I gather the flower bundles, place them in the crate, and set that on the floor.
Erica crawls onto my lap.
Now I'm the one gaping.
She yanks my kilt up to expose my stiff cock, and it waves between us like myslatcannae wait to thrust inside her body. She dances a finger along the lines of the veins just beneath my skin, then wraps her hand around my length and pumps slowly. "No more flowers and pretty words. I want you inside me."
"Donnae have to make yer point so… ah." I crush her to my chest and flip her onto her back with me on top. Then I peel her fingers away from my cock and secure her wrists above her head with one hand. "Ahmno one to deny a lady, so I'll be fucking ye now."
"About damn time."
I let my lips curve into a self-satisfied smile.
She rolls her hips up to push my erection more firmly into her belly while she massages my erse with her fingers, locking one ankle around my leg.
I shove a hand between our bodies, straight into her folds. Her cream is hot and slick, and it smells like the most decadent food any man could crave, but I don't mean to taste her this time, so I dive my fingers inside.
Her body bows up, and her mouth falls open on a strangled cry.
"You're so wet," I almost growl, plunging two fingers into her body while rubbing her clit with my palm. "Aye, sweet Erica, go on. Show me yer passion."
"Shut up and do something." A cry bursts out of her when I lunge down to devour her nipple. "Please."
I rise onto my knees and strip off the kilt, flinging it aside.
Erica sneaks her tongue out to skate it across the bottoms of her front teeth.
Bloody hell, how could any man resist that? I snatch a condom packet from the bedside table, rip it open, and roll it on faster than I ever knew I could accomplish the task. This woman is turning me into a sex maniac.
She touches a finger to the head of my cock.
Fighting to keep from growling like the wild animal she's turned me into, I drop onto all fours above her, my face hovering over hers. "Tell me what ye want."
"Are you serious?"
"I'm at yer command." I bend down for a quick, rough kiss. "Use yer hands all ye want this time."
"Gee, thanks."
Our gazes converge as a wild grin overtakes me. I feel like a laddie again, like I'm about to shag a lass for the first time. But when I look into her eyes, I can't feel anything except hunger—for her body. How does she bring something out in me that no one else ever has?
With one knee, I spread her legs wider. "Tell me."
"Mm, I want—" She gnaws on the inside of her lower lip.
"Anything for you,gràidh. Ye need only say it."
"I want you to—" Her voice breaks off like she can't quite convince herself to speak the words.
Maybe I can motivate her to tell me. I pinch her clit.
She thrashes under me, shouting wordlessly. Then she looks straight into my eyes. "Fuck me."
Chapter Fifteen
I plunge inside her to the hilt, almost groaning because her body feels so bloody wonderful wrapped around my cock. Erica clings to me like she never wants to let go, her legs tight around my hips and her fingers digging into my back. I hold myself still, breathing hard, propped up on my straight arms, determined not to let this become a thirty-second shag. I want it to go on forever.
Not moving takes more effort than I'd imagined it could. I gasp for air, sweat beading on my forehead. At her rapturous sigh, I growl low in my throat like a ruddy animal.