page)

“Seems I be the only one naked. We need ta be rectifying
that.”

Lynn couldn’t speak as he deftly removed her sundress,
tugging it up from the waist and off over her head and arms. His brows pursed
at the sight of her bra but his eyes glowed with curiosity mixed with pure
desire. Ever so lightly, his fingertips traced the lace that cupped her healthy
bosoms. She reached behind her back and unhooked the clasps, loving the instant
response of wonder in his face as he caught the bra and slid it from her arms.
It was as if it were Christmas and she was his present to unwrap.

He held it to his nose and audibly inhaled. His ardent gaze
never left hers. “This be an item I envy.”

“Why?” croaked from Lynn’s lips. Her mouth didn’t seem to
want to function properly under his hungry-eyed scrutiny. He looked as if he
would devour her at any moment and in his case, she wouldn’t mind one bit.

He dropped the bra and cupped her bare breasts in his hands.
“Ye are heartily blessed, mi wee one. Would be wonderful ta caress them all day
as mi sole purpose for existing.”

Padon thumbed her nipples gently while his gaze held hers.
In slow motion, he lowered to capture one taut bud between his lips. Lynn’s
knees wobbled but she managed to remain standing. He lavished her nipple
tenderly, suckling while his hands massaged both breasts. The thumb of one hand
worked her other nipple into a hard point. Lynn clung to his arms for support.
The more he loved her breasts the weaker her knees became. Perhaps because
every muscle in her pussy responded to his ministrations as if he were giving
it direct care and drained the energy from her legs. It really didn’t matter
because his actions had her turned-on, hot and wet, ready for more than his
touch.

Lynn dropped her hand to his cock and Padon froze. His eyes
opened wide. She read the desire in his gaze as if it were written on a bright
neon sign saying
this way to ecstasy
. She swallowed the laugh that
threatened at that silly thought and ruled it as nerves. Padon was one hot,
sexy man. It was obvious from the stiffness of his cock the feeling was mutual.

Delicately she ran her open palm along the velvety soft skin
stretched to capacity along his shaft. He moaned when she cupped his balls and
his thumbs rewarded her nipples by circling them in a sensual caress that made
her pussy clench. Damn, this was killing her, but she wanted this to be an
experience neither of them would ever forget. At least that’s what she hoped.
Lynn shook off the nervous twitter forming in her gut and released his cock.
She abruptly turned and moved to the tub.

“I want to take a shower,” she said.

She started the water, tested the temperature until it was
comfortable then switched it to the shower. Lynn faced Padon with a big smile
as she slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. “You want to
join me?”

As she stood naked in front of him, her insides knotted and
she couldn’t breathe as she awaited his approval.

He licked his lips hungrily as he nodded. “Thy wish is mi
command, mi wee one.”

Padon’s jaw went slack and it was all he could do not to let
his tongue loll out of his mouth like a dog at the wondrous sight of Lynn in
all her glory. She was beyond beautiful. From the tip of her pert little nose
to the spiked nipples of her heavy breasts down her smooth abdomen to her
hairless mound. His eyes widened at the sight of no hair between her thighs.
Sex in the waterfall had been hard and fast and he did no remember the fact her
mound was smooth. Was she born that way or did she strive to keep it that
clean?
Och.
His heart pounded heartily within the walls of his chest.

He took her hand and kissed her wrists, then slid his hands
along her arms to her shoulders, down her back to cup the soft round globes of
her arse. He wanted to keep touching her and never stop. Womanly curves in all
the right places.

“Mi wee one, ye are truly a magnificent woman,” rasped from
his lips right before he captured her mouth in a tender kiss. Padon lifted her
in his arms and stepped into the tub.

Refreshingly warm water sprayed them from a round object
hanging from the wall. For a split second, he stared at it until Lynn kissed
him, returning his attention to her. She slid down his body, turning him on at
every brush of skin on skin. Her nipples touched his, sending a bolt of need to
tighten his bawls. Even though she was much shorter than he, she was perfect
for him.

When her feet touched down, she grabbed a bar of soap and
lathered his chest. This was the first time a woman had ever bathed him since
he was a
bairn
. If he remembered correctly, he fought those, but this
one was different. The trail of her hands and lavender-scented foam set his
skin aflame. He wanted her never to stop when she gathered his cock and bawls
in her delicate hands and washed him as if he were a precious prize. It took
every ounce of inner strength he could muster not to come in her hands. He
swallowed hard then captured her wrists, tenderly tugging her hands free of his
shaft.

He lowered until his forehead touched hers and their gazes
met. “If ye continue ta lavish mi with such wonderful attention, I fear I shall
be spent. ’Tis no how I wish this evening ta go.”

Lynn grinned then released him. She turned him to face the
water and helped rinse off the suds. Her hands on his back sent a tingle down
his spine and soothed any ache his muscles may have had. The way she washed him
had him on fire with need to be buried within her heat. Never had his cock felt
so hard to the point he thought it might break should he bump it against
something. He lifted his face into the steady stream, gasping for control. Her
pleasure was first and foremost his top concern. When she urged him to face
her, he doubted he’d last if she touched his cock again.

Padon grasped the soap from her before she could place it
back in its holder. “Mi turn, mi wee one.”

The hoarseness in which his words were spoken surprised him.
Her beautiful ways not only had him hard, but made it difficult for him to
speak as well.
Och
, what magic had she weaved upon him? Feeling the
fullness of her breasts in his palms as he washed them whisked away that
thought. He truly cared not if she’d cast a spell upon him, especially if it
meant he got to spend time with her, caressing every inch of her beautiful
body.

Slowly he lowered to his knees, washing and rinsing her
flesh. The sight of her nipples protruding through a trail of suds made him
smile at the sudden thought of snowcapped mountains. He stretched upward and
nipped a tender bud playfully, which rewarded him with a sensual moan from
somewhere deep inside her throat. The sound nearly undid his resolve to taste
her before he entered her. Padon shuddered, grappling for the reins on his lust
before it galloped away from him.

“Do ye trust mi, wee one?” he asked as he looked up into her
eyes. Her nod was all he needed to feast upon her treasure.

He ran a finger along her sheath and loved the silken feel
of her. Hot and wet, ready for him. Padon couldn’t resist. He stooped lower and
licked between her folds, delving his tongue in search of the tender bud he
knew was hidden. Finding it, he suckled and licked until a moan careened from
her. He inserted a finger into her heat, pumping in rhythm to the motion of his
tongue and lips on her clit. Her knees buckled and he managed to keep her
standing until he’d lapped her clean of her juices.

Padon stood, taking her in his arms. He tilted her face and
smiled. “Mi wee one, ye are sweeter than any nectar. I could drink of thee
forever and never be full.”

He kissed her, sharing her taste with her, and loved the
passionate response she gave him. Tongue upon tongue lavished each other with
wants and desires, increasing their hunger for each other. Lynn let go of him
long enough to turn off the water. She led him from the shower. When she
reached for a pair of towels, he ravished her rump with a playful nip to each
exquisite mound.

She jumped and squealed. He laughed. “I like a fine behind
on a lass and ye have a beautiful one.”

Without giving her a chance to dry off, he scooped her into
his arms and hurried to the bed. Not caring about the covers, he laid her on
the bed and landed at her side. Padon kissed her, taking in as much of her as
he could. His fingers parted her folds and made her ready for him. The urge to
be inside her overwhelmed him and he could wait no longer. Padon moved and she
spread her legs, beckoning him between them. He paused for a second, taking in
the essence and glory that was his wee one.

The most gorgeous woman he had ever seen lay waiting for him
to make love with her. Pink, wet and perfect went through his head as he
positioned his shaft at her entrance. Never had he taken so long to fuck a
woman. But this was different and he knew it. This was something he’d never get
tired of or lack in desire to have over and over.

Padon pushed in slowly, rejoicing in the feel of her
accepting him. Her legs tightened around him, tugging him deeper. Heaven could
not compare to the woman beneath him. Once he was fully seated, he stopped,
letting her relax around him. Then he slid until the head of his shaft lingered
within her opening then plunged bawls-deep again. Her sighs of pleasure urged
him on. Her heeling him in the back of the thighs increased his pace.

“Padon,” she gasped as she arched off the bed, taking his
cock to its deepest point. “Fuck me, fuck me please.”

He halted all motion as he kissed her. Her whispered plea of
please against his lips broke his restraint to love her easily this time. Her
nails clawed at his back as he did as she requested and fucked her. The pace
she set was fast and hard and he refused to fail at pleasing Lynn. He nuzzled
her neck and inched along her sensitive skin to suckle from nipple to nipple.
When he took more of her breast into his mouth, she gasped and bucked. Her
inner muscles clenched him tightly and he lost control.

He let go of her breasts and groaned as his seed released
deep within her heat. His cock throbbed as her sheath massaged him into
submission. Their juices combined, cascading around him as he lay nestled
within her. Nay, heaven could no be better than being in Lynn’s arms and buried
within her treasure.

Padon collapsed onto his side, taking her with him. Keeping
her cocooned close, he managed to stay inside her heat, a place he never wanted
to leave. Out of the corner of his eye, he noted the change in the color of the
sky and knew their time was limited. It would not be much longer and he would
have to separate from her and wait until the fall of the sun to hold her once
again. He sighed against her neck, then kissed her earlobe as he held her
tight.

Lynn didn’t want to move. Padon had given her some of the
best sex of her life. He lavished her breasts as if he’d secretly known she
loved having them touched and sucked during sex. It kept her hot and bothered
and each time his teeth nipped the oversensitive nipple a sharp spike of need
bolted straight to her pussy. She trembled inside just thinking about it.

Though she loved the feel of him inside her, wrapped around
her, she knew from the clock on the nightstand morning would soon be upon them.
Regretfully, she’d have to move when the curse took him from her again. Sadness
filled her heart. Lynn closed her eyes tight and had to swallow hard not to
cry.

A sudden chill brushed her face as if something ice cold
touched her cheek. Lynn’s eyes opened wide and her heart skipped a beat at the
sight.

Eddie stood in the open doorway to the balcony. He beckoned
for her to join him. Heat filled her cheeks and she knew her face must be every
shade of red possible. Her husband stood on the balcony looking straight at her
as she lay naked in the arms of another man. And from their position, there was
no hiding they’d just had sex. Oh god, she was going to hell.

“You’re not going to hell, Lynn,” Eddie’s voice said with a
laugh. “Come visit with me. I only have a few moments.”

Lynn sat up and looked at Padon. It appeared as if he slept.
Glancing at the clock, it seemed as if time stood still. The second hand no
longer ticked. She looked at Eddie with her brows pursed, not sure if she were
dreaming.

“I’ve stopped time for a few moments so we can talk, but I
can’t do it for long.”

She nodded as if hearing it from him made it okay and
believable. Quietly, she stood, gathered the forgotten towel from the floor,
wrapped it around her then slowly walked out onto the balcony. The
early-morning sky seemed held frozen, threatening to sport the sun at any given
moment. Usually she found the colors beautiful but today they were her enemy.
It meant Padon’s curse lingered on the horizon, waiting to capture him at first
light.

Shame had her stomach in a knot and her heart hurting with
indecision. Even though Eddie was dead, guilt bloomed like a weed trying to
take over and strangle her happiness.

“Eddie, I—”

He didn’t give her a chance to explain herself or how she’d
ended up in bed with another man. He touched her cheek and an icy sensation
coated her skin but she didn’t flinch. This was Eddie. Though he was
transparent, he was still her husband. She met his gaze with tears in her eyes.

“Lynn, no matter what you think, you have not cheated on
me.” He thumbed her tears away. A big grin split his face and his eyes lit up
like they always had when he smiled. “I’m dead.”

She shook her head. “That’s a pretty cold way of saying it.”
But she couldn’t help smiling back at him.

“It’s the truth. Besides, you know how I feel about sex,
keep it spontaneous, go with the flow and enjoy every moment. That’s exactly
what you did in the waterfall.”

Lynn’s cheeks heated even more and her eyes widened. “You
saw that.”