Claiming His Highland Bride by Terri Brisbin

Author:Terri Brisbin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Highland
Published: 2017-11-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

It was not what she had planned to do at all.

And certainly not with the one man who could discover her secrets. The one whose word had declared her dead. The worst man in the entire world for her and the secrets she held.

When she woke from her faint, on his legs, in his arms, Sorcha had planned to stand up and move away from him. To return to Clara’s and avoid him now that she knew his part in her charade. It was too dangerous to be around him.

That was what she would tell herself later. But now, when he shifted beneath her and she held on to his strong shoulders, she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted to forget the woman she’d been and be a different woman with him.

He wanted it, too. She could tell by the way he eased closer and bent his head down. He stared at her mouth as though hungry for a last meal. Though she’d never been this close to a man before, she kenned what she felt as he moved his legs underneath her. He wanted her in the way a man wants a woman.

Her breasts swelled and the tips became hard inside her gown. Whatever chill she’d felt from the cool, damp rain disappeared as that strange heat filled her. When Alan tilted his head a bit closer, she lifted hers and took the kiss she’d been wanting.

That momentary delay was the last bit of control she had over the situation, for that kiss quickly grew into something she had not planned and did not ken how to stop. Not that she wanted it to stop. Nay, she did not want to stop once she touched his lips with hers.

His hands moved down to encircle her waist and pull her closer even as his mouth took possession of hers. His tongue teased her lips and when she parted them, he swept inside, tasting her and allowing her a taste of him. Startled at this intimate caress, she opened her eyes and found him staring at her.

‘Open your mouth, lass,’ he whispered against her. ‘Let me in.’

A thrill rushed through her body, making places she’d not noticed ache and throb as she followed his instruction. When she relaxed her lips, he pressed closer and began to suckle her tongue. Drawing on it, he pulled it into his mouth and swirled his against hers until she did the same thing. Every pull of his mouth sent shivers of pleasure to those deep places until her whole body felt alive and awake. She heard a noise and did not realise she’d made it until he spoke against her mouth again.

‘Sigh for me, Saraid,’ he whispered before he dipped his tongue in and tasted her again.

He slid one hand up and tangled it in her wet hair, cupping the back of her head. She relaxed into his hold and he brought her even closer. Sorcha melted against him—his hand, his mouth, his body.

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