To Marry A Scottish Laird by Lynsay Sands Page B

as her hips moved, eagerly riding his fingers.
    Concentrating on what he was doing, Cam was caught completely by surprise when she suddenly moved her own hand between them to wrap it around his erection. Breaking their kiss on a gasp, he threw his head back, his teeth snapping together as her fingers began to move on him. Her touch was tentative, she obviously wasn’t sure of what she was doing, and he closed his free hand around hers, urging her to use a firmer grasp, and then immediately regretted it as his cock jumped in her hands. Cam nearly found his release right then, and soon would if she continued at what she was doing. To ensure that didn’t happen, he dragged her hand away and then caught her by the backs of the legs, spreading her thighs even as he used his hold to raise her against the cliff face.
    Jo instinctively caught at his shoulders and leaned her upper body forward to avoid it being scraped across the rock. It put her head by his ear, which was the only reason he heard her moan as he eased her down onto his erection. Cam caught the last of the moan with his mouth, kissing her as he began to thrust in and out of her at an angle that allowed him to rub against her core as he withdrew and surged back in. Jo’s kisses were hot and wet in response, her legs wrapped around him, crossed at the ankle and drove into his behind egging him on, and her fingers knotted in his hair and tugged almost painfully with demand as she sought the release she now knew waited for her.
    It excited the hell out of Cam and made him drive harder and faster into her. Even so, he didn’t think either of them were prepared for release when it came. It hit hard and fast, exploding over him like lightning so that he clawed his fingers into her hips and broke their kiss on a shout of triumph that drowned out Jo’s own scream.
    When it ended, Cam was left sagging against Jo, pinning her to the cliff face with his body as he rested his forehead against the cold stone beside her head. He felt weak as a kitten, as if every last drop of strength in his body had been sucked out of him. He was even trembling. Afraid his legs might give out beneath them did he stay here much longer, Cam eased away from Jo. She immediately unhooked her legs and let them drop to the ground to take her own weight, but her head didn’t move from his shoulder and her arms remained clasped around his upper back. After a brief hesitation where he debated whether he could manage the feat or not, Cam scooped her up in his arms and turned to jump off the large boulders that made up the ledge they stood on. The water in front of the falls was about shoulder deep. They were both briefly submerged as he instinctively bent his knees to reduce the impact of the landing, but it was very briefly. Fortunately, Jo had apparently been prepared for that. At least she didn’t come out sputtering and spitting up water when he straightened and the water dropped to shoulder level.
    The water was taking some of her weight now and Jo was barely more than floating in his arms, so Cam paused briefly to allow his muscles to regain some of their strength. Not that she was heavy, but weak as he was, he was concerned about carrying her out of the water otherwise.
    When he paused, Jo lifted her head to him in question and Cam couldn’t resist lowering his head to kiss her again. He’d meant it to merely be an affectionate brushing of lips, but the moment his mouth touched hers, something began to fizzle inside him and he found himself deepening the kiss. Jo responded in kind and that just made the reawakening passion explode back to full blown life between them.
    The returning passion brought his strength back with it, and even as he kissed her, Cam began moving through the water toward shore. By the time the water fell away, leaving him to bear her full weight, he had no problem carrying her and in a trice he was laying her on his plaid and coming down on top of her.
    Jo welcomed him with