A Time Apart: Time Travel Historical Highlander Romance by Lolita London Read Free Book Online Page A

around his neck and held his gaze as he began to fuck her. In seconds his body was slamming between her spread open thighs as he went after his own needs. The roughness of his thrusts hammered him against her body and she let out desperate gasps as each one hit her. The sex became more frantic by the second and she clung on to his neck as the exertions pushed him ever closer to what he wanted.
     
    She could see the muscles in his neck straining as he threw his head back and his final efforts plunged his cock deep inside her cunt over and again as he lost control. James let out a roar as he balls released their load and the strong jets of white flooded pussy. His muscles strained even more as his body bucked around and he dropped down to a kiss as his cum continued to pump out. Jenny slid her hands to his clenched buttocks and she dug her nails in taut muscles to encourage him to give her everything. The strong convulsions of his body gradually faded and he settled down on top of her.
     
    His breath rasped in her ear as he tried to recover and it was only when his erection lost power that he finally rolled to the side to lie beside her. There was complete silence in the room as they contemplated what just happened, but when they turned to look at each other their lips came together straight away.
     
    “Is this part of my maid duties too?” she asked when the kiss ended.
     
    “Well…, my father did say to keep you under control,” James replied and laughed.
     
    They lay together for a while longer before he finally got to his feet.
     
    “I have work to attend to,” he said as he got dressed. “You need to finish cleaning the room then find Aggie to get your next job.”
     
    “Yes sir,” she said as she watched him cross the room to the door and leave.
     
    “Way to go Jenny,” she let out as she remained lying on the bed for a few minutes more, but she finally got up to clean herself then put her green tartan dress back on before carrying on with her work.
     

Chapter Five
     
    Jenny’s working duties grew increasingly intimate in the days following her first time with James and there was no doubt that he saw her as much more than just a maid. She began to sleep in his bedroom at night and the sex between them became ever more passionate. Although she missed her home and old life, it was getting easier to be with him and one evening her head was resting on his chest as they lay in bed when the words came out.
     
    “I knew it the first time I saw you,” he said quietly.
     
    Her brow furrowed as she lifted her head to look at him.
     
    “Knew what?’ she asked.
     
    “That you were someone special,” he told her.
     
    The smile spread across Jenny’s face.
     
    “So…, you don’t think I’m a spy then?” she went on with a grin as she pressed her cheek on his muscular torso again.
     
    His hand gently stroked her hair as the silence stretched out for a few seconds before he finally answered her.
     
    “I never did.”
     
    “It’s not what your brother thinks,” she let out quietly.
     
    “Donald doesn’t trust anyone he doesn’t know,” James told her. “He’s suspicious of anyone that doesn’t wear the Dungannon’s green tartan and juniper badge. He’s convinced that the clan Glennet is determined to wipe us out and he does have a point to be honest.”
     
    “Why?” Jenny asked.
     
    “We’ve been rivals for years,” James went on. “Up until a year ago the hostilities were largely contained, with both clans making the effort to keep out of the way of the other.”
     
    “And now?”
     
    “It changed when my father was invited to a meeting of the highland leaders,” James told her. “It was intended as a way of bringing the northern clans closer together, which is really what will be needed if we are to halt the march of the English from down south. They already hold a lot of the territory in southern Scotland, but they have eyes on extending their control across the