Care to see the Jamie and Lorna’s first kiss? Well, here it is! “Ye will leave tomorrow,” Lorna said, unsure of why she chose that certain line, but feeling as though the two of them needed to discuss…whatever it was that was going on between them, or at least put some distance between the two of them. “Aye. But I’d come back again. If I had a reason.” Lorna lifted her brow, ignoring how her heart sped up at that line. “What sort of reason?” Jamie reached out, stroked her chin, his lips curling into a devilish smile. “There is one reason I can think of in particular.” Lorna reached up, her fingers curling over his as she pulled them away from her face, but he didn’t let them go. In fact he moved a little closer, crowding her personal space and making her breath hitch. “What reason is that?” Lorna whispered. “Sutherlands have the best ale.” His eyes twinkled with merriment, as he teased her. Lorna yanked her hand away and swatted at him. “Verra funny, my laird.” “I jest not, ’tis delicious.” He gripped onto her hand once more and looking around the courtyard, tugged her around the side of the castle out of view. “But there is one other thing I’ve yearned to taste.” Lorna’s heart skipped a beat. “Taste?” Her voice was low, raspy. Jamie leaned up against the stone wall and pulled her closer, keeping their fingers interlocked and wrapped his other hand around her hip, singing her with his touch. Lorna pressed her hands to his chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her fingers. Their thighs brushed, and every part of her shivered. “I want to kiss ye, lass.” Jamie dipped low, his nose brushing over hers. Lorna sucked in a breath, her eyes closing. Jamie’s breath tickled her cheek and she leaned even closer into him. It seemed an eternity before his lips brushed over hers, soft, warm and infinitely spine-tingling. Her fingers curled into his shirt, holding tight and she pressed her lips more firmly to his. Unfamiliar, but enticing, sensations skated along her limbs, knotting in her belly. She squeezed her thighs tight, humming at the spark of pleasure the move made, and the way her lips tingled against Jamie’s. She’d been kissed before. But it was nothing like this. Jamie’s kiss was intense without being gratuitous, and she had the hardest time not begging him to deepen their kiss.
Posted on: Sat, 07 Jun 2014 01:06:25 +0000
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