“I haven’t had a clear thought for anythin’ else but you, and I cannae see goin’ forward in m’life without ye.”
“And I find myself wanting you as I’ve never wanted a man before,” she said, pressing herself against him. It made him want to throw her over his shoulder, hie on down to his room, and r****h her. She reached up on her toes kissed him. “But I can only marry you on one condition. I need to hear you say it.”
“Whatever it is, yes,” he said, pressing his kiss down the long graceful column of her neck. She was melting like butter in the sun under his lips. The lass was his, and he wanted to shout it to the entire country.
"I need to know for certain that you're not doing this out of sympathy, because I—"
He took her hand and pressed it on his hard c**k. "There's no sympathy here
