"Piers!" His cock was so deep and hard that she was pinioned by it, but still he worked on, until her body went into meltdown and hot liquid coated both of them at the juncture of their bodies, the slap and pull of sticky skin on skin clearly audible in the room. Each time he shunted into her, his balls slapped against her, and when he ground his hips hard against hers, her clit stung.
"You feel so good," he murmured, his eyes flashing closed a moment, "gonna come soon, lover."
"I'm already there," she managed to respond. Her core spasmed, and he roared aloud in response.
"You're mine," he said from between gritted teeth.
"Yes, I'm yours." Her climax hit, and her whole body shuddered with the force. She squeezed his cock hard with her inner muscles. He clutched at her hips, his cock jerking hard.
"Yes, oh yes," she cried. Never before had she been so liberated, so emotionally high or so thoroughly pleasured. There was such poignancy in the mutual climax that she cried his name over and again, and when he finally pulled free and undid the belt and cuffs, relieving her of the nipples clamps, she wrapped herself around her man, clinging to him gratefully.
In the cocoon of his arms, with her heart swelling with sheer joy and her body deeply pleasured and sensitized in every way, Meg could only look at him in awe.
He gave her a lazy smile and tangled his fingers in her hair. "I missed you."
"I missed you too." She wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed him, savoring the taste of his lips and the solid bulk of his body against hers, while they leveled and reconnected in every way.
"I want you back, Meg, not just for this week, but forever."
"Good." She smiled, and dropped her head back and laughed, because the elated feeling she was experiencing practically lifted her from the bed.
"No more hiding what you want from me?"
"I promise."
Eventually he rolled onto his back. "We'll need to go shopping, buy more food. If I'm taking charge of this event we need plenty of supplies."
"And clothing. I take it you only had bondage gear in that bag of yours."
He chuckled, "Good point. I hadn't even thought of that when I headed up here." His eyes twinkled at her. "I was a bit preoccupied with my woman's sexual needs."
She loved the way that sounded. The relief she felt was immense, they had breached a difficult boundary and she felt closer to him than she ever had.
"We could just stay in bed," he added.
"No, you have to live up to your original promise, and show me more of the Highlands…in between time in bed, of course."
He nodded. "We'll do it all, together."
Meg sighed, happily.
He toyed with her hair. "And you're ready to meet my parents now?"
"What…?"
"It was our plan. At the end of this week we would head over there and you'd get to meet them and see where I grew up."
Meg knew exactly what he meant, but she was enjoying teasing him for a change. "As you said, something changed."
"Something changed, but most things didn't. I want you to meet my family. I want them to meet you." He drew her hand to his mouth, and kissed the back of her fingers. "And I want them to meet you as my fiancée. If you'll have me…after my damnable Neanderthal behavior…"
The mischievous glint in his eye made her grab him to her, and she kissed him passionately, her heart swelling in her chest.
"Should I take that as consent to my demands?"
"I think you probably should," Meg replied.
"Consent to everything?"
"Yes, to everything."