Kilted Lover by Nicole North

don’t have to watch them.”
    Well, since she had a keen interest in getting intimate with him again, she capitulated and sat on the sofa. When her gaze drifted to the small window, she couldn’t believe the naughty display. She immediately covered her eyes. “They changed positions!” And this one left nothing to the imagination. They must have known Scott came into the room. “Are you sure they can’t see us?”
    “No. It’s dark in here.”
    “Whew!”
    “Want me to tell you what they’re doing?” Scott murmured in her ear.
    “I know what they’re doing. It’s kind of obvious.” She kept her eyes covered.
    “Let me explain in detail.” The smile was evident in his voice. “She’s sitting on him with her back to him. Their legs are spread, giving us a clear view of all the action. She’s riding his dick like she’s wild for it. Her breasts are bouncing.” Scott pulled her earlobe into his mouth and nibbled. He splayed his big hand on her stomach, tugging her against him. “Mmm, that makes me want to suck your nipples.”
    A sudden rush of arousal bubbled through Leslie, and she gasped with the force of it. She wanted Scott to do a lot more than suck her nipples. She yanked her shirt over her head. He unfastened her bra, flung it away, and then knelt before her, between her legs. Taking her breasts into his hands, he drew one nipple into his mouth. He flicked the tip of his tongue across it back and forth, stimulating it to a hard bead. She arched her back, giving him all he wanted, and hugged him to her.
    “Mmm, yeah,” he moaned.
    Her gaze drifted to the window and she saw what he’d described. The man lay on his back, the woman on top of him, face up. The man’s hands held her thighs aloft while he drove into her over and over. His testicles bounced with each hard thrust. His glistening penis was large but not as impressive as Scott’s.
    Leslie ached with need now. Scott switched to her other breast, sucking and licking. She buried her hands in his hair and held his head. Her mind flashed back to when they first met. She’d wanted him on sight and now she knew why. They had incredible chemistry. He turned her on like a thousand-watt bulb.
    A bit shocked at herself, she observed the spectacle out the window. The woman was now switched around and sucking the man’s staff while she straddled his face. Since Leslie had little experience with oral sex, she watched the woman’s technique. She held his shaft at the base and pushed the head deep as it would go. It had to be going down her throat. Then the woman stroked his shaft up and down with one hand while giving the head a working over with her tongue as if it were an ice cream cone. Leslie would love to do that to Scott. Then the woman sat on the man’s cock with her legs splayed wide. The man pistoned his hips, thrusting fast and hard.
    “I knew you’d like watching,” Scott said.
    “What? No, I don’t.”
    He grinned, sat beside her, and pulled her onto his lap.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Relax,” he whispered, her bare back against his chest and his breath hot in her ear—like in the car, like in her fantasy.
    She nestled her derriere against his erection. He stroked a hand upward and closed the warmth of his fingers over her breast. He moaned into her ear and rolled her aroused nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
    “You watch the show and I’ll take care of you.” His other hand trailed downward, and he untied the drawstring waist of her shorts. Her anticipation was so great, she couldn’t breathe. He slid his hand between her spread legs and into her moist heat. She almost blasted off like a rocket, she craved his touch so badly.
    “Mmm, Les,” he hissed. “You’re not wearing panties.”
    “I washed them.”
    He stroked and circled her clit, spreading her moisture.
    “Scott, I want you.”
    He slipped a finger inside her and she could do nothing but thrust her hips and writhe, wanting something bigger than his