Her head fell back, and she held on to his shoulders for support as he continued to explore her. He’d felt in the coach that she was tight, but knowing this time he meant to be inside her made him realize she was too tight.
He laid her back on the bed, grasping her by the waist and moving her bodily to the headboard. He took her legs to each side of his and spread her, taking time to kiss her pale inner thigh as he’d wanted to do since he’d met her. The contact was grazing—she probably could feel the heat of his breaths more than his lips—and she shivered.
Once more, his finger inside her, stirring her. She moaned, back arching, and he ran his other hand from her chest down between her breasts as he tried to fit a second finger inside. She was slick, incredibly lush, but she was too small. He could feel how untouched she was, could feel that she was a virgin.
His hands were dark and scarred against her sex, against her thigh. They looked…wrong. He felt big and hulking, and he knew he was about to hurt her. Isn’t that the way of it? a part of him asked. But he would hurt her and then he would ruin her. It seemed too much, too great a price.
It wasn’t good enough for her.
He leaned forward, careful to keep his shaft from touching her below, and placed his forehead against hers. “I canna do this tae you.”
She tensed; he felt it strongly. “You don’t find me desirable.”
He reared back, shocked that a woman like her could ever draw that conclusion. “That’s no’ it.”
She turned her face away. “I’m waiting to make love to you, we both are unclothed in bed together, and you won’t? I think it’s because you’ve decided you don’t want me.”
He snatched her hand and shoved it against his cock. “Can you no’ feel how much I want you?”
The minute she wrapped her fingers around him, her body went languid, and she looked up at him dreamily. “Now you’re just trying to distract my thoughts. To pacify me, when we’ve learned how much I like this.”
He struggled for words. Pacify her? His brows drew together. It was important that she realize something…What was it?…Ah! “I vow tae you that I want you—”
“No, I think I understand what you’re trying to tell me,” she murmured, never taking her eyes from her slow strokes. “You’re a big man. You need a woman who is a match to you. Like with horses.”
“That’s no’ the issue—” He couldn’t bloody speak when she looked at his cock…longingly, with regret.
She sighed. “I must be like a runt compared to strong Scottish women.”
He’d meant to be good. He’d meant to be noble to her.
“I will show you how desirable I find you. How perfect you are tae me…”
With flicks of his tongue, he kissed her neck, down to her breasts, stopping to lavish attention on her nipples. He loved how sensitive she was there, how much she craved that. Another night he would suckle her until she came. He’d fantasized about pressing his fingers into her only to savor her already squeezing.
He moved down her body, kissing her flat belly, forcing himself to pull his shaft out of her hand, though her fingers tightened on him to prevent him, and then her hand reached out, patting blindly for it, a reaction that pleased him mightily.
Finally, he rested his chest on the bed between her legs and cupped her bottom.
“MacCarrick?” she asked nervously.
With the first exquisite taste of her, his hands squeezed too hard. He was starving for her, but didn’t want to frighten her. He forced himself to break away, to get control.
“What is this?” she cried. “You can’t do this!”
She tried to wriggle out of his grip when he lowered his mouth to her once more. A long, leisurely run of his tongue, feeling her soft flesh. His eyes closed in pleasure.
She gasped, outraged. “You must stop at once.”
“Anna”—her name came out like a growl—“no force on earth could stop me.”
“You,” she began with a wavering breath, “you enjoy?…”
“Tasting you?”
She squirmed in embarrassment. “Yes!”
“I could lie between your legs and kiss you all night. But does this please you?” he asked before rubbing his tongue against her once more.
“No!”
He pulled back. “Liar.”
“It’s wrong.”
“But does it please you?”
“It mustn’t!”
“Let go. Let me bring you pleasure.”
Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut. “I can’t.”
“Then all I ask is for you tae give me one last kiss and then I’ll stop.”