Free Highland Fling by Krystal Brookes Page A

around the waist and kissed her passionately. “I need a shower before we take this any further. Remember where my hands have been.”
    At that moment, they heard the barn door open and her father hurried in carrying three bags.
    He came around the stall, found the cow and her two calves and smiled.
    “I’m glad to see you didn’t need the vet’s bag after all.” he said, sounding decidedly cheerful for someone who had been dragged out his bed at 3:30a.m.
    “Thanks Dad. I’m sorry to have bothered you. I wasn’t sure what we would find when we got here and I wanted to be prepared.”
    “It’s no bother lass. Though I would prefer you to have more clothes on.” She coloured and pulled the top half of the boiler suit over her shoulders and slid her arms into it.
    “Sorry, the t-shirt was all covered in... well, you know,” she said, gesturing to the cow.
    “Aye,” he assured her. “Well, this prevents you having to make your way back to the croft in the morning in a bridesmaid’s dress.”
    “True.”
    “I’ll see you later today.” He winked at Brodie and left.
    As the barn door closed, Brodie glanced at the cow and then back at Fiona.
    “She seems OK. Should we go back to bed and come and check her in the morning?”
    “Yeah, it will be a few hours till the third stage is over. She should be fine now though.” Brodie lifted two of the bags and Fiona picked up one and they headed back to the Big House.
    Once they were stripped, Fiona suggested they shower together to save time. They stood in the warm spray and shampooed each other’s hair. They rubbed lather all over each other, working each other up. When Fiona ran soapy hands over Brodie’s penis, he groaned in delight. She pulled down the foreskin and rubbed her fingers gently over the velvety head. He pulled her hand away, breathing heavily, allowing the water to rinse it. She stood on tiptoe and whispered to him.
    “Make sure it’s rinsed properly. I hate the taste of soap.”
    A grin spread across his face and widened as she knelt down, opened her mouth, and took him as fully into her mouth as she could.
    She sucked her way back up to the tip and used her tongue to flick up and down the fraenulum, making him groan loudly and thrust his hips. She swallowed him again, digging her teeth in slightly to add to the sensation. He glided his fingers into her long wet hair as she moved her mouth up and down his shaft.
    She relaxed her throat to take him deeper and he leaned back against the tiled wall for support. Cupping his balls and giving them a gentle squeeze, she moved her finger behind to press on the erogenous zone on his perineum.
    He sucked in a breath and then growled. She knew his growl came from frustration and he was stopping himself from thrusting into her mouth as hard and fast as he wanted to. She went still and allowed him to set the tempo before placing her hand round the base of his cock and working in counter rhythm to him. She flicked her tongue around trying to reach every part of him. His groans became more frequent and loud.
    “I’m going to come,” he warned, placing his hand over hers to continue the rhythm when she pulled away, but she didn’t. She clamped her hand tighter around his butt and prepared herself as he elongated in her mouth and his hips jerked. As the hot, salty semen entered her mouth, she swallowed as much as she could and allowed the shower to wash away the rest.
    Brodie slid down the wall into a seated position and sat her on his lap.
    “Wow!” was all he could manage. They stayed in the streaming water for a few minutes until Brodie got his strength back. Fiona’s head was nestled into his neck and she felt more comfortable with him than she ever had with a man. He lifted her chin and moved his lips to kiss her.
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    Fiona was trying to fall asleep. She was curled up at Brodie’s side and he was gently running his hand through her still damp hair. She breathed deeply, trying to make her body