Lord of the Highlands by Veronica Wolff

Author:Veronica Wolff [Wolff, Veronica]
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Historical romance, Scotland
Publisher: Berkley Books
Published: 2010-02-26T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

“This is something I’ve only dreamt of.” Will tenderly straightened Felicity’s skirts and smoothed her hair, and the look of pleasure on her face had him prolonging his touches long after she’d been put to rights. “You are something I could only have dreamt of.”

“Does this mean I can stay?”

Stay.

No, he thought.

Yes.

Impossible for her to stay. Impossible, too, to say good-bye.

“It means . . .” he faltered. Would he really push such joy from his life? He didn’t remember anymore why he’d once tried.

“It means we can discuss it, maybe?” she asked in no cently.

“Aye.” He smiled and watched her bend down to shake dust from her hem. His gaze dragged over that fine, firm der riere. The feel of it through her skirts had been just as sweet as he’d imagined it could be.

And some day he’d see it bare. Grip her bare hips in his hands, and ride her completely, utterly naked.

She stood, catching him, and gave him a quizzical look. Realization lit in her eyes. “You were checking me out!”

He felt the blood rise to his cheeks.

“Admit it, you were checking me out and . . .” Pointing a finger at him, she gave him a satisfied smile. “You’re blushing again. And now I know what it means.”

Shrugging, he gave her a smile, feeling a rush at such a trivial exchange.

“Mm-hm. Don’t play innocent with me.” She lifted her arms, gathering her hair and smoothing it from her neck. Her breasts strained against her bodice with the gesture, and Will felt his body stir, again, already.

“You gotta take it easy on a girl,” she told him, blithely chattering away, oblivious to the turn his thoughts had taken. “You men are lucky. For you, it’s a onetime deal. You do it, you’re done, and in my experience, you roll over and sack out.”

He looked at her, perplexed. Was she discussing what he thought she was discussing?

“A woman, though. You touch me like that.” Nodding toward the sculpture garden, she made a delicious little moan that shot life straight between his legs. “That just gets me going.”

Again already indeed, he thought, sliding his sporran to his hip.

“So don’t be checking me out if you have no intention of touching the goods.”

Rollo’s eyes narrowed, her meaning now crystal clear. “You are mistaken,” he told her in a low voice. He, in fact, had every intention of handling her goods. Furtive groping in the sculpture garden had him decidedly unsatisfied.

“Because I’m not nearly done with you,” he warned. “You once told me that I had no idea,” he continued, stalking toward her.

He’d thought climaxing would release the pressure he’d been feeling. And he’d been wrong. This hard knot between his legs that was his cock remained a constant ache. “ ’Tis you who have no idea, Felicity. No idea what I’ve been living with.”

Her eyes flicked to his plaid and back up again. The prettiest little flush suffused her cheeks, and such pleasure, such lust raged through him, his cock jumped in response.

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