His hands moved down to her core again and she felt his thumb rub over her sensitive spot before one finger dipped into her and drew a loud moan from her lips.
“Let me feel all of ye,” he said as she rocked her hips against his fingers and let him stroke her deeply. After a few more strokes, he withdrew his fingers, and kissed her lips again before nuzzling the side of her neck.
He pushed her earasaid lower as he kissed his way down her body. When he got to the apex of her thighs, he gently parted them and rubbed his thumb over a spot Isla had never imagined would give her pleasure.
She nibbled on her lower lip to keep herself from crying out. Her body shivered like it never had and Isla felt herself grow wetter with each passing second as he rubbed his thumb over her.
Next, he kissed her inner thighs. Her fingers moved on their own accord to his hair, and she caressed his scalp while he scattered kisses across her thighs and made her dance on the bed.
His tongue then licked over her female part and that was all it took to send her into a mindless state of pleasure.
Isla’s hips moved off the bed and matched his rhythm. She loved what he was doing to her, and she wanted it to never stop.
Jack blew his breath on her when he paused, then he slid a finger into her, stroked and sent her over the edge. While she shook on the bed, his lips returned and lapped at her juices.
Isla in her mindless state did not realize that Jack had not yet pleasured himself. She rode the waves of her own climax to completion and her body kept singing even moments after it had stopped.
Jack did not take his lips off her either. He continued to pleasure her until another rocking ecstasy hit Isla again. Her body hummed to the tone he set when he kissed his way back up, took her lips and she tasted her essence there.
He fell to the side of the bed and brought her close to rest closer to his body. Jack was still fully clothed, and Isla trailed a hand up his chest. His heart beat tremendously fast when she placed her palm over his chest.
Isla swallowed hard and let her hand stay there. She loved feeling his heartbeat. It calmed her and made her feel emotions she had never felt.
The way their breaths merged was enough to make her feel at peace
Tonight, she didn’t want to think about anything besides him, so she rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. Jack tightened his hold on her body, and she snuggled closer until her cheeks pressed on his chest.
It was a blissful sleep for her, and she didn’t feel Jack move to leave the bed either even as the clouds poured out their hearts in a fearsome storm that ravaged the night.
* * *
Isla hadn’t enjoyed a sleep as much as she had that one. She opened her eyes slowly and snuggled closer to Jack’s body so she could feel his warmth. His hand came up her back, and he pressed her closer.
The full length of his body remained plastered against her, and no feeling could trump the heat sizzling through her as she lay next to him.
She wondered why he hadn’t pleasured himself last night. Even now as they lay on the bed Isla could feel his hardness press into her abdomen. It made her want more of him, but it was evident he was holding back.
What worries him?
She had shut out all reasonable thoughts last night, but now that the feverish desire had passed, her fear had returned.
What would happen if I don’t return to my time?
Isla found that she enjoyed being here in Humphreys. This place had a genuine peace to it, and unlike back in England, she was happy here. She had people who cared for her, like Moira, and now she had met a woman who was a spitting image of her friend Penelope.
She wondered what the woman’s experiences would be but did not want to dwell on that thought for long. Today, she planned to find out all she could from Penelope.
Isla was still playing around with her thoughts when Jack stirred awake, then pulled her over his body so she lay on top him. He kissed her before he opened his eyes, and she enjoyed the feel of his tongue inside her mouth. She also loved it.
“Good morrow,” he whispered before stroking a hand over her hair.
“Jack,” Isla began as he let her roll over to the bed and sit up. He got out of the bed and walked over to the dresser. Dawn broke slowly, and light filtered through the windows into the chamber. Isla could see how magnificent the space was.
And how manly Jack’s body was. She admired the full length of his torso as he stood with his back to her and reached for a robe hanging near his bath.
His legs were toned, his behind muscles taut. The spread of his shoulders made him look even bigger now that he was naked. Before Jack slid on the robe, Isla saw the cut marks on his back.
He faced her, and she saw three more on his chest. They weren’t ragged looking, but they made her heart ache. She got out of the bed, went to him, and put her hands on his chest.