by Jenna Stone
Sarah moaned with pleasure and held him more tightly against her. Her body thrummed with the new sensations that Quinn’s touch aroused.
His fingers parted her and he groaned loudly when he discovered that she was wet. She was ready for him. His cock pulsed in response and he continued to suckle her sweet breast.
His fingers toyed with the nub of her desire and Sarah called out his name. He growled in response and slid a finger inside of her sheath. Sarah moaned beneath him, writhing as he tormented her sweetly with his lips and fingers. She had never experienced feelings so intense, so all-consuming.
Quinn slid another finger inside of her and began to move his fingers in and out of her, slowly, sweetly making love to her with his hand. He kissed his way up to her neck and then claimed her lips in his. Sarah was wild with passion as he played her expertly with his fingers, stroking the heat of her desire while driving into her more firmly now.
Quinn felt her body begin to quiver around his fingers.
“I love ye, Sarah. Let go. Surrender,” he said breathlessly as he drove her to the brink of ecstasy.
She came apart in his arms. The power of her orgasm rocked her to the core. Her body shook with the thrill of her release and wave after wave of orgasm flooded over her. Her body was exhausted now, completely spent. Sarah felt as though she had melted into Quinn, had become part of him for a brief, beautiful moment.
Quinn slowed his movements, still stroking her gently with his fingers. He kissed her forehead and smiled into her hair.
“What just happened?” Sarah sighed breathlessly, overwhelmed as the last tremors of her release dissipated throughout her body.
Quinn laughed softly and smiled devilishly into the curve of Sarah’s neck. He kissed her in the curve just behind her ear.
“Ye had an orgasm,” he whispered huskily, secretly pleased with himself for pleasuring Sarah so thoroughly.
“I didn’t know...I had no idea that could happen!” Sarah said, still struggling to regain control of herself as her body recovered from Quinn’s touch. “I never imagined that something could feel so good,” Sarah said softly as she pulled Quinn closer, threading her fingers languidly through his unbound hair.
“Aye,” he chuckled. “It is wonderful,” he whispered into her ear and then bit her earlobe playfully. Sarah’s response to him had pleased him greatly and his cock throbbed painfully as he imagined the pleasure that he would feel when he entered Sarah for the first time and experienced his own release.
“Can you do that? Does it feel the same for you?” Sarah asked boldly as Quinn continued to trail light kisses down her neck.
“Aye,” he whispered huskily. “And I canna even begin tae imagine how wonderful it will feel tae experience that with ye,” he confessed as his cock bucked eagerly in his pants. “But that willna happen until we are married,” he vowed as he rose up above Sarah, supporting himself on his elbows so that he could look into her eyes.
Sarah was completely satiated, and the afterglow of her orgasm suited her well. Her face was flushed with color and she looked at Quinn with such love in her eyes that it caused his heart beat to speed up.
“Thank-ye,” he whispered as he looked at her, smiling softly as she gazed up at hi,
“I think that it is I that should be thanking you,” Sarah smiled bashfully as she wrapped her arms around Quinn’s neck and pulled him down for a lengthy kiss.
“Perhaps ye should thank me,” he chuckled, slapping her playfully on the bum. “But I’d been fantasizing about doing that tae ye for quite some time,” he admitted as he kissed the tip of her nose.
“I never imagined that it…that it would feel so wonderful!” Sarah confessed. Her fingers played with Quinn’s disheveled hair. She didn’t remember tearing the lacing from his hair, but she knew that she must have, as Quinn’s hair fell freely about his shoulders now.
“There are many things that a man can do to show a woman his love,” he smiled ruefully. “I want tae give ye pleasure. I want tae give ye everything, Sarah,” he said tenderly as he stroked the heated flesh of Sarah’s cheek.
“How soon can we get married?” Sarah asked, her face blooming with color as soon as the bold question fell from her lips.
Quinn smiled in blatant approval. “Not soon enough,” he said, chuckling softly as he gritted his teeth and tried to quell the arousal that throbbed for Sarah inside of his pants.
Chapter Eight
Quinn’s heart hammered in his chest, threatening to burst with joy as he beheld the beautiful woman that stood before him. Sarah’s hands were clasped tightly in his, and the love that resided in her eyes when she looked up at him made the simple necessity of breathing difficult.
“And I take you, Quinn, to be my lawfully wedded husband,” Sarah said with conviction, squeezing Quinn’s hands as she spoke the words that would tie them together for the rest of their lives.
Quinn smiled proudly and swam in the beauty of their love. Sarah was his now.
“You may kiss your bride,” the priest said, his voice breaking though to Quinn although it seemed to be coming from somewhere else, somewhere very far away.
He only saw Sarah in this moment.
Quinn released Sarah’s hands and pulled her possessively against his chest. Her fingers trailed lightly up his chest and found their home behind his neck. Quinn’s lips settled gently atop her mouth and he kissed her tenderly, professing his undying love for her with the achingly sweet touch of his lips to hers.
Sarah smiled against his lips and opened her mouth, yielding herself completely to her husband’s tender kiss. Quinn growled softly and deepened their kiss, sweeping his tongue into Sarah’s mouth and claiming her fully as his wife. They kissed passionately, completely lost in this moment together.
Rowan cleared his throat and brought Quinn crashing back to reality. He brushed his tongue against Sarah’s once more and ended the kiss, tenderly pecking her on the lips in a final seal of their commitment to each other.
“This is a church, brother,” Rowan teased as he watched Quinn and Sarah struggle to recover from the response they had to each other.
“Buggar off,” Quinn whispered over his shoulder as he smiled wryly.
Anna squeezed Rowan’s hand. Her heart was filled with happiness when she looked at Quinn and Sarah. Watching them speak their vows to each other had caused her to remember the midnight ceremony that had bound her to Rowan. Tears streamed down her face as she turned to her own husband and kissed him, catching him completely off guard.
Rowan smiled against her lips and kissed her back thoroughly, suddenly forgetting that they were also at a wedding, in a church.
Malcolm cleared his throat teasingly, garnishing a knowing wink from Rowan as he broke away from his wife.
“We’ll finish this later,” Rowan whispered quietly into Anna’s ear as he nuzzled her neck and placed his hand on her belly, over their growing baby. His wife had always been attractive to him, but seeing her body swell with the beautiful glow of pregnancy had made his appetite for loving her almost insatiable.
Anna smiled knowingly, desire for her husband radiating in her hazel eyes. She kissed him on the cheek in promise that they would indeed finish what they had started later.
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“Yer finally mine,” Quinn whispered huskily against Sarah’s ear as he carried her over the threshold and into the room that he had rented for the night. “And I’ve finally got ye all tae myself,” he said smiling as he closed the door firmly behind them and settled Sarah lightly on her feet.
Sarah wasted no time and began unbuttoning Quinn’s white linen shirt. She wanted to feel his skin against hers and at the moment, his shirt was in the way.
“I can’t believe that we’re married,” Sarah exclaimed in disbelief as she let her head fall suddenly against Quinn’s expansive chest. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt and she finally gave up, trailing her fingers over his firm belly and encircling his waist with her arms.
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br /> “Aye. I can hardly believe it myself!” Quinn said as he placed a kiss atop Sarah’s head. He hugged her close to his chest and delighted in the sweet, feminine smell that wafted from her hair. She smelled so good and felt so completely perfect as surrounded her protectively with his arms and pulled her against his chest.
Sarah completed him. He said a silent prayer of gratitude to God for the amazing gift that was his wife. He vowed to spend each day striving to make himself worthy of her love, bringing happiness to her as she had done for him. She had single-handedly restored his life and made it worth living. Sarah had given him a reason to live and his heart burst with the overwhelming thrill of his love for her.
Quinn pulled away from Sarah slightly and brought his forefinger under her chin, tilting her beautiful face up so that she would look into his eyes.
“I love ye,” he said softly, speaking the truth that resounded with each beat of his heart.
Sarah smiled. “I know you do,” she said softly. “And I love you too, my husband,” she vowed as she stood on her tippy toes and kissed Quinn with all of the love that resided in her heart. She threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled his mouth against hers, aching with need to be closer to him.
Quinn’s lips slanted over Sarah’s arching as his tongue dove into her mouth, stroking against hers as he showed her the depths of his desire for her.
Sarah’s fingers found the buttons of his shirt again and she deftly undid them. At last, she pushed the linen away from his chest and pressed her palms against Quinn’s chest. She could feel the erratic beating of his heart beneath her hands and she smiled at her husband’s ready response to her touch. Skimming her fingers lightly over his abdominal muscles, she delighted in feeling gooseflesh break out over Quinn’s tanned skin. She loved that her light touch could evoke such an immediate response from her husband’s beautiful body.
Quinn shrugged out of his shirt and captured Sarah against his chest. His heart pounded in his chest and his cock throbbed against the constraint of his pants. He wanted Sarah so badly, but had to regain control. This needed to be perfect for her. Quinn knew that Sarah had been with a man before him and that her experience with Adahy had not been a good one.
He vowed that their joining would be perfect, beautiful and filled with love. He needed to make this absolutely perfect for Sarah and for that, he needed to remain in control. He would need to fight his body’s overwhelming response to Sarah so that he could take this slowly.
Calming his desire, he kissed the delicate curve of Sarah’s neck softly as his fingers worked to unlace the back of her gown. Sarah’s cheek lay against his chest and she closed her eyes, savoring the sound of Quinn’s heart beating beneath her ear. His fingers trailed over the skin of Sarah’s back and he pulled the laces of her gown apart.
“Have ye nothing on under this?” he asked, surprised when he found nothing but her warm skin beneath the fabric of her gown.
Sarah smiled against his chest.
“No,” she revealed. She fought to contain her smile when Quinn’s heart went wild beneath her ear.
Quinn rolled his eyes heavenward and gritted his teeth. So much for trying to take this slowly. His sweet wife was thwarting all of his best laid intentions.
Sarah stepped away from her husband and clutched her wedding gown to her chest. Holding his gaze and smiling softly when she recognized the blatant desire that she saw in her husband’s eyes, she shrugged out of her gown. The fabric fell into a pool around her feet. At last, she stood completely naked and unashamed before her husband.
“Sarah,” Quinn whispered as he beheld his wife, his breath hitching in his throat as his eyes scanned over the perfection of her body. Quinn’s cock throbbed in his pants as his eyes took in the fullness of Sarah’s breasts and then traveled lower to the very core of her femininity. He had touched her there once before, sank his fingers into the delicious wetness that was between her thighs just for him. The fact that he would join with her tonight, bury his cock deep inside of her to claim her fully as his wife almost made Quinn lose control. Almost.
He shuddered as he reached for Sarah, trailing his fingers over her cheek and down her graceful neck. His hand stopped briefly to palm her full, sensitive breast. He remembered how sweet, how arousing she had tasted when he had suckled her. Moving lower still, his fingers skimmed over the taut skin of Sarah’s waist and circled around her navel. Had he not witnessed it himself, he would have never guessed that Sarah had borne a child. Her body was achingly perfect.
Pulling Sarah gently against his chest, he relished the feeling of her naked body against his. He tried to still the beating of his hammering heart, seeking to quell the overwhelming response of his body so that he could make this moment perfect for his wife. He lifted her hair and exposed her shoulder, kissing the warm skin that he found there. Sarah sighed and closed her eyes, leaning her head to the side so that Quinn could kiss her more readily.
How was it that her husband could unnerve her so? How could his lightest touch send her blood racing through her veins? Sarah wondered how she would handle making love to Quinn. His lightest touch affected her so intensely. Sarah wondered if she would be able to handle the pleasure of joining with him when they made love.
Quinn lifted Sarah in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He settled her gently atop the coverlet and kissed her softly as he settled his own body on top of hers. Being careful to support his weight on his elbows, he trailed his tongue over Sarah’s bottom lip, growling approvingly when she claimed his lips in a desirous kiss.
His hand palmed her breast gently for he knew that they were extremely sensitive. His thumb brushed experimentally over Sarah’s nipple and he was rewarded when she arched against him and moaned with pleasure. Unable resist any longer, Quinn placed kisses over the feverish skin of Sarah’s neck, her collarbone and finally his lips found her swollen breast. He kissed her taut flesh lightly, still palming her sweet globe in his hand. Sarah called out his name when his lips found her nipple and Quinn smiled devilishly as he began to suckle his wife.
Sarah’s hands buried in his hair and she tore out the leather throng that bound it back. She arched against her husband as he suckled her. The feeling of his hot mouth on her sensitive nipple sent waves of pleasure to the place between her thighs. Sarah felt desire building there and as Quinn continued his sweet torment, kissing, and licking and suckling her breast, Sarah’s desire for her husband built to a point that she could no longer bear.
“Quinn!” she cried out, pressing herself against his erection and using her hands to move his mouth away from her breast.
Quinn smiled devilishly at her. “Aye, love?” he asked, looking intently at his aroused wife with his knowing, steely eyes.
“I need you,” she said softly, rubbing herself intimately against his length as she confessed her growing desire to feel her husband inside of her.
“I need ye too, love” Quinn said huskily as he held Sarah’s gaze and again lowered his lips to her nipple playfully. “But no yet. I’ve a mind tae take this slow, tae make ye near mad with the wanting,” he whispered deliciously as he returned his attention to Sarah’s breasts and trailed his hand languidly over her belly. He stopped to circle her navel twice and was rewarded when goose bumps broke out on Sarah’s skin. He chuckled approvingly against her breast and took her fully into his mouth as he parted her delicate folds with his fingers.
“Quinn!” Sarah called out as her fist knotted in the fabric of the coverlet. “Quinn, I can’t take any more, I can’t…I need…” she broke off as she lost the ability to speak.
Quinn’s fingers had begun to move against the intimate flesh of Sarah’s womanhood and the delicious sensation of his fingers moving against her, pleasuring her, coupled with his mouth on her nipple had rendered Sarah completely speechless. She writhed against her husband now, moaning and whispering his name softly as he pleasured her.
Touching the slick wetness of Sarah’s desire caused Quinn’s c
ock to throb painfully in his pants. She was so wet for him. She was more than ready and he ached to be inside of her. He denied himself, gritting his teeth and returning his attention to Sarah’s breast. He suckled her softly, making circles around the sensitive nub of her nipple with his tongue as he stroked Sarah intimately between her thighs.
Sarah’s breathing was ragged now and she melted against the bed. She surrendered herself completely to the pleasure that he husband gave her, all the while wondering if her heart was going to beat right out of her chest. There seemed to be a direct connection from her sensitive breasts to the intimate flesh between her thighs. Quinn worked this connection expertly, teasing her tender breasts with his mouth as he moved his fingers deliciously against her most intimate flesh.
Instinctively, Sarah parted her legs wider, welcoming Quinn to touch her. As if sensing her need, Quinn slipped a finger into Sarah’s tight sheath. He groaned when he felt her smooth flesh surrounding him, squeezing him delightfully as he moved his finger slowly in and out of her. Sarah moaned loudly and Quinn used the pad of his thumb to brush the bead of her desire while his slid his finger gently in and out of her.
Quinn tore his mouth away from Sarah’s breast and buried his face in her hair. He gritted his teeth as he continued to pleasure his wife, gliding gently in and out of the core of her womanhood. Making love to his wife with his hand was almost more than he could bear. The exquisite love play made his cock ache to be inside of Sarah. Each time he pushed his finger deeply into her wetness, his hips followed suit, grinding against Sarah with the desire to push himself into her.
Sarah called out his name loudly and raked her nails over the skin of his back. She pulled her husband close and inhaled his heady, masculine scent as he drove her wild with the expert touch of his fingers. Quinn answered her call by sliding a second finger into her sheath and the delicious stretching that this yielded caused Sarah to almost come undone.