Chapter 24

24

C alder and the others had left, and there was neither sight nor sound of the carriage driver. The woods were dark, but Roselyn did not feel afraid, there in Braden's arms, as they lay back together in the carriage. He kissed her, their arms around one another, their kiss becoming more passionate as they were caught up in the moment of their shared expressions of love.

"Tell me ye will nae go back to England?" he said, their foreheads pressed against one another, their arms around one another, as Braden pulled at the sleeves of her dress, exposing her breasts.

"I promise I'll not go back to England. I want to stay here with you. I want to stay here forever," she replied, and he kissed her on the neck, pulling her more closely into his embrace.

"I never want to see ye go. I had to come after ye. I was like a madman possessed," he said, as she pulled at the buttons on his shirt and felt him stiffening against her.

"And I was a fool to leave. I don't know what I was thinking. I was already beginning to doubt myself, and—" she stammered, but his lips silenced her, pressing against hers with a passionate intensity, their bodies entwined, caught up in the moment of their pleasure.

He planted kisses along her neck as she pulled at the buttons of his shirt, exposing his chest, and running her hands across his torso. He pulled at his breeches, exposing himself, and Roselyn took him in her hands, causing him to gasp as he stiffened, his face flushed with pleasure. The skirts of her dress were pulled back, his hands now searching her out, their lips meeting, caught up in one another's passion.

Roselyn pulled at her dress, exposing herself fully to his touch, his tongue now trailing over her breasts and across her body, causing her to shudder with delight, her eyes rolling back, as his stiffening length began to rub against the center of her pleasure.

She held his head, bucking her hips, his tongue bringing her to ecstasies she had never known before. He slipped his hands beneath her thighs, lifted and then entered her, causing her to cry out.

"Braden…" she gasped, as now he brought her legs over his shoulders, the carriage creaking and buckling as his length pressed into her, their lips meeting in a frenzied passion.

She had hold of his arms, gazing up into his eyes, his rhythm growing stronger. But it was a rhythm she shared, knowing she could control his passion, as she slowed their pace, allowing the pleasure to flow through her, the sensation of his touch sending shivers down her spine.

He was breathless, his eyes closed, towering over her, before bringing himself to bear down on her again. This time, Roselyn allowed it, giving way to his rhythm, enjoying the sensation and the hold she had over him.

"I will show ye what ye mean to me," he whispered, pausing for a moment, before sinking further down, allowing his fullness to press into her, their bodies as one.

"Yes, please," she replied, looking up at him, as she raised her arms above her head, lying back and allowing him to bring them to the climax they both desired.

His rhythm grew stronger, his gaze more intent, staring into her eyes, their lips growing closer. He was breathless now, his hands clasped under her thighs, his hips bucking, and with a sudden cry he gave forth, finding his release.

The heat building in her loins gave way, and, with a shudder and cry of ecstasy, Roselyn, too, gave forth, her whole body flooded with the ecstasy of her climax. Breathless, they collapsed, their lips pressed together, their arms around one another, before lying back together, as Roselyn slipped her arms around Braden's neck.

"I love ye, lass," he whispered, and Roselyn smiled.

"And I think you've just shown me, as well as told me," she replied.