Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 95326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Bloody hell, he mumbled feeling his shaft respond to his wicked thoughts. Why not indulge himself for the night? With night falling, his wife was not likely to arrive.
Wife.
He was wed, though the marriage was not valid until it was consummated. Besides, he had no intentions of staying wed to his insane wife. Tomorrow at dawn was time enough to keep watch for her. And tomorrow this willing woman would have enough coin to feed her family.
With his shaft refusing to be ignored, he mumbled several oaths, dropped some coins on the table, grabbed his cloak, and took off for Curdie’s cottage.
He kept alert since he considered the fellow he had fought could be lying in wait for him, even though he had heard men say that the fool was on his way home with his brother, who had given him a good tongue lashing for being an idiot. It always pays to be overly cautious, something Noble, a Gallowglass warrior he knew well, would advise, and it was advice he paid heed to.
Cavell entered the cottage without knocking to find a low fire burning in the small hearth. He saw no sign of a woman and wondered if she had changed her mind. Then he heard movement and turned toward the bed.
“I am here,” came the soft voice.
“You are sure of this?” he asked, giving her a chance to change her mind.
“Aye. I am sure, this must be done,” she said.
She sounded desperate and so he offered, “I will pay you extra to stay the night with me.”
It was a selfish offer since he intended to make the most of the time spent with her, not sure when he’d find pleasure with a woman again.
“I will stay.”
He was glad he did not hear any reluctance or hesitation in her voice. It just might turn out to be an enjoyable night after all. He rid himself of his garments, eager to feel a woman’s body again, and approached the bed tucked against a wall with barely any light cast on it to his relief. It was better that she did not see his face, or she might change her mind.
“You will not touch my face,” he ordered.
“Aye,” she said.
“But you are welcome to touch me anywhere else as much as you’d like,” he said to see how receptive or repugnant she would be to his offer.
“I would like that,” she said.
Her hasty willingness had Cavell’s shaft jutting out ready for pleasure as he slipped beneath the blanket, and he asked, “Your name?”
“Sara,” she said, as she turned on her side to rest her face against his chest and ease her body against him.
He slipped his arm over her waist to draw her closer to him, relishing the feel of her warm, naked body. He expected her to be thin after what Curdie had said about her starving herself to feed her family, but he had not expected her skin to feel so soft. His hand slipped from her waist down over her backside and gave it a squeeze, then roamed over it relishing her slender curves. Never had he felt such soft skin and he could not stop touching her.
Her hand roamed over him as well, slowly, as if she wanted to familiarize herself with every inch of him.
“I like your touch,” he said, encouraging her.
“And I yours.”
“Then we shall have a good night together,” he said and eased her on her back to cup her breast and roll his tongue across the hard nipple. She was far from well-endowed, her breast not even filling his hand, but her nipple was tasty, and he was happy to take his time feasting on it and her other breast as well.
Her soft moans let him know how much he pleasured her, as did her hand that gripped tightly at his arm.
He did not think twice about claiming her lips in a kiss, something he had not done with a woman since his face had been scarred. How could he expect a woman to gaze upon his hideous face when in the throes of pleasure? He was relieved that they could barely see each other. They appeared as mere shadows and shapes. Not that he would mind looking at her naked, but it was better this way… for her.
Her lips wasted no time in returning the forceful kiss and she opened eagerly to him when his tongue skimmed her closed lips. She clung to him as their kiss turned demanding and he favored the way she gasped in disappointment when his lips left hers. She enjoyed him and that she did made it even more pleasurable for him.
“It has been too long since I tasted a woman’s sweet nectar and I intend to drink of your sweetness all night,” he said and lowered his mouth to her breast but only to give each nipple a short nibble before moving down along her stomach.