A Forbidden Night with a Scot (Sins in a Kilt #1)

Chapter 16

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

T he kiss was searing, Samuel’s lips warm and soft against hers. Alicia clung to him with trembling hands, fingers tangling in the fabric of his shirt to keep him close to her, the fear that he would soon change his mind and put a quick end to this, threatening to overwhelm her. She still couldn’t read Samuel, couldn’t predict what he would do. Though he seemed to be just attracted to her as she was to him, he always rejected his feelings and along with them, he rejected her.

Would he reject her now, too? Would he pull back from her, going back to his habit of avoiding her?

As much as she wanted to ask that question, to get the reassurance that she so craved, she decided it was best to stay quiet. A part of her already feared she was too childish, too needy, and that was one of the reasons why Samuel was so reluctant to be with her. For now, she would be content with whatever she could get from him, whatever sliver of affection he offered her.

Slowly, almost reverently, his hands blazed a path down her shoulders, her back, her waist, before finally coming to settle on her hips and pulling their bodies flush together. Alicia lost herself in the feel of him, the heat that radiated off him, the solid presence of him against her. When he enveloped her entirely in his arms Alicia melted into the embrace, wrapping her own around his neck as they kissed. It was just like that first time at the lake, his touch just as thrilling, the brush of his lips just as intoxicating, and it felt as though all the air had been drawn out of her lungs, stolen by the unbridled passion Samuel was showing her.

“Tell me tae stop,” Samuel whispered against her lips.

Alicia shook her head. “Nay.”

She never wanted him to stop. She never wanted this moment to end.

With a low, rumbling growl, Samuel twirled her around in his arms, pressing his chest flush against her back. As he kissed her neck, Alicia let her head fall to the side, exposing the sensitive skin there with a moan, surrendering to the pleasure. Maybe he wouldn’t pull away this time, she thought. Maybe he would accept the truth of their mutual feelings.

Hooking the fingers of one hand under her neckline, Samuel tugged at Alicia’s dress until her breasts spilled out of the fabric, nipples quickly hardening in the slight chill of the room. At the sight of them, Samuel groaned and cupped both breasts with his hands, teasing her nipples and sending a jolt of pleasure through Alicia’s body, one that went straight to her core.

Flesh pulsing in anticipation, Alicia ground her hips back against Samuel as she tried to get more stimulation, drawing a chuckle out of him—one that quickly turned into a broken moan when her rear pressed against his manhood. Alicia could feel the hardening length of it as Samuel’s hips bucked as if he could hardly control himself.

She liked the idea of it—that Samuel could want her so intensely, so utterly that he could hardly control himself.

“Please,” Alicia whispered, desperate for more. She didn’t quite know what it was she was begging for, at least until she remembered the first conversation she and Samuel had had on the matter, when he had explained to her what would happen on her wedding night. Turning around, she looked him in the eye and ran her hands down his chest, feeling the toned muscles under them. Her fingers traced the grooves and valleys rippling under his skin, feeling him shudder, and her voice came out as a whisper when she spoke. “Will ye dae what ye described tae me that night?”

It didn’t take long for Samuel to understand what Alicia meant. His gaze darkened as he looked at her, his own hands coming to rest on her waist as he leaned closer and captured her lips in another kiss. As his tongue slipped past them, his fingers gingerly undid the laces of her dress, pulling them apart to loosen it before he began to remove the layers, she wore one by one, until she stood before him entirely nude. Then, he took a step back and simply stared at her, the hunger in his gaze forcing her cheeks to flood with color.

He looked as though he wanted to devour her—and Alicia wanted to be devoured.

Chest heaving, Alicia stood still, letting Samuel take his fill of her. When he fell to his knees in front of her, she gasped, the soft sound turning into a moan as he dragged his tongue up her stomach, leaving a trail of heat in his wake.

Her hands reached for him, her fingers buried in his blonde hair, which seemed to glisten under the candlelight flooding the room. Samuel dragged his cheek over her torso, the slight scruff on his face scraping against her skin in a way that made her breath catch in her throat, and then finally reached her breast, wrapping his lips around her nipple.

The tight heat of his mouth was a shock to Alicia, her back arching to press herself into the touch. She couldn’t help but surrender to the sensations: the caress of his fingers up and down her back, soft like the most luxurious silk, his breath ghosting over her skin, the ends of his hair raising goosebumps on her flesh as they brushed against it. It was all real, after all this time of Alicia desperately wishing and hoping for it, and she could not get enough of Samuel.

Shuffling on his knees on the carpeted floor, Samuel pushed Alicia back until her legs hit the edge of the bed. When she perched herself on the mattress, he wasted no time before he pushed her knees apart, lips grazing over the skin of her thigh as he settled between them.

Samuel looked up at Alicia, their gazes meeting for a long, drawn-out moment. Tongue darting out to wet his lips, he ran his hands over her thighs, forcing a shaky breath out of her.

“Dae ye want me tae kiss ye here?” he asked, gaze dropping to follow the path of his hands.

Alicia nodded wordlessly, spreading her legs just a little wider, though she couldn’t help the shyness that flooded her body when she imagined the sight she must have made. Embarrassment and desire warred within her, each equally strong, but in the end it was desire which won over everything else.

Samuel looked back up at her as he began to scatter kisses on her thighs, soft and tender, the slight scruff on his chin rubbing over them in a way that made her shiver. When he reached the top of her thigh, he paused, fingers reaching out to caress her stomach.

“Here?” he asked, and Alicia nodded once more, breath catching when he exhaled over her mound, but then only kissed her stomach, teasing her.

“Samuel,” she said, tilting her hips in a silent plea. Samuel hummed questioningly, glancing up at her for a moment before he resumed his task, spreading more kisses over her stomach. “Nay there.”

With a chuckle, Samuel pulled back a little, smirking up at Alicia with such a self-satisfied expression on his face that she had half a mind to shove him away. “Where, then?”

She couldn’t say it. The mere thought flooded her cheeks with heat, and all she could do was drop her gaze and mumble, “Ye ken where.”

Finally showing some mercy, Samuel reached between her legs, fingers caressing over her opening in a fleeting touch. “Here?”

Alicia nodded fervently, that short touch enough to draw a soft moan out of her. Samuel kissed her thighs once more, prolonging her anticipation for a few torturous moments, before he finally leaned in and tasted her, dragging the flat of his tongue over her folds. The sensation was unlike anything she had felt before, the wet warmth of Samuel’s mouth instantly pushing every other thought out of her mind. His hands wrapped tightly around her thighs, holding her legs apart as he licked into her, and Alicia could only brace herself against the bed, hips rocking ceaselessly, seemingly with a mind of their own as she chased her pleasure.

Samuel was insatiable as he licked and sucked at her flesh, drawing that sensitive spot above her opening between his lips. Alicia couldn’t help the moan that tumbled past hers or the way her hips bucked, legs trembling around Samuel’s head. When he dragged the tip of his tongue over her opening, his thumb brushing small circles over her sensitive spot, a jolt of pleasure ran down her spine, liquid heat gushing out of her with every passing second.

Pulling back with a hard suck to her folds, Samuel asked, “Is this what ye wanted?”

Alicia nodded, though this was not all she wanted from Samuel. “I want… I want ye tae take me,” she admitted, using all of her courage to make the request.

But Samuel was quick to shake his head. “I willnae ruin ye,” he said. “But I can still show ye pleasure.”

As he spoke, he dived back between her legs, delivering on his promise. Every swipe of his tongue, every brush of his lips brought Alicia closer and closer to the edge, waves of pleasure crashing over her again and again. Her entire body shook with it, pressure building deep in her core until it was finally released, Alicia reaching her climax with a cry that Samuel was quick to muffle, clamping a hand over her mouth.

She couldn’t help it. The pleasure was so intense, so all-encompassing that she was pulled into a comfortable darkness for a few moments, losing sense of everything else.

Once she finally managed to open her eyes once more, she found that she was lying in bed, Samuel draped over the covers next to her. One of his hands stroked her body soothingly as the other wrapped around his manhood, bringing himself pleasure in a slow, languid rhythm as he looked at her.

Pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, Alicia tentatively reached for him, wrapping her own hand around his. “Let me,” she said, her voice soft, barely anything over a whisper.

She wanted to make him feel good, too. She wanted to show him that she could, that she was not a young girl anymore, but rather a woman who could give him everything he wanted.

Smiling, Samuel let her take him in her hand, and Alicia felt the weight of him in her palm. His manhood was longer than it was thick, the tip flushed red like his cheeks as she began to stroke him, trying to mimic the movements she had seen from him. With a sigh, Samuel leaned back and watched her, hips twitching with every stroke, one of his hands reaching for her to run over her thigh, her hip, the swell of her breast as she pleasured him.

“Like this,” he said breathlessly, his other hand wrapping around Alicia’s to guide her. He moaned as their grip tightened around him, and Alicia could see his walls finally fall as he lost himself in the sensation of her hand around him, allowing himself to take what he had denied himself for so long. “Just like this.”

Alicia followed Samuel’s instructions, watching his reactions the entire time. She loved seeing the way he writhed and twisted under her, the way his cheeks were reddened, the flush creeping all the way down to his chest. She loved to see the rise and fall of it as he breathed hard, each breath a laborious task as he, too, neared his climax.

And then Alicia dipped a head, only a little hesitant, an idea sparking in her mind. She brought her lips to the tip, her tongue brushing over the underside of his manhood as she took him in her mouth. If it was that good for her, she figured, then it had to be good for Samuel, too.

It was his turn to muffle his cry, biting into his forearm to keep himself quiet as Alicia tentatively sucked at the tip. His fingers threaded through Alicia’s hair, gently pulling her back to say, “Ye dinnae have tae dae this.”

“I want tae,” she assured him with a smile, before she took him in her mouth once more, humming at the slightly salty taste of the fluid that beaded at the tip. Enthusiastically, she tried to take more of his length into her mouth, but quickly found it difficult, drawing a light-hearted chuckle out of Samuel.

“Dinnae rush yerself,” he said, stroking her hair. “Use yer hand like this.”

As he spoke, he wrapped his hand around hers again, the two of them working him together as Alicia sucked and licked at the tip. It only took a few more pumps of her hand for Samuel to moan and fall apart, pulling back from her as he spilled himself all over their tangled fingers. Then, he collapsed onto the bed, chest heaving, and pulled Alicia close, his arms wrapping securely around her.

An’ what will happen now?

Would Samuel insist that what they had done was wrong? Would he change his mind about it all and tell Alicia they could never do this again? Would he feel ashamed?

Alicia felt no shame about any of this. She didn’t think something that felt so right could be wrong. She didn’t think those who would shun her and Samuel for the love they had for each other, those who would shame them for it, could possibly understand what bound them together.

Alicia had loved him all her life, and now Samuel loved her, too. How could any of it be wrong?

“Will ye stay here tonight?” Samuel asked, and every fear Alicia had that he would send her away, never to see her again, immediately dissipated. Content, she sighed and snuggled closer to Samuel, allowing him to envelop her entirely in his arms and hold her so close that there was no part of their bodies which didn’t touch the other.

“O’ course,” she said softly. “I’d like that more than anythin’.”

Laughing softly, Samuel pressed a gentle kiss to the top of Alicia’s head. It was a bad idea, Alicia knew, and she was certain Samuel knew it, as well. It would be best if she returned to her room for the night so that no one would suspect a thing, but she couldn’t bring herself to pull away from Samuel. The following morning, she would simply have to sneak back in before anyone else was awake.

For now, though, she could enjoy the proximity, the feel of his arms around her for the first time. There was nowhere else she would rather be.