The Highlander's Mail Order Bride (Scottish Highlander Romance)

by Kaley McCormick

  “I don’t even know where to begin. It’s not every day that I find myself in the company of a beautiful stranger like you. I don’t even consider you a stranger anymore. I think I know you better than my own family and believe me that is not a subject that you want to go poking at.” I knew that there was something there, but I couldn’t put my finger on it and the fact that he was avoiding that subject made me a little hesitant. “This is all new to me and I feel like I don’t even know what to do with my own hands.” Taking a deep breath, I got up from the white chair and I found myself straddling him. My dress had rose up to where he could probably feel my panties rubbing up against his quite rampant state.

  “They say that a woman’s work is never done and I suppose in this regard it’s true. If we’re going to do anything about this attraction and make a baby, then somebody is going to have to take the initiative. I would’ve thought that you would be ready to do that, but maybe you need somebody to take the bull by the horns.” As I was talking, I was undoing his shirt and opening it up for my inspection. The coarse hair on his chest made me wound my fingers around it and pull it with him grunting his reply.

  With his mouth open, I gave him my tongue and we made out like long lost loves that had been separated for a long time. He was not a sloppy kisser and I felt like he knew how to play my body for his own pleasure and amusement. His hands were around my waist, his thumbs pressed nicely against my spine and making me purr like a kitten.

  “That was damn nice and I’m not even sure if that is the right kind of adjective to describe how I’m feeling, Nicole. You’re more than I could ever expect, but I don’t think that I’m going to be doing anything in the kitchen. I would think that you would want something that is more comfortable. I have a big bed upstairs that is calling our names.” At that moment, I was comfortable where I was and I rained kisses on his neck and down his chest. I slithered to the floor in a subservient role with my face pressed up against his crotch and the heat of his member now trying to escape.

  I extracted him from those pants, seeing the pillar of strength and knowing that he was all man. My eyes were wide and I wondered if I was going to be able to handle something with that girth. This was not my first time with a man, but he was bigger than those that I’ve had in the past. I’ve never been concerned about size, but something about him made me salivate at the chance to feel it inside of any hole that I had to offer.

  He was definitely letting it all hang out and the noise that he made when I touched him with the tip of my tongue was enough to make me go after more. His balls were already rising tightly against his body. That was a sure sign that I was on the right track. He really did make me feel like a woman and it was my prerogative to decide on my own fate and not let others dictate the terms.

  I was feeling the attraction and I want to be free, but father had put me into an untenable situation. I was making the most of it, but it was a good thing that I found him desirable. That would make a lot of difference in the long run. The best thing about being a woman was that I could tell him what to do and he would be more than happy to comply. Most women didn’t know the kind of power that they held in their hand. They usually allowed them and to push them around. I was not like that and I guess I was beyond my time.

  “I thought… I thought… I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking.” He was all over the place. I knew that he was trying to tell me something, but for now his body was mine to play with, as I saw fit. I licked him up and down and the response I got was drizzling of hot sauce that easily found the lapping of my tongue. I enjoyed the feel of his cock and the heat that it exuded, not to mention the sticky substance that made it all that more worthwhile.

  “I don’t know what it is about you, Evan. I can’t get enough and every time that I think that I’ve got my fill, I seem to become almost addicted to your taste.” I proved that by surrounding his knob in the heat of my mouth, consuming him and letting him linger on my tongue, before tapping on the back of my mouth. I let him into my throat and he felt the sensation of that tightness squeezing down on him. There was nothing that he could do. He tried to put his hands on my head, but I shook my head to indicate that he should keep them to himself.

  “Whatever you want is what you’ll get.” That was music to my ears and keeping a man in his place was not an easy thing to do. Sex was the ultimate weapon and women could use it at their discretion. I had watched a certain neighbor and I learned from the way that she treated her husband that a man needs a firm hand to keep him from meandering.

  I slapped his thighs to punish him for trying to hold my head steady. I was not some dumping station for his seed, unless of course I decided that was going to be the case. He jumped out of his skin when I made contact with my bare hands to his bare thighs. His pants were now around his ankles. I don’t think that he even realized that I had done that; until he looked down to see that he was naked from the waist down.

  Any time that he got close to doing that again, I would dig my fingernails into his thigh to prove to him that I was the one that was in charge. Having a cock in my mouth gave me power over his body and if he thought otherwise, then he was fooling himself. I’d always wanted to use my considerable feminine charms, but I’d yet to find a man that was worthy. Evan may have been the man that I was looking for, but I still felt like he was holding something back.

  I watched for his reaction, as I bobbed up and down in his lap. I made sure to put in a lot of effort. When I felt that knob swelling and the vein throbbing, I knew that it was just right there on the edge. I could take him all the way over, but I needed something in return. Asking him anything at this point would make him powerless to resist.

  I held him at the base, his purple knob now threatening to release, but nothing was happening. I squeezed tightly and I let him simmer on a slow boil. “I want to know what you were going to say before. There’s a reason why you wanted to get together with me and I think it’s time that you let the cat out of the bag.” I had him where I wanted him and if he wanted any kind of relief, then he was going to have to open up his mouth.

  He was gritting his teeth and I could tell that he was trying his best to keep himself from confessing his sin. “I was going to tell you anyway, but I guess I have no choice. I have you here for the purpose of getting you pregnant. My mother in her infinite wisdom has decided that I will not inherit a single dime, unless I have her grand child. I have less than a month to find someone and I’m not the only one that is vying for the fortune. My brother Brandt is also in the running. He’s a lot more personable, but he tends to ruin things with his big mouth. He’s sexist and he uses women. He thinks that they’re going to come crawling to him for second go around, but he’s wrong.”

  I had gotten what I wanted, but now I was going to have to give him what he wanted. I had no problem doing that and the taste was something that I could definitely sink my teeth into. I did that and made him squirm, thinking that I was going to do something distasteful. The grazing of my teeth made him jerk like a fish on a line in the water.

  “God damn it…I’ve already told you everything that I was keeping from you. You don’t have to torture me anymore.” I didn’t have to, but I was enjoying myself. He was pretty much my captive audience and I was going to milk this for all that it was worth. I stroked him slowly; bringing the skin all the way over the head and making a huge bubble appear at the top. I did this again and a few more times and he was literally at a loss for words.

  “Evan, I want you to tell me exactly what you want.” He looked at me incredulously, unable to voice his desires, because of some repressed sexuality that had been beaten into him by his father. “You can do it. Be free and say what’s on your mind. You know that you want to. I’m giving you permission.” He was looking at me with desperation in his eyes and then he opened his mouth and I knew exactly what he was going to say.

  “I want to cum… I want to cum so badly.” A few more strokes and I would give him that relief. I continu
ed to look at him and then I saw it coming. I was going to take him into my mouth, but I decided to revel in seeing his orgasm come to life. It sprayed with a force that actually went into the air and then came down on top of him. It did this a few times with less intensity, but there was still force behind each and every blast.

  He sat there completely unable to say anything. He could barely move and mostly he followed me with his drooping eye lids. “There…doesn’t that feel better to get all of that off your chest. You not only had a beautiful moment, but you also told me what you’ve been hiding from me. I have a lot of things to consider, but I think that I’ll have your answer in the morning.” I left him sitting there with his pants around his ankles and his Johnson now sticking to his thigh.

  I patted him on the head, ruffling his hair and then walked away with a smile that he couldn’t see. I felt empowered and I had such a good time that I would love to have a repeat performance. He had just learned that he would need my permission to do anything, but how long that was going to last was anybody’s guess. I knew that his heartbeat was running faster. I didn’t want to let him go, until I saw the light of day. I thought that he would need time to recuperate and recharge after such a climax.

  He didn’t try to follow me and I was a little disappointed that I had emasculated him to the point that he didn’t feel like a real man. I was going to have to throw him a bone and show him that he still had in him to take me and make me feel like a natural woman.

  “Thank…you.” I stopped on the stairs and looked back at him with an expression of lust spread on my face. I had a little bit on my lips and I made a point to take it with my finger and let my tongue do the talking for me. I picked up his cowboy hat by the door, put it on and made my way up the stairs feeling cocksure and ready for just about anything that the world could throw at me.

  Sleeping was not an option, but I was not going to give him the satisfaction of crawling over to his bedroom on my hands and knees. He was going to have to wait, until morning and then I would make him a promise that I intended to keep. I didn’t want him to think that I was eager and ready to pursue something that was pretty much out of the blue.

  I could hear the crickets outside and their incessant song had become something of white noise. I lie there with my hands across my chest and my body was tingling with a need that came from tasting his seed. I could barely stay still and I had a moment where I thought I was going to take matters into my own hands. I didn’t do that, but I was this close and that would’ve been the final straw. I would have become possessed with a need that had to be fulfilled and I would’ve gone to him in a mad rush to feel him deep inside me.

  Chapter four

  In the morning, I stayed upstairs, until the crack of dawn when I went downstairs to make breakfast. I heard him stomping down from above and then he went outside to do the morning chores. I had everything on the table, when I went to the door and rang the bell to inform him that he needed to make an appearance.

  I heard the hooves in the distance and then I saw him, as big as life coming across the field. He came to a stop in front of me, jumped down and dusted himself off. He was crossing the threshold and he grazed right by me. I think that he did it on purpose to prove to himself that he still had it in him to seduce a woman.

  We gathered at the dinner table and he dug into the food on his plate. He watched me out of the corner of his eye. “I don’t suppose that you have something to tell me?” There was no reason to say anything with words, when actions would suffice to make my point abundantly clear.

  I used the napkin to dab at his lips. I kissed him and took his hand to lead him to the heaven of his own bed. I opened the door and he abruptly turned me, so that he could hold me by the waist and give me that look. He walked towards me and I backed away, until I was forced onto the bed. He stared me down and like a wilting flower; I gave myself to him willingly. He was not the same man, as last night and I couldn’t be happier.

  I saw him strip and he came after me completely naked with this cock hard and ready to show me the kind of man that he was. It was ramrod stiff and it had what appeared to be a life of its own. “I think that you should be well aware of what you’re getting, before you make any decisions.” He was essentially saying that we had to find out if we were compatible in bed, before we could pursue other matters.

  Taking off my clothes, he revealed to his eyes the product of his lust. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. He pushed my breasts together, licking from one to the other, before concentrating on the one on the left. Whatever he was doing was being translated between my legs and I was already juicy and ready for the insertion of his hot tool.

  “I want you to take me down to your paradise. I just want to play with you. I got my mind on your body and your body on my mind. I want to make your body sigh with heavy expressions of enjoyment. Nicole, I see a cherry and I need to take a bite.” He obviously wanted to reciprocate in kind for what I did to him yesterday. I’d already decided that I was going to be with him. I just didn’t tell him in words. He didn’t need to hear them and I think that he understood exactly what I was getting at.

  “Evan, you took me by surprise and I never thought that I would find the man of my dreams this way. I guess god does work in mysterious ways.” Evan and his naked body was mine and I was not going to let go. I had suffered long enough with my father and this was my reward.

  “I think it’s time that I give you something for what you did for me. I’m not just talking about what we did in the kitchen, although that was very much unexpected. I don’t even know how to convey to you how much that meant to me. Do you know that I had to sit there for some time to compose myself? I don’t even know how long it was, but I finally found enough strength to carry myself up to bed. I was tempted to knock on your door, but your words were still ringing in my ears.” He moved me to the center of the bed and then he grabbed me and pulled me, until my pussy was connected to his mouth.

  He tentatively touched me with the tip of his tongue, inserting it just a little bit to give me an idea of what I was going to go through. “You have turned my world upside down. You’re my rock and I wish that every woman could find someone like you for themselves. Unfortunately for them, you are taken, until death do us part.” I think my intentions were clear and before I would be impregnated, I would need a certain type of commitment to seal the deal.

  That same tongue was getting deeper and I was hunching forward to make sure that he wasn’t going anywhere. I needn’t worry, because it didn’t seem that he wanted to relinquish his spot. He was happy where he was and he was not going to stop, until I was the one on the receiving end this time. “You need to show some attention to my clit.” I showed him where it was, the protruding bud calling to his eager little mouth. He smiled between my legs, before placing his lips over top of it and making it disappear from view. “Fuck…fuck…you’re pretty good for somebody that doesn’t appear all that… experienced. A little faster and use the tip of your tongue at the same time… YESSSSS.” I lifted my pelvis into the air, while holding him down with my hands.

  I could hear his muffled expression and the way that his eyes seem to grow with intensity. He wanted me to let go and I think that I was smothering him. I finally sank back to the mattress, until finally he was hovering over me with the head of his cock touching my sex. My lips were already swollen from the expertise with his mouth. I easily accepted what he wanted to give me. Each individual inch made me cry out and he was making it last for, as long as possible. The first stroke had taken one solid minute.

  “Evan, I really didn’t think that you…had it in you. I don’t want to make a fuss, but I think I’m crazy for you. I think we have a date with destiny and this is not just a little crush. Every time you touch me it’s not like anything that I can compare to.” When I came, my body was lifted from the mattress, but he was forced feeding me his injection of meat. I writhed and turned and screamed obscenities in his face the entire time that he was fu
cking me.

  He reached for something and then he presented me with a ring. I think I knew that this was his way of making this legit. I accepted his proposal. He moved with a pace that was a little erratic. “Everything I do…depends on you, Nicole. I would never try to trick you and I knew that I was taking a risk by telling you the truth. I thought that I owed you that.” He really didn’t owe me anything, but for him to think otherwise made him willing to see it from my point of view.

  “We need to make this one of the best orgasms of your life, Evan.” The Johnson family was known for their meat products and their fortune was built on it. I had my own piece of meat and this guy knew exactly how to use what god gave him. This was not someone that was just going through the motions for his own pleasures. He wanted me to be there with him. This was a testament to the kind of man that I had gotten involved with. “Let me get into the saddle and show you how it’s done.” Before he had a chance to react, I had shifted slightly and made it possible for me to put him underneath me

  “I’m not sure that I’m comfortable with this position. Maybe if you… Jesus… fuck me.” He didn’t get a chance to finish what he had to say. I had slipped back down his pole, using my inner muscles to massage his length in a very profound way. There was nothing subtle about my holes craving for his cock. It had a mind of its own and I was allowing her to take what she wanted. There was no denying that there was a chemistry between us and that was pretty damn clear from everything that we had done up to this point.