to spur to life in her
imagination. When he stepped toward her, tension coiled in her pussy and her
breasts ached for his touch. The world around her seemed to disappear as he
became her solitary focus.
He moved with the grace and skill of a well-trained
predator. Water dripped from him, running down his wide chest, trickling along
his abdomen, causing her gaze to follow the sensual trail straight to his
glorious cock. Padon closed the distance between them, cupping her face in his
hands. He leaned forward, taking her lips with his into a soft, warm kiss. His
hands tangled in her curls. He kissed a path to her ear and whispered words
that melted her heart as he hugged her close to him.
Her will to remain immune to his touch faded. The stiffness
she forced to her stance relaxed as the warmth of his body radiated around her,
heating her flesh and igniting her needs.
“Mi wee one, I need ye ta show mi the way. I know not the
path o’ this world.” He leaned back, placing a small gap between them. Panic
and fear flickered in his gaze if only for a split second and it nearly floored
her to hear him say, “Fear lives within mi for the first time in mi life. I
know not what ta do.”
These were words she didn’t expect and it took her a few
moments to gather her thoughts. Lynn touched his cheek then brushed a dripping
strand of hair from his brow. Holding his timid gaze, she spoke from her heart.
“I will help you, Padon. There is nothing to fear. I will help you find your
way. Think of this as a new, exciting adventure and all will be right in your
world.”
He touched his brow to hers as he held her tight. “Thank ye,
mi wee one. Ye be the strength I needs ta flourish where I would flounder and
fail otherwise.”
“I doubt you would ever flounder or fail at anything you set
your mind to, Padon.”
Their lips found one another. Each drew strength and desire
through their touch. His cock rubbed against her abdomen, increasing the heat
already ignited within her. The kiss turned passionate and it was all she could
do to end it.
Think Jasper. Think Eddie.
The words whispered through her brain and forced her to pull
from the wonderful tastiness of his mouth. “Padon,” she said huskily against
his lips, “Jasper’s time is short. The angels call him home. There is much you
two need to discuss before he leaves.”
“Umm.” Padon sighed. “Ye be right, mi wee one. He be the
reason for much o’ the turmoil within mi.”
“I know.” Lynn smiled up at him. “Go to him. Talk. Listen.
Enjoy the last few hours he has to spend. Remember the good, not the bad.”
Padon released her and brushed a finger down her nose. “How
did ye get so smart?”
Lynn straightened her shoulders and grinned. “I’m a woman.
We’re born that way.”
His laughter rolled around the cave, causing her to laugh
along with him. With a well-placed kiss to her cheek, he turned, grabbed his
kilt and walked into the tunnel at the back of the cave. Lynn knew they needed
some time alone so she picked up the deerskin blanket and made her way to the
fire. Looking down, she shook her head at the damp state of her clothes and
wondered if she’d ever be dry again.
* * * * *
Right before the sun came up, Lynn followed the sound of
their voices and found them hanging out by the stream. She lingered on the
natural stairs and watched, feeling like an intruder, but couldn’t help
admiring the pair of friends. They were laughing and carrying on as if nothing
had ever separated them. She eavesdropped and heard a funny story shared
between them that had her covering her mouth, trying to stifle her laugh.
But she failed. Jasper called out to her. “Come join us,
lass. We are but reminiscing about ol’ times.”
Lynn moved to sit beside Jasper facing Padon. “I’m sorry. I
was curious as to how you two were doing.”
“We be fairing very well,” Jasper stated then smiled. His
eyes shone brighter than ever and Lynn sensed his happiness, but
imagination. When he stepped toward her, tension coiled in her pussy and her
breasts ached for his touch. The world around her seemed to disappear as he
became her solitary focus.
He moved with the grace and skill of a well-trained
predator. Water dripped from him, running down his wide chest, trickling along
his abdomen, causing her gaze to follow the sensual trail straight to his
glorious cock. Padon closed the distance between them, cupping her face in his
hands. He leaned forward, taking her lips with his into a soft, warm kiss. His
hands tangled in her curls. He kissed a path to her ear and whispered words
that melted her heart as he hugged her close to him.
Her will to remain immune to his touch faded. The stiffness
she forced to her stance relaxed as the warmth of his body radiated around her,
heating her flesh and igniting her needs.
“Mi wee one, I need ye ta show mi the way. I know not the
path o’ this world.” He leaned back, placing a small gap between them. Panic
and fear flickered in his gaze if only for a split second and it nearly floored
her to hear him say, “Fear lives within mi for the first time in mi life. I
know not what ta do.”
These were words she didn’t expect and it took her a few
moments to gather her thoughts. Lynn touched his cheek then brushed a dripping
strand of hair from his brow. Holding his timid gaze, she spoke from her heart.
“I will help you, Padon. There is nothing to fear. I will help you find your
way. Think of this as a new, exciting adventure and all will be right in your
world.”
He touched his brow to hers as he held her tight. “Thank ye,
mi wee one. Ye be the strength I needs ta flourish where I would flounder and
fail otherwise.”
“I doubt you would ever flounder or fail at anything you set
your mind to, Padon.”
Their lips found one another. Each drew strength and desire
through their touch. His cock rubbed against her abdomen, increasing the heat
already ignited within her. The kiss turned passionate and it was all she could
do to end it.
Think Jasper. Think Eddie.
The words whispered through her brain and forced her to pull
from the wonderful tastiness of his mouth. “Padon,” she said huskily against
his lips, “Jasper’s time is short. The angels call him home. There is much you
two need to discuss before he leaves.”
“Umm.” Padon sighed. “Ye be right, mi wee one. He be the
reason for much o’ the turmoil within mi.”
“I know.” Lynn smiled up at him. “Go to him. Talk. Listen.
Enjoy the last few hours he has to spend. Remember the good, not the bad.”
Padon released her and brushed a finger down her nose. “How
did ye get so smart?”
Lynn straightened her shoulders and grinned. “I’m a woman.
We’re born that way.”
His laughter rolled around the cave, causing her to laugh
along with him. With a well-placed kiss to her cheek, he turned, grabbed his
kilt and walked into the tunnel at the back of the cave. Lynn knew they needed
some time alone so she picked up the deerskin blanket and made her way to the
fire. Looking down, she shook her head at the damp state of her clothes and
wondered if she’d ever be dry again.
* * * * *
Right before the sun came up, Lynn followed the sound of
their voices and found them hanging out by the stream. She lingered on the
natural stairs and watched, feeling like an intruder, but couldn’t help
admiring the pair of friends. They were laughing and carrying on as if nothing
had ever separated them. She eavesdropped and heard a funny story shared
between them that had her covering her mouth, trying to stifle her laugh.
But she failed. Jasper called out to her. “Come join us,
lass. We are but reminiscing about ol’ times.”
Lynn moved to sit beside Jasper facing Padon. “I’m sorry. I
was curious as to how you two were doing.”
“We be fairing very well,” Jasper stated then smiled. His
eyes shone brighter than ever and Lynn sensed his happiness, but
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