Wedding The Highlander by Janet Chapman

Wedding The Highlander by Janet Chapman

Author:Janet Chapman [Chapman, Janet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-04-10T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fourteen

Libby blinked to adjust her eyesto the darkness of the garage. The truck? They were going to make love in the back of her truck?

Well, she had gotten what she asked for; Mary certainly wasn’t in here. Libby laughed and threw herself at Michael, reaching for the buttons on his shirt. In more of a frenzy than a coming together, they undressed each other, and as each new body part emerged and each interesting patch of skin was exposed, Libby’s urgency grew.

Michael was right—she had no business making up his mind for him. She had warned him, and they would both simply have to live with the consequences. She would not cling to Michael when this affair came to an end—which it eventually must. And if she were destroyed, as the old priest had suggested, she would have no one to blame but herself.

It was liberating, finally giving in to abandon. Libby ran her hands over Michael’s body, reveling in the texture and warmth of his skin, not needing any light for her fingers to form a picture in her mind of his sculpted beauty.

Her pants got stuck at her ankles, and Michael worked to take off her shoes. He heated the air with colorful curses. Libby felt the truck move when he banged his knee on the fender well, and she laughed out loud when he twisted and bumped his head on the roof.

“Dammit, woman,” he hissed, trying to take off his own boots. “If ya don’t quit laughing, I’ll see that you’re sorry.”

Libby snapped her mouth shut—not because of his threat but because her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and Michael took her breath away.

She’d seen many naked bodies in her career, some of them beautiful, athletic, and fine testaments to the human species. But Michael was… he was magnificent—beautifully sculptured bone and muscle perfectly proportioned for maximum strength and mobility. She could see now why Father Daar had called him a warrior.

He dwarfed the back of her cavernous truck, and when he turned to take her into his arms again, Libby’s mouth went dry. He was radiating enough heat to steam up the windows. He was so full of vitality, so larger than life, she felt overwhelmed.

But that lasted only until his mouth started doing wondrous things to her collar bone, and his hands introduced themselves to the more sensitive parts of her body. And Libby decided it was time she did the same. She ran her fingers down his solid, rippling torso and then lightly trailed over his hips, slowly inching her way toward his… his…

Michael reared up, a growl erupting from his throat the moment Libby touched him. He captured her hands just as they wrapped around his erection. There was a short, bittersweet tug of war before he was able to pin her down and glare into her smiling eyes.

“When ya finally make up your mind, ya certainly do so with zeal,” he whispered, lowering his lips over hers. “Slow down, lass. We have all night.



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