Iliana did not get a chance to comment before he had captured her lips again in a kiss that sent her head spinning. When his lips finally left hers several moments later and her head cleared slightly, she found that they were now several feet from the middle of the clearing where they had been just moments before. Much to her surprise, they were now at the edge. Duncan had moved her to lean against a tree. She could feel the rough bark pressing into her back. Oddly enough, she could also feel cool air hitting her body seemingly everywhere.

Glancing down as her husband kissed a trail down her neck toward her chest, she was shocked to see the reason she suddenly felt so cool. Her gown was torn and now gaped wide open to her belly, leaving her breasts covered only with small goose bumps. Added to that, her left leg was bare, raised, and half-hooked about his hip, held in place by one of his hands, which slid up the back of her leg toward her bottom, pushing her gown before it.

Iliana opened her mouth in shock at her own wanton display. But all that came out was a gasp of pleasure as she shuddered under the caress of Duncan’s hot mouth, finding and closing over one chilled erect nipple.

Catching his head between her hands, she licked her lips and swallowed as she watched him suckle at her breast, finding the image amazingly erotic. Then she felt his free hand slide down between their bodies and she clenched her fingers in his hair, her head tipping back against the tree, a wild moan slipping from her lips as he opened the folds of her womanhood and found the bud of her pleasure.

“Husband!” she gasped with pleading as the feelings she had begun to explore the day before built within her.

Grunting, Duncan left off caressing her to grab her other leg and draw it around his hips. With her skirt now bunched up around her waist, he pressed her back into the tree and took a moment to shift his plaid out of the way. Then he was sliding into her.

Iliana shuddered and moaned as her body expanded to accommodate him, then moaned again as he drew himself out. Clasping her by the buttocks, he dropped his lips to cover hers as he continued to love her.

Iliana could feel the bark pressing into her back, could feel the soft material of his linen shirt against one naked breast and the rougher material of the tartan that sat over his shoulder against the other. But mostly she could feel him inside and around her as he drove her to the edge of insanity, then finally gave her the release that waited there.

“You were right to bring me here.”