Kahleena MacCarthy ~ To Meet a Highlander Read online

  “Sure. I’ll see you there at seven. Do you want to get something to eat?” Tsarina could hear the hesitation in his voice. She hoped neither of them would regret this later.

  “I’ll order pizza for delivery.” With a smile, she hung up. Two days until the weekend. And maybe her orgasm would reappear. Seven long months without sex, it had to be hiding in there somewhere, likely screaming it’s head off for release. Oh orgasm, where art thou?

  ****

  Kaeden couldn’t believe it. Tsarina didn’t want to be seen with him. It’s true her brother would be a problem, but he was all right with that. He could handle Trystan. Did she think him a pussy? That he had to hide behind her skirts rather than be a man? He’d never been hidden before. Evidently his reputation for screwing and losing was becoming a huge label. One that Tsarina didn’t agree with or want sullying her good girl reputation.

  She'd been the victim. The good girl. The “Oh poor Tsarina.” after the breakup with her loser ex-boyfriend. It was an image she planned to work and take advantage of for as long as she could.

  Still, his cock wouldn’t let him say no to the date. Tsarina, willing and without trying to win over? Absolutely perfect. He’d had a crush on her since junior high. Here’s to hoping he didn’t blow one the second he was near her. Having her for a couple weeks was better than never being able to have her at all. He’d take it.

  For once, staying in had proved to be a good thing.

  ****

  The last few days were a blur of work and nightly research. Tsarina would not fail on her trip to Scotland.

  It was finally Friday night and she was ready to pick up Kaeden. At least no one would ever know that she changed six times before deciding what to wear. Tsarina didn’t want to appear desperate or too conservative or slutty. It was a lot of work. Hopefully her little black dress and come fuck me heels would do the trick. It was simple. A mix of class and tramp. But she didn’t want to look like she hadn’t been laid in seven months. Looking completely desperate, which she was, was definitely out of the question. She had to keep some pride.

  Tsarina easily found Kaeden’s truck parked toward the back of the lot. He hopped in and they took off.

  “Are you sure you don’t want to eat or do anything first? We could see a movie or whatever.” She smiled at Kaeden hoping not to be rude.

  “No, I was figuring pizza and a quiet, well, maybe private is more of the word, evening. Are you okay with that?” Tsarina couldn’t believe she was asking Mr. Hormones if he was all right with things. Really? She wasn’t trying to take someone’s virginity. His was long gone. Now who sounded like the whore dog?

  “Sure. Whatever you prefer.” Kaeden tried to act indifferent as he shrugged, but Tsarina knew he wasn't. She just wasn't sure why. He looked down right uncomfortable and the only reason that came to mind was he was worried about Trystan finding out.

  As they got to her place, she threw her purse on the table by the front door. “So, what do you want on your pizza?”

  “I don’t care. Meat for sure if you don’t mind.”

  “Meatlovers then. I’ll get three and if we need an energy burst, we can raid the cold pizza. Soda?”

  “Any kind’s fine, just preferably no diet.”

  “You have condoms?”

  “Yeaa….wait, what?” Tsarina almost laughed at Kaeden's reply. She'd snuck in the question pretty well she thought.

  Tsarina couldn’t control her laugh. “Condoms. Kaeden, you know why we’re staying in this weekend and maybe next weekend if you’re not too busy training.”

  “So, you expected to have sex tonight?”

  “Yes. You didn’t?” Didn’t Kaeden always try to drive it home on the first date? Tsarina almost felt like an ass. Almost. Kaedan probably wasn't used to a girl being so direct. Maybe exactly what he needed was a dose of his own medicine.

  “Sure, yeah. I guess so.”

  “You don’t want to?” Now she felt like a fool. No, like a complete ass. Just maybe half an ass. That’s it. The little black dress and come fuck me heels are going straight to the trash. Men were always trying to get in her pants, but since her last serious relationship, she’d been on strike. Now that she thought to play their own game of nothing but sex, it seemed she wasn’t good enough. Why could men do it, but not women? What's so wrong about reversing the stereotype? Why couldn't she add notches to her belt and be motivated by meaningless sex?

  “Tsarina, I didn’t say that. I’ve wanted you for years. You just never noticed me. I kind of, well, I guess I thought that if I ever got a date with you, it would be different.”

  “Different how? Because if you used me as a sex toy my brother would kill you?” Tsarina was trying not to be angry. Damn her brother. Kaeden thought they had to be in a relationship to be together. She'd strangle Trystan when she saw him again. “I’m a big girl and I was the one that called you. My brother can’t be mad at you. Besides, he doesn’t even need to know.”

  “Trystan is a good friend and you and I have been good friends too. Where does sex put us?”

  “Now you sound like a damn woman. Does it matter? I’m offering you no strings sex. It's the dream of almost every man on the face of the earth. Are you saying no?” Tsarina felt her jaw drop open. “Are you not mature enough to remain friends after?” They were saved by the bell as the doorbell rang. Pizza was here.

  Kaeden got up. “I’ve got this.” He grumbled as he got up from the couch. “How much is it?” Tsarina heard him ask as he opened the door. Damn this was supposed to be easy. What happened? Should she have just had Kaeden show up at her house and been naked when he answered the door? Perhaps she should have written slut across her chest too. Maybe fuck me across her forehead.

  They ate the pizza in silence and watched a movie on HBO that Tsarina didn’t even catch the name or plot of. Talk about movie injustice.

  ****

  Kaeden couldn’t believe it. He finally had a date with Tsarina and she just wanted his cock. Normally it wouldn’t be an issue, but he wanted more with her. He’d always thought she would be his one. The one he was meant to be with. Sometimes it takes a while for those meant to be together to finally hook up. But he really thought this was his chance. Should he sleep with her? Should he tell her what he really wanted? How would he convince her that his feeling didn’t have anything at all to do with her brother? That he'd handle whatever backlash would come from Trystan? Did he need to try to convince her that his past sex only dates were to kill time until he had her? Or were those what ruined his real chance with her?

  As he shoved the last bite of his pizza into his mouth, he thought he should say something. “Tsarina, I had thought maybe this would be different. I kind of thought maybe we could be more than a few rounds of sex.”

  “What do you mean? You never see anyone more than five or six times. It’s one of your rules. Remember?”

  “I see your brother told you that. It is, generally. But not when I’m getting a chance with the woman I’ve wanted to be with since I was old enough to get excited over a girl. Come on, Tsarina, does it really have to be that way between us? We could be different. I think it's something we both need.” Was he pleading?

  Kaeden noticed that Tsarina visibly choked. He watched as she took a few gulps of her soda.

  “Kaeden, what are you talking about? Me? You’ve wanted me? Why didn’t you ever say anything?” Tsarina fought the urge to roll her eyes. Now he drops this on her? Talk about sucking at timing things. The stars had to be against her. Maybe she should have taken that extra two minutes to read her horoscope this morning.

  “I thought Trystan would tell you not to date me. But I’d be good to you.”

  “I don’t want a relationship. I’m sure you heard all about me and Mr. Loser. After him, I swore off men completely. I haven’t even had sex in seven months. I can offer you sex, Kaeden. Take it or leave it.” Had that sounded as pathetic to Kaeden as it had to her? So much for not telling him about her desperate need
for sex. It had been entirely too long.

  Kaeden knew his jaw dropped open before he could stop it. With any other girl, this would be perfect. But, not with Tsarina. He always thought she’d be his Tsarina. “Maybe I could renew your hope in men? He was an asshole. We aren’t all though.”

  “Sure you are. What you did to all those other girls was being an asshole. Any idea how many cried and felt used? I’m agreeing to it. No hurt feelings. No Trystan to explain to. Two consenting adults having sex and then going on with their lives as they should. There’s no harm in it. Honest.”

  He listened to the deafening sound of the silence that fell between them. Did he apologize? She was right. He did look like a worthless sack of crap. Kaeden couldn't blame her for not believing him. Or for not wanting to even give him a chance. If anyone deserved the benefit of the doubt, given his track record, it surely was not him.

  “Tsarina, I could apologize for the crude behavior. But, the truth is, I’m not sorry. I didn’t want those girls. They were sex while I waited for you. I always thought we’d pair up. Your brother is my best friend. It just always made sense. Maybe I could get some time away from training and go to Scotland with you. Wouldn’t it be fun to get a little fun in with it? Maybe we could have sex by the Standing Stones.” He gave the smirky smile that always got him what he wanted, hoping like hell it would work in this case.

  “Are you serious?” He watched in almost horror as Tsarina became furious, half wondering if he should duck from the things she just might pick up and throw. Trystan had always said she had a temper. “No. We can have sex. Or not. The choice is yours. Yes or no. Now.” Tsarina was clearly out of patience.

  Kaeden stood and pulled off his shirt, praying his cock would be up for the test he was about to put it through. He would win her over. Kicking out of his shoes, he walked toward her and pushed her up against the wall. “What do you think, Tsarina?” He pushed his chest into hers, keeping his cock well away. “Here or your room? Somewhere else?” Kaeden breathed quietly into her ear.

  He heard Tsarina sigh and try to squirm her body closer to his cock. “No, not yet. This part is on my terms. You got your terms. Now it’s my turn to set them. The sex is my way. Take it or leave it.” He used her words against her and felt like a jackass for it. But he was at the end of his rope with her. With the thoughts of what he wanted from her combining with the thoughts of all he could ever have from her.

  Kaeden heard her gasp as he blew in her ear, trailing kisses down her neck he gently bit her shoulder. This would be his way. Slow. Convincing. Tsarina had to date him – had to want him like he wanted her.

  Finally she answered him. “I'll take it. My room. Now. Let’s go.” He watched her kick off her heels, which were high, but still only placed her barely at his shoulder, and run up the stairs. Kaeden followed behind her, watching her ass sway as she climbed. “God, your ass is great.” Doggy style with her had to be on the list of positions for tonight. More than once. He hoped it was one of her favorites.

  She turned, giggled and continued into her room. It was too pink for him, but hell, he wasn’t there for the scenery.

  “You’re wearing too many clothes, Tsarina. Take them off?” He watched as she let the black dress slip down her five foot seven inch frame. She was toned. Not skinny. It’s what he always liked about her. Tsarina was athletic and firm. Kaeden envisioned her legs wrapped around his waist. Tight. Squeezing. His hands gripping her tight ass as his tongue worked its way between her breasts, eventually allowing his mouth to find a nipple to suckle.

  “What about you, Kaeden? I’m only in my panties now.” Tsarina broke into his thoughts.

  “Still too much.”

  “You first. Take off your jeans for me?”

  Not one for being shy, Kaeden did more than that. He grabbed his jeans and his boxer briefs and in one tug he had them both at his ankles, kicking out of them. He heard Tsarina gasp. Grinning he looked up and saw her staring at his bobbing cock. Kaeden shrugged. “What can I say? He’s happy to be out.” His cock had never let him down. This was no exception. The girls were always awed by his size.

  He walked over and picked her up, tossing her playfully onto the bed.

  “Kaeden, you just wanted to watch my boobs jiggle.” Tsarina accused as she laughed.

  “Guilty.” He wasn’t even going to argue as he put one of her pert breasts in his hand, taking the tip into his mouth. He had waited so long for this.

  Tsarina squirmed, trying to get closer to Kaeden’s cock. He wasn’t allowing it though. He was going to drive her insane with need before he allowed her to have it. He wanted her to beg, to hear his name gasped from her lips.

  “Not yet. Patience. It’ll be worth it. I promise.” Kaeden whispered as he trailed kisses down her stomach. When he reached her pink lace panties, he went on. Kissing on top of them. Over the string that held them on her right hip, her lower stomach, down to the top of her mound, where he heard a gasp and felt her pull his hair.

  “Kaeden, what are you doing?”

  “Really? What do you think?”

  “No, you can’t.” As she sputtered that she thought she wanted him to stop, he spread her legs wide to kneel between them. Leaning over, he licked from right above her anus all the way back up to top of her panties. “Oh! Kaeden!” He smiled as he used his teeth to start tugging down the only barrier that remained between them. “Kaeden, really. You can’t.”

  “Oh, but I can.” He pulled the panties from her ankle and tossed them to the floor. “What’s more important is that I am going to.” He breathed lightly as he once again placed himself close to her sex. “As a matter of fact, right now sounds perfect.” Kaeden blew lightly right at her center and then plunged in. He wasn’t in the mood to wait. He wanted a taste and a full taste. He’d waited years. There was no teasing. No gradual entry of his tongue. Just right to it.

  Kaeden smiled as he felt her gasp, pull his hair, and buck her hips up to him. “Lovely, Tsarina. Absolutely perfect. You taste great. I always knew you would.” He enjoyed the rose scent of her skin as well. It had to be her body wash or a lotion. Whatever it was, mixing it with her natural scent, it was driving him wild.

  As she squirmed and bucked, he felt the tip of his cock dripping. He’d never reacted to oral sex before. Sure, it made him hard, but it never got the pre-come flowing.

  Kaeden inserted a finger into her as he continued to lick and nip. Tsarina’s moan of satisfaction was all the encouragement he needed. She was close. So close. He inserted a second finger and began to pump them in and out of her. Hard.

  Tsarina bucked against him and soon she cried out as he was able to catch every drop of her release.

  “Oh my God, Kaeden, we shouldn’t have. It’s so…so…personal.”

  “Relax, Tsarina. You enjoyed it and so did I. Anyway, we've known one another way longer than is necessary to be able to be personal.”

  “You did? But it didn’t do anything for you.”

  “What? Of course it did.” Kaeden rose up to point to his dripping cock. “Does he look unhappy?”

  “I just thought, well, there was no contact or relief for you. So…”

  “Damn your ex was an asshole. He never pleased you? Babe, seriously, sometimes that’s the best part. I loved tasting you and feeling you let go on my tongue. Tasting every drop.” Kaeden watched as Tsarina blushed. He licked his lips to show her he made sure to not miss a single drop. Blushing again, she carefully ran her eyes over his cock, no doubt wanting to be certain he was as excited as he claimed.

  “Let me ride you, Kaeden.” Hell. Kaeden thought he was going to come just from those five words. He’d wanted to hear them for so long.

  “No, not this time, babe. My terms. Remember? Next time.” He leaned over her and finally allowed his dick to make contact with her stomach. Kaeden had to suck in his own groan as he heard Tsarina moan loudly. She ground up against him, trying to scoot higher so that she might get him inside her. “Easy. Relax. Maybe a
little dry sex first?”

  He laughed as he heard her growl in frustration. “Kaeden, it’s been so long. Can’t we go slow next time?”

  “No, no way. There is only one first time.” Rising to his knees, he reached over for the condom on the night stand. After enjoying her eyes on him as he put it on, he slowly he inserted into her.

  ****

  The next morning Tsarina was still shaking her head. Deciding she was little better than Kaeden, she'd made an excuse about having to put in solid work for the day so that she was prepared for her trip.

  She had never had terrible sex before. Terrible was actually an understatement, there was no word she could use for how awful the sex had been with Kaeden. Maybe she had expected so much more after seven months of being dry. And maybe due to his reputation. Had all the girls been so disappointed? She'd never heard any rumors. Thankfully, at least, he was good with his tongue. But that was it.

  As the phone rang, Kaeden again, she let it go to voice mail. How was Tsarina going to get herself out of this? She’d made it sound as though they’d hook up until she left for Scotland. Honestly, that was her plan. Two weeks of mind-blowing sex and then off to stare at the Highlander hotties. For research, of course.

  Wondering how he managed to get so many girls, Tsarina refused to dirty her crotch for Kaeden ever again.

  ****

  After days of not answering her phone and having Trystan make excuses to Kaeden for her, Tsarina was finally getting out of her brother’s truck at the airport. She couldn't believe she had to tell him about her night with Kaeden. Once again, as he had pointed out to her, her brother had to save her from yet another of her mistakes. One that he had warned her about.

  “See you, little sister. Take care of yourself.” Trystan hugged her after he sat her luggage on the sidewalk.

  “Will you forgive me for Kaeden by the time I’m back?”

  “I think you suffered enough with awful sex. Serves you right. But, maybe next time you’ll listen to me when I tell you to stay away from one of my friends.” He laughed at the horrifying look Tsarina still got on her face when reminded of her bad sex date – and the fact she'd had to admit to every embarrassing moment, including that she relentlessly went after him, of it in order to get Trystan to help her.