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 It is out, she answered, watching his head on her breast, stroking the tendons
pulsating in his neck.  You have it in the palm of your hand.
The arm draped across her stomach, tightened.  Then I shall keep it with care. I
wouldna want another to try to take it from me. With a shiver the muscle loosened
again.
Eyelashes flickered against her breast, pausing only when she dug her nails under
the thick strands, massaging his scalp. Quiet, lost in thought, she expected him to again
share his deepest desires. Yet he remained still, contemplative, almost sad.
 Ailigean? she said, hooking her hand under his armpit encouraging him to pull
higher against her body. He did, nestling his chin against her throat, pressing the hard
body he held in control to her side. Both her arms wrapped tightly around him, and she
kissed his hair and breathed deeply of his scent.  Where are you? she teased.  Are you
in there hiding?
She felt the curve of his smile on her skin.  I was thinking, he mumbled, the
vibration of his husky voice in her own throat.  We have so much to learn about each
other.
 Hm, suppose we do.
 Not just about our pasts, although that s important, but &  He propped himself
up on one elbow to look sternly into her face.  I want to know what pleases ye most. I
want to hear that little noise ye make because when I do, I know I m doing what ye want.
But if I displease ye, ye must tell me. He followed the path of his fingers as they
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stroked hair from her cheek.  I would ne er want ye hurt. Ye are mine, Ceitag. I dinna
care if that sounds chauvinistic, it s the way I feel, what I am. Ye are mine, and I mean to
keep it that way. He pressed his lips so tightly together a fine white line appeared
around his mouth.  I love ye, he whispered so softly she couldn t help but smile. He
made it sound as though it were the first time he shared such a wondrous revelation.
Maybe it many ways it was.
His long forefinger traced a path over her shoulder, up her throat, and against her
bottom lip.  I want to ask ye, but I m & not sure that& . He swallowed with a growing
nervousness.
 My darling, Kate coaxed, tipping her chin to greet his glance.  It would please
me now if you d stop yapping and make love to me.
His brow curled to surprise. Then he returned her smile.  Oh, aye. That I can
do.
His whole body went to work. Every muscle turned to stone as he kneaded her
flesh before hoisting his bulk full onto her. The hair on his thick thighs tickled the inside
of her legs as he pulled her up to allow more space between them. His palms cupped her
cheeks and he kept her face turned to him. But he did not lunge. He waited.
 Touch me, Ceitag. I want to feel yer hand around me. His voice was heavy
with expectancy and when she flexed her shoulder to reach him, he moaned, the very
thought inducing the steel beneath his skin to weaken.
His body was not a secret. Kate luxuriated in every hard curve, every patch of
hair. She knew the brown mole near his navel, the purple birthmark on his shoulder; she
tactilely recognized small bumps on his thighs, around his nipples and she knew his
pleasure spots, behind his knees, under his armpits, his ears and voice box, and of course,
his groin. She had charted this ocean well.
But the contents of his mind were hauntingly flexible. Just when she thought she
had unlocked a secret and was secure in its depth, the tide changed, and she, drenched
within his eroticism, would listen to the mysteries leak.
Wrapping his own fingers around hers he squeezed, encouraging her to do
likewise.  Yer grip, he sighed.  It s the same as when I am inside yer body and I can
feel ye tighten to me. Then I know ye love me, welcome me, and it excites me so much I
can hardly control myself. His hand forced her grip to harden. Then slowly he released
his hold and ran the pad of his forefinger to her flesh.  And when ye are so wet like
this, the finger prodded a little deeper,  I know I excite ye and I feel as though my head
will burst like a bubble.
 Dinna make me suffer longer, he sighed, eyes laden with thoughts of awaiting
pleasure.  Guide me home.
The pulse within her hand stiffened as she eased him closer. His shoulders braced
into position before his hips did, and he shifted his weight as she put her hand on his
waist. He was close enough now to find his own way.
He made certain she saw his face, a deep flush intimating the pounding blood that
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