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two-hundred years
and had not touched a woman since Addie, but it would appear the
same techniques are just as viable now as they were then. She was
panting and sweating under his touch. It made him want to see her
come at least a dozen times.
    Inserting his finger into her wet and tight
pussy, he groaned at the tightening of his ballocks. She was ready
to cum for him.
    “Ach, sweetin’, I need ye tae come fer me,”
he encouraged.
    He then placed his lips back to her clitoris
and began to move his fingers quickly within her twat. She bucked
her hips in rhythm with his ministrations. She was moving so
quickly that he had to place her knees upon his shoulders and hold
his hand to her stomach to keep her from moving.
    Doubling his efforts to bring her to her
orgasm, he felt the tremors begin in her knees and then moved up to
her pussy, which granted him the sweetest nectar he had ever
tasted. She convulsed repeatedly as he milked her until the tremors
stopped, and she was left a sweaty, exhausted mess.
    “Thank ye, sweetin’, ye brin' me much
pleasure.”
    Sighing and panting, she waited for him to
situate himself next to her, she then placed her head upon his
chest. He felt her heart beat in rhythm with his own.
    She then looked up into his eyes and said, “I
wanted to speak with you tonight about the manor.”
    However, she did not look too displeased with
his interruption. When she shifted her delectable little body, her
knee came into contact with his cock, and he hissed.
    “Are you all right?” she asked in
concern.
    “Aye, I be fine, gel. ‘Tis jest a bit tender
an’ sore from its stiffenin',” he explained.
    She looked down his body and saw that his
erection was still stiff, and she blushed at the sight.
    Laughing a little, he pulled her close and
said, “Donna’ worry. 'Twill subsides.
    She cleared her throat and said, “I could try
to help ease your tension.”
    Feeling his cock grow even more under her
words, he replied, “Ye, would help ease me?”
    She licked her lips and said, “I think I
can.”

Chapter Seven
    Feeling bold and not caring whether or not
she could or should be placing the head of his cock within her
mouth, her tongue came out and licked the pearly liquid that was
coming from within his penis. It was her first taste of sperm and
cock, and she had to say that she found it to be very much to her
liking.
    He groaned above her and placed his fingers
within her hair.
    “Sweetin’, donna’ tease me. Me be hurtin’
with need,” he pleaded.
    Hearing his words fueled her own want and
need to-fully-taste his essence, so she pulled her lips over his
tip and slid her mouth down his cock and could not get more than
halfway down the shaft.
    He was a huge man, and she wanted to please
him. Whether it was right or wrong to sleep with her deceased
family member’s fiancée went into the back of her mind as she made
love to her Highlander.
    She knew what she was doing for she had
written about it in her novels, so she placed her hand upon his
cock and pumped her hand in tandem with her mouth. She rotated her
palm, as her cheeks sucked him in.
    “Ach, ye be a clever, lass. Ye ken exactly
how tae brin' a man tae his knees,”
    The words of encouragement brought her
satisfaction. She wanted to bring her man to his knees. So she
doubled her efforts into bringing him to orgasm.
    “Ye be a wicked gel, an’ ye are makin’ me
come!”
    He pumped into her mouth as his cum spilled
onto her tongue. It was an emotional experience that she was not
willing to reflect on.
    When she finished, she crawled back up to his
shoulder and sighed her triumph.
    “Ye be vera good at tha’, lass,” he said with
admiration.
    “I have written books with sexual situations
in them, and I had to do research. I guess all my reading paid
off,” she laughed at the end.
    “Aye, indeed, sweetin’,” he groaned.
    “What is wrong, Conall?”
    “I feel me hour comin' tae a close.”
    “Oh,” was all she could