A Highlander For Christmas

Dreams or Reality

I was feeling nice and warm, maybe a tad too warm, but I am not complaining, it was quite pleasant. Snuggling closer to the warmth, someone moaned and I scowled as the pillow I was using shifted beneath me.

"Stop grabbing me there, lass, or we are going to end up doing something we will regret." My eyes flew open, and I was face to crotch with Mack. Oh no! He grabbed my face, and his eyes were smoldering. Well, if this was a dream, why not go for it? I should kiss the surly man.

I reached up and pushed his shirt off and spread my hands over the hard planes of his chest, he leaned down and brushed his lips against mine. I growled and yanked him closer to me, shoving my tongue down his throat, and climbed into his lap.

He pulled back from me panting heavily. Brushing the hair out of my face he leaned in again and trailed his lips down my neck and my breath hitched as I felt him press against me. Oh, he was not shy at all, and I remember he was completely nude under his kilt.

Somewhere in my s*x-crazed brain, there was a neighing of a horse. Why would a horse be here? I looked up from nuzzling his neck and saw my ex standing in the mouth of the cave. My jaw dropped, what was he doing here? He was ruining a perfect moment.

"Get out of here you jerk." He laughed and moved deeper into the cave, Mack moaned against my ear, and I flipped off the apparition of my ex and went back to making out with Mack.

"Wake up lass, it is time to go." Groaning, I went back to feeling up Mack, oh he was absolutely ripped. I was living out every girl's Outlander fantasy. I can see the thrill of having a fling with a hot Scotsman. There was something charming about them, even if Mack was surly.

Something kept poking me in the ear and it was uncomfortable and weird. I swatted at the offending thing that was poking me and there was a loud growl as I was hauled up and off Mack's lap.

My eyes flew open, and I was staring at Mack whose face was very red and I looked down at his lap and saw that he was very happy. My ears started burning and I tried to get some distance between us, I tripped over the blanket and ended up nearly face first into his lap and I squeaked as I saw his tadger tenting his kilt.

"Ok lass, easy does it." His voice was a low growl that did things to my stomach. He helped me up and looked at me with tenderness and lust in his eyes.

"I am so sorry about errr.." I waved to the puptent in his kilt. He chuckled and put his head on top of mine, and I was enveloped in his musky scent.

"Tis no problem lass, but whoever this Scott person is, I swear if I ever see him I will.." I put my finger to his lips and shook my head.

"Water under the bridge, I am going to head back to the house you can stay if you want and tell your sisters I want to meet them." I ruffled his hair and grabbed Ebony's reins. It was somewhat awkward for me, but I also sense that it could be awkward for him as well.

"Thank you for everything Mack and umm, thanks for threatening bodily harm against my ex. He cheated on me, and that is why I ran away from America to here. I wanted to start a new adventure and life and well I can say I have done pretty well so far." I winked at him and waved him off. I found some rocks and led Ebony over to them. I hopped up on the rocks and scrambled into her saddle. Digging my heels into her sides I headed back to the house.

Today wasn't so bad but now I'm wondering if I really was trying to seduce Mack and I was grinding in his lap or if I truly was having a dream. Either way, Mack was affected by whatever was going on as well and I felt slightly bad about it, I also felt like kicking myself and not taking advantage of the situation in the cave. But the reality was I was not ready for anything serious and even flirting was pushing the boundaries.