I’d hold her to that.
The day drew on, and the storm worsened. By eight, the evening crowd took their desserts to go and made their ways home. I sent the staff with them until there were only two of us left.
Autumn bolted the door on the swirling snow and turned to face me.
All day, I’d expected a return of Cindy. Yesterday’s display had not only been awkward, but she’d upset the bairn—a wrongdoing I couldn’t forgive. Maybe she’d accepted the fact I wasn’t ever going back to her, but I also knew she was in a dark place.
I wasn’t the man to help her.
Now, with the deadbolt in place, I finally relaxed.
“You know, I should really leave, too.” Autumn strolled the length of the room. She reached the fireplace and stooped to collect a log. A flare of sparks rose where she tossed it into the grate.
“Aye, ye should. You’ll be stuck here, otherwise.”
“I called home. Benjamin’s asleep and had a good evening. He won’t wake until six or seven tomorrow morning. As long as I’m home by then…” She let the sentence drift into the space between us.
Holy fuck. I had her all night?
Suddenly, there was nothing else in my head than getting on her, in her, and possessing her.
I stalked down the room but stopped abruptly and changed direction. I’d had an idea. I veered right to the store cupboard off the hallway. In there was a sheepskin rug I’d bought to go in front of the fire but hadn’t yet used. Perfect for what I now had in mind.
I hauled it out and stripped the wrapping then strode back into the bar and set it in place.
Autumn’s eyes widened.
“Clothes off,” I ordered, standing over her. “I want ye naked and lying on that rug.”
“Whoa. Anyone would think this was a fantasy of yours.” She took the hem of her Bhaltair’s shirt and pulled it over her head.
My mouth watered at the sight of her. Her round tits overspilling her black bra…
Then she shimmied out of her skirt then kicked off her shoes and stepped onto the rug.
“I said naked,” I repeated. “I want that gorgeous body ready for me, nothing in the way.”
“You’re fully dressed. This time, I want to see all of you. Not just your dick. Strip, big man.” She raised a wry eyebrow and waited, her hands on her hips.
Yeah, about that… A small ripple of doubt rose in me, but I slid my jacket from my shoulders and toed off my boots. I knew I had a body lasses admired, but that wasn’t what had me wincing. A year ago, when life had been a million miles from where it was now, when I’d held a newborn bairn in my arms and called him my own, I’d got myself a permanent reminder of that duty.
I stripped my shirt.
Autumn watched me, her teeth on her lower lip. The second she saw it, her jaw dropped.
In black tattooed letters, the name ‘Archie’ stood out on my side.
To her credit, Autumn didn’t say a word. Instead, her gaze drifted over my form, and her expression rapidly turned back from shock to heat.
I shucked off the rest of my clothes in a second and moved in on her. The firelight and the low glow from the bar were the only illumination in the room. Autumn’s skin gleamed, and energy charged me.
I gathered her in my arms and took her lips with mine. She didn’t miss a beat, and in a second, the kiss grew dirty, open-mouthed and wet. That was what I enjoyed most about this lass—her needs matched mine. She wanted to be bossed around but she also gave as good as she got.
I had so many plans for her.
First, the need to fuck her and come inside her reigned supreme. It had built to towering heights over the past couple of days and it crested now.
I picked her up and dropped us both to the soft rug. Then I rolled her to her front and made swift work of unhooking her bra, grappling her breasts for good measure.
“Take those knickers off or lose them,” I growled.
“Tear them off me,” Autumn threw back.
Aye, all right then. In a swift snatch, the underwear was shredded, and her bare, pert arse waited for my attention.
“Fuck,” Autumn said. “That was hot. I like you being rough.”
I’d guessed that from before. “I’ve waited too long for this, so listen good. I’m going to use you as my plaything this first time. I’ll fuck ye hard and make ye come on my cock. Do ye hear me, lass?”
“Aye,” she replied cheekily and raised her backside in the air provocatively.
I shifted to move between her legs.
“Arse up, head down,” I commanded.
Autumn complied, and I took her thighs in my hands then raised her legs over my shoulders, fixing my mouth on her sweet pussy.
She gasped and buried her face in her hands as I licked into her, holding her slight weight up with one hand. The taste of her sent me into a frenzy. With my free hand, I stroked my painfully hard cock a couple of times then reached out to grab her tits.
“I want you to fuck me.” She moaned.
“Patience.” I pulled away then slapped her backside once—and hard. Now I knew for sure she liked to play, I’d give her what she needed.
“Again.” She pushed against me.
“Bossy wee thing, aren’t you?” I laid a nice slap on her again, my hand bouncing off her taut arse cheek.
“Oh God, Bull.” She twisted and turned around to face me, then she dove on my mouth, kissing the ever-loving fuck out of me. “Condom. Now,” she demanded, breaking her lips from mine.
I snatched my jeans and found the packet and covered myself before she’d had time to blink. Then I had her astride my lap so we were face to face.
Autumn rose, took me in hand, and got in position. Then, in pure torturous slow motion, she impaled herself on me.
We both exhaled hard.
I’d planned to fuck her from behind, but this was better. Her gorgeous face wasn’t hidden. The way she bit her lip as I stretched her had my blood surging.
“You’re so big.” Her eyes shuttered closed and she inched lower. “Almost too big. You have no idea how incredible that feels.”
“Good to know,” I forced out. Need surged, but Autumn wasn’t ready, so I ducked my head and buried my face in her breasts, sucking on her and making myself crazier still.
Finally, she bottomed out, and I was as deep as I could be.
Autumn gave a small whimper and rocked carefully on my lap. “Fuck,” she whispered.
I had no answer. My mind was away.
She gripped my shoulders and rose, riding me just an inch before dropping and grinding down on me.
“Christ,” I muttered, stemming the urge to take over. I propped myself back on one arm so I could get a better view of her arched body. So fucking gorgeous. “Make yourself come on me. Use me.”
Autumn gave a moan in response, then her eyes closed, she breathed deeply and began a rhythmic rise and fall.
I watched, clamping down my own longing to be in control.
“Ye are so beautiful,” I told her. “Sexiest woman I ever saw.”
“Touch me,” she directed.
No need to tell me twice. I reached out and ran my palm down her body from her throat to the centre of her. I found her clit and made circles over it with my thumb.
“More!”
I increased the pressure.
Then I pulled my hand back and smacked her clit. Only a light slap, but she dragged in a breath.