Skies Over Caledonia (The Highlands #4) Read Online Samantha Young

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: The Highlands Series by Samantha Young
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Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 99960 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
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Her head fell back on a gasp of pleasure as I rolled my hips between her thighs.

My lips sought her skin, skimming her jaw until I reached her ear. “You’re on my mind all the time. You’re all I can think about. Your smile, your laugh, your body. I want to fuck you hard every minute of every day so you know who you belong to and who belongs to you.”

Her fingernails bit into my shoulders as her strong thighs tightened around me. “I feel the same. You’re in my head. All day. Every day. I want you, Jared. I want you so badly, all the time.”

Triumphant possessiveness heated my blood to the boiling point. “Lower your legs,” I demanded.

Allegra released me, lowering to the floor so I had to bend to reach for her mouth. I loved the taste of her, the feel, the way she kissed like she fucked, hungry and assertive.

Needing deep inside her, I pushed her dress up to her waist and curled my fingers around the fabric of her knickers. I yanked, and the sound of them tearing from her body made me impossibly harder.

“Jared!” Allegra gaped at me in shock … and pure horniness. She liked that. Good to know. She proved it by grabbing my head and crushing my lips over hers.

We bit and licked and nipped at each other as we both reached for the closure on my jeans. Allegra shoved them and my boxers down to my ankles, freeing me. She took my cock in her small hand and I watched her beneath my lashes as she pumped with a tight, hard grip that I loved.

I curled my hand over hers, enjoying it for a few more seconds before I released her hold. “Wait.” I bent down to get my wallet out of my back pocket to pull out a condom. My dick was in a serious state of pleasure pain as I rolled it on.

Unable to wait any longer, I commanded, “Up.”

Allegra hopped with ease and eagerness, legs around my hips, hands on my shoulders. I pressed her into the wall as I gripped her thighs, spread them, and thrust up into her. I groaned as sensation zinged down my spine and to my balls.

Being inside her tight, wet heat was perfection. Looking into her gorgeous, sweet face, watching her lips part and eyes glaze with pleasure was even better.

“Jared!” she cried out, arching into the feel of me. I let her adjust, sensing she was ready when her fingernails no longer bit so hard into my shoulders.

Then I took my wife.

Hard.

Her pants of excitement filled my ears as I pounded us into the wall, gliding in and out of her tightness, the wet slap of flesh against flesh spurring us toward climax.

It was always fast and explosive when we fucked like this. The need beyond our control. I was going to blow soon and I wanted Allegra to come first. My hand slipped between us, and I allowed myself the pleasure of feeling where I entered her before my thumb found her clit.

“Jared!” Allegra’s hand slid around my nape, fingernails scratching across my skin. “Yes, yes!”

I circled her clit as I continued to fuck her and within seconds I felt her stiffen, then⁠—

Allegra cried out as she came, her inner muscles pulsing around my dick in hard, awesome tugs.

“Allegra!” My spine stiffened as I peaked, my balls drawing up and then the release exploding through me. My dick throbbed as I shuddered against her, coming into the condom with such intensity it was a wonder the bloody thing didn’t come off inside her. “Jesus.” I trembled, resting my forehead on her shoulder as I continued to shake through the aftershocks of release.

The sound of us both trying to catch our breath and the scent of sex made me want to do it all over again.

See? Never enough.

“Mind-blowing,” I murmured hoarsely, thinking of her words to Ursula.

She giggled. A tender ache speared across my chest.

“Hey, Jared.”

“Mmm-hmm?” I brushed a kiss across her throat, loath to leave her body.

“How would you feel about tying me up to fuck me?”

I froze, not certain I’d heard her correctly. Lifting my gaze, I searched her face. She was flushed but her expression was serious. “Say that again?”

“I thought we could try you tying me to the bed. It might be nice.”

It might be nice?

“I think you might be the most perfect woman in the world.”

Her gorgeous face split into a wide smile. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Twenty-Seven

Jared

After years of living in Ardnoch, I was used to the vast differences of life in the village depending on the season. While tourists visited all year round, they were fewer during the winter months. Tables in the cafés and pub opened up, and Castle Street was quieter in the evenings.


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