Redemption (Book Two of the Shipwrecked Series) (13 page)

Sarah’s hands
buried in his hair and she tore out the leather throng that bound it back.  She
arched against her husband as he suckled her.  The feeling of his hot mouth on
her sensitive nipple sent waves of pleasure to the place between her thighs.  Sarah
felt desire building there and as Quinn continued his sweet torment, kissing, and
licking and suckling her breast, Sarah’s desire for her husband built to a
point that she could no longer bear.

“Quinn!” she cried
out, pressing herself against his erection and using her hands to move his
mouth away from her breast.

Quinn smiled
devilishly at her.  “Aye, love?” he asked, looking intently at his aroused wife
with his knowing, steely eyes.

“I need you,” she
said softly, rubbing herself intimately against his length as she confessed her
growing desire to feel her husband inside of her.

“I need ye too, love”
Quinn said huskily as he held Sarah’s gaze and again lowered his lips to her
nipple playfully.  “But no yet.  I’ve a mind tae take this slow, tae make ye
near mad with the wanting,” he whispered deliciously as he returned his
attention to Sarah’s breasts and trailed his hand languidly over her belly.  He
stopped to circle her navel twice and was rewarded when goose bumps broke out
on Sarah’s skin.  He chuckled approvingly against her breast and took her fully
into his mouth as he parted her delicate folds with his fingers.

“Quinn!” Sarah
called out as her fist knotted in the fabric of the coverlet.  “Quinn, I can’t
take any more, I can’t…I need…” she broke off as she lost the ability to speak.

Quinn’s fingers
had begun to move against the intimate flesh of Sarah’s womanhood and the
delicious sensation of his fingers moving against her, pleasuring her, coupled
with his mouth on her nipple had rendered Sarah completely speechless.  She
writhed against her husband now, moaning and whispering his name softly as he
pleasured her.

Touching the slick
wetness of Sarah’s desire caused Quinn’s cock to throb painfully in his pants. 
She was so wet for him.  She was more than ready and he ached to be inside of
her.  He denied himself, gritting his teeth and returning his attention to
Sarah’s breast.  He suckled her softly, making circles around the sensitive nub
of her nipple with his tongue as he stroked Sarah intimately between her
thighs.

Sarah’s breathing
was ragged now and she melted against the bed.  She surrendered herself
completely to the pleasure that he husband gave her, all the while wondering if
her heart was going to beat right out of her chest.  There seemed to be a
direct connection from her sensitive breasts to the intimate flesh between her
thighs.  Quinn worked this connection expertly, teasing her tender breasts with
his mouth as he moved his fingers deliciously against her most intimate flesh.

Instinctively,
Sarah parted her legs wider, welcoming Quinn to touch her.  As if sensing her
need, Quinn slipped a finger into Sarah’s tight sheath.  He groaned when he
felt her smooth flesh surrounding him, squeezing him delightfully as he moved
his finger slowly in and out of her.  Sarah moaned loudly and Quinn used the
pad of his thumb to brush the bead of her desire while his slid his finger gently
in and out of her.

Quinn tore his
mouth away from Sarah’s breast and buried his face in her hair.  He gritted his
teeth as he continued to pleasure his wife, gliding gently in and out of the
core of her womanhood.  Making love to his wife with his hand was almost more
than he could bear.  The exquisite love play made his cock ache to be inside of
Sarah.  Each time he pushed his finger deeply into her wetness, his hips
followed suit, grinding against Sarah with the desire to push himself into her.

Sarah called out
his name loudly and raked her nails over the skin of his back.  She pulled her
husband close and inhaled his heady, masculine scent as he drove her wild with
the expert touch of his fingers.  Quinn answered her call by sliding a second
finger into her sheath and the delicious stretching that this yielded caused
Sarah to almost come undone.

Quinn felt her
muscles begin to quiver against his fingers and he slowed his rhythm.

“Not yet, love,”
he whispered as he kissed her neck and slowly withdrew his fingers.  “I want ye
tae come with me inside of ye.  Not yet,” he whispered again as he rose up
above his wife.

Sarah moaned in
protest as Quinn withdrew completely from her and stood beside the bed.  She
needed him to touch her, needed him inside of her.  Now.  Her muscles trembled
with need and the flesh between her thighs ached to be filled.

Quinn stepped out
of his pants and kicked them aside.  He felt Sarah’s gaze settle on his bulging
erection and was pleased that he did not see fear in her eyes.  He had been
worried that she would fear him based upon her last experience with a man. 
What he saw in Sarah’s eyes was quite the opposite of fear.  He saw love and he
saw intense desire.  His wife wanted him.

Shuddering as he
joined Sarah on the bed, he knelt briefly between her spread thighs and looked
down at his wife.  She smiled softly up at him and grabbed his hand, pulling
him down on top of her as she captured his lips in a hungry kiss.  Quinn
growled with pleasure as he settled beneath her parted thighs.

Sarah slid her
hand over the warm skin of Quinn’s back and held his buttocks, pulling him
towards her as she bent her knees in preparation for his entry.  She kissed him
deeply, delighting in the taste of her husband as his tongue brushed eagerly
against her own.

Quinn broke their
kiss and rested his forehead atop hers, staring deeply into her green-brown
eyes.

“I love ye sae
much, Sarah,” he whispered softly.  His voice trembled with need as he looked
down at his wife.  “I need ye sae badly,” he confessed.

“Take me, Quinn. 
I want you so much,” she whispered as she smiled up at him.  She brushed her
lips tenderly over his and squeezed his muscled buttocks, giving him all of the
further invitation that he needed.  Heat pooled at her core and she needed
release.

Taking his cock in
his hand, Quinn positioned himself at the entrance to Sarah’s body.  He knew that
this would be the first time that she had a man inside of her since she had
given birth and Quinn vowed that he would be gentle as he took her.  His
muscles shook with the effort that it took not to drive into her powerfully.  He
moaned with pleasure as he guided his cock into her tight, wet sheath.  He sank
into her slowly, inch by delicious inch.  A growl of all consuming pleasure
escaped from Quinn’s lips when he was seated fully, buried deep within Sarah’s
sheath.

“Ye feel sae
good,” he said between gritted teeth, his voice trembling with the effort that
it took to restrain himself.

Sarah brought her
knees up now, wrapping her arms tightly around Quinn’s neck.  Sensations of
immense pleasure flooded her body as Quinn’s cock stretched her, filled her
completely.  It felt so good to hold him inside of her.  She felt so close to
her husband at this moment.

Quinn moved
slowly, having given Sarah a moment to adjust to his invasion.  He pulled his
cock back slightly and slid back into her wetness, shaking as feelings of
pleasure spread through his body.  His movement caused Sarah to cry out with
her overwhelming pleasure and she bit his shoulder, arching against him in an
effort to draw him more deeply inside of her.

Unable to hold
back any longer, Quinn relented to the instincts of his body and began to move
against Sarah.  He pulled his cock out of her and then drove into her, pumping
his hips against hers as he found the rhythm of their lovemaking.  Sarah’s
nails scored the flesh of his shoulders and he growled in approval as her hips
rose to meet his with every thrust. 

Quinn’s powerful
thrusts caused delicious pressure to build within Sarah.  With each thrust of
his hips he seated himself firmly inside of her, then withdrew himself almost
completely.  The friction of Quinn moving inside of her, stroking her most
delicate skin was threatening to cause Sarah to come undone.

Quinn fought
against his release, seeking to pleasure Sarah completely before he allowed
himself to come.  He grasped her hips and pulled her hard against him, growling
as he sunk his cock fully into her heat.  Being inside of Sarah was too much,
almost more pleasure than he could withstand.  She was too much, and yet not
enough.  He would never get enough of loving her like this.

Sarah wanted to
shatter around Quinn, never having felt such intense physical love, such
passion before.  Quinn’s finger slid between them and he found the nub of her
desire, stroking her erotically as he thrust into her wetness.  When his lips
found her sensate nipple, Sarah felt the first blinding rush of her release. 
Her body began to quiver and she felt herself shattering, coming apart around
her husband.

Quinn felt the
first waves of Sarah’s orgasm and he sped up the intensity of his thrusts,
pumping into her forcefully as he coaxed her with his fingers.  His lips
suckled her tender breasts and he drove into her again and again, losing
himself in the unflagging joy of pleasuring his wife.

Sarah screamed in
ecstasy as the full pleasure of her orgasm overwhelmed her senses.  She clung
to her husband and came apart around him as she found her release.  Never
before had she climaxed with a man inside of her.  Never had she experienced
such complete surrender.  Her muscles trembled as wave after wave of orgasm overtook
her.  Precious sensations of love and pleasure spiraled throughout her body –
feelings that she never wanted to end.

Unable to hold
back any longer, Quinn rose up above Sarah and took her hips in his hands.  He
thrust into her hard once, withdrew and then buried himself within her as he
found his own release.  He let his head fall back as his orgasm came
powerfully, shaking him to the core of his being.  Waves of pleasure shot down
his spine and his cock bucked in response as he spilled his seed deep inside of
his wife.

Once he regained
control, he looked tenderly down at Sarah.  She lay against the bed beneath
him, completely satiated from the power of their lovemaking.  Quinn smiled as
he looked down at his wife.

Sarah reached up
and pushed back the lock of hair that had fallen over Quinn’s brow.  She sighed
as she trailed her fingers over the stubble on his cheek and guided his lips to
hers for a tender kiss.

“I love you, Quinn
Murray,” she whispered and she pulled her husband down on top of her and settled
her arms about his shoulders.  The act of love that had just transpired between
them was more beautiful than anything she had ever witnessed.  Her heart
swelled with love for Quinn as she held him close, toying with his hair as she
felt his breath hot against her neck.

“I love ye too,”
he whispered, kissing Sarah’s collarbone as he propped himself up on his elbow
so that he could look at his wife.

..ooOoo..

Chapter Nine

“Ye’d best cover
yerself a bit,” Quinn said to his wife, despite the fact that he was enjoying
his wife’s nakedness.  “I’ve asked that a bath be brought up when ye finish
feeding Mairi.”

“A bath?” Sarah
asked eagerly as she turned the decadent idea over in her mind.  “What a
treat!  She’s done,” she said softly as she pulled the coverlet over her breast
and wiped Mairi’s tiny mouth.

“That was quick,”
Quinn said teasingly as he reached down to take the sleeping baby.  “Ye doona
need tae tell me twice,” he joked as he wrapped their sleeping daughter in a
blanket and took her to Anna’s room next door.  He was thankful that he had the
forethought to ask Rowan and Anna to stay.  As much as he loved Mairi, he
wanted some more time alone with his wife.

..ooOoo..

“This is
heavenly,” Sarah said as she sank up to her ears in the steaming water.  Never
before had she seen such a huge wooden tub, big enough to accommodate both her
and her husband. Never before had she enjoyed bathing so much.

Her toes reached
over and toyed with Quinn’s chest.  He was absolutely delicious sitting across
from her in the tub.  His hair was unbound and fell dripping about his
shoulders.  He looked so relaxed and happy reclining against the wooden tub. 
Warm water lapped at the well-developed muscles of his chest and Sarah felt the
desire building between her thighs as she admired her beautiful husband.

 Surprising her,
he grabbed her foot with lightning speed and ran his fingernail over the arch
of her foot, sending shivers up Sarah’s spine.

“Aye.  Heavenly,”
he whispered as he kissed the arch of Sarah’s foot.  “I could show ye something
else that’s heavenly if yer ready tae get out?” he asked suggestively, almost
as if he read Sarah’s mind.  He ran his fingers up the length of Sarah’s leg
and squeezing her thigh beneath the water.

“Is that so, Mr.
Murray?” Sarah asked teasingly as she trailed her foot down his chest, over his
abdominal muscles and lower.  Her toes brushed against his erection and she
smiled as Quinn grabbed her foot again.

“Aye, that is so,
Mrs. Murray.  I think that ye should get out of this tub.  Now,” he warned
playfully as he reached over the side of the large wooden tub and tossed a
towel to his wife.

Sarah took the
towel and stepped out of the tub.  She made a spectacle of drying herself,
running the towel and her fingers over her breasts and down her belly as she
closed her eyes in mock ecstasy.

Quinn leapt out of
the tub and was beside her in an instant.  He had sloshed water all over the
floor, but neither of them cared.  He swept Sarah up towel and all and carried
her over to the roaring fire.  Water beaded on his well-muscled body, and Sarah
swallowed hard.  Never had Quinn looked more attractive, more alluring than he
did right now.  The heat in his eyes caused the desire that was building
between her thighs to throb in anticipation.