Brock: A Bad Boy Romance (92 page)

Chapter 3

On first inspection, Samantha was not impressed. There was an inkling below her waist, but it was purely physical and came from the fact that he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His chest was bared, his knuckles bloody and the kilt was the only thing that was keeping her from seeing what was underneath. A slight breeze and his legs became more exposed. With one tug of her hand, she could easily see what he was working with.

“I’m going to leave you in the capable hands of Finn. He’ll bring you back to the outskirts of town. Each day, you’ll do exactly what he says without question or delay. You’re going to have to learn that he’s not going to bend to your will. He wants to get something from this, but I’ll allow him to speak to you about that in private. I’m going to take my leave and make sure that Jeffrey and Elizabeth are not going too far.” He had not voiced his desire, but Michael had his eyes firmly planted on the prize of Elizabeth. There was obvious attraction and a flirtation that went both ways.

Elizabeth had told him what she was going to have to do and Michael was not at all impressed. He had to make sure that things didn’t go badly. He would watch from afar and wait to intervene if necessary. He had a sword at hand and he was willing to run it through Jefferies body in retaliation for any kind of inappropriate behavior.

He took off in a Gallup, glancing over his shoulder to see that they were both standing toe to toe like two warriors about to do battle. He didn’t know what to make of it, but there was something in both of their eyes that indicated that there was more here than a professional detachment.

“I would say that I’m glad to meet you, but I thought for sure that I would be trained by somebody with some decorum. I thought for sure that he would give me somebody that was worthy of my status. I find you repulsive and you smell worse than you look.” Samantha was doing what she could to him in his place. “I don’t want to be here and I can sense that he doesn’t want anything to do with me. We should cut our losses and walk away from this, but for whatever reason I find him strangely compelling. His manliness and the muscles are something that I can truly sink my teeth into. I’m curious to know what is underneath that kilt. I’ve heard rumors that highland warriors wear nothing between them and Glory.”

Without warning, Finn grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. She struggled in vain against his overanxious embrace. She slapped halfheartedly against his chest, feeling how well defined those muscles were and how much it affected her deep down inside. “I think that you need to learn that a man doesn’t want to be treated like some kind of insect underneath your shoe. If you intend to learn to fight, then you need to abide by some rules. If you intend to learn to fight by my hand, then you need to show me some kind of respect. I also want a reward in the form of gold. You may be able to fool everybody else, but there is an obvious wealth within your family that you can get your hands on. I want, as much as you can carry and not a penny more.” To Finn, it was a reasonable monetary gain and not something that she would back down from.

“I will agree to your terms on one condition. If after one week that I don’t feel that there is an improvement, then the deal is null and void and we go our separate ways.” She swallowed hard, not able to prevent herself from looking at the slight tent in his red and black kilt. The excitement at standing against somebody that was so pure and virginal was like his own personal aphrodisiac. No man had ever touched her, but for the first time in a long time she felt like she could give herself freely and willingly. Deep in her mind, she was thinking that maybe being taken roughly and with determination would be something that she would gladly do for her overactive libido.

“I think that you’ll find that I’m a very demanding taskmaster. Show me what you can do and we’ll work from there.”

He let her go, but only temporarily, before she found herself once again trapped in his embrace. This time, her arms were behind her back and she could hear his giggles of amusement at how easily she had succumbed to his manly ways.

“Unhand me and you know not what you do. I will not be treated like this by somebody like you.” “I can feel him up against me and that steel bar inside his kilt is more than enough to pique my curiosity. That bulging presence is making me yearn for something that I’ve never dared to mention to anyone. I know that I need to remain pure for marriage, but Finn might be the exception to that rule.”

“You are a very foolish girl. You have no real training and I’m going to have to work you, until you can’t move one single muscle. Let’s begin with a few exercises to give you a bit more upper body strength. You’re going to need that, especially if you intend to carry a sword with any sort of authority. Stop fooling around and show me what you’re made of.” Finn grabbed Samantha and pulled her to him, only to feel her fingers now underneath his kilt touching him in a most inappropriate way.

This made him look down and that distraction was what was going to catch him off guard. He felt her leg go around his and sweep him off his feet, until she had him on the ground in a vulnerable position. Her foot planted itself in between his legs, causing him discomfort, but not enough that he was going to give her the satisfaction of crying out in pain.

“I think that you see now that I’m full of surprises. There are all sorts of ways that you can catch a man with his pants down literally and figuratively. I’ve always wondered if it was true about what you Scotsmen wore underneath your kilts. It appears that the rumors were true. I would think that makes it a little hard for you to battle in the field.” “I suppose I really didn’t know that much about the male anatomy. They remained flaccid when they weren’t excited, but it was obvious that he was not exactly feeling nothing towards me. The feel of his package pressing up against my foot is a good indication that I’ve gotten underneath his skin. It’s interesting that he would be in this position and I can tell that this is not something that he is used to. It makes me feel powerful to know that I was able to get the upper hand. I doubt that it’s going to last very long and I’m sure that he’s going to want to take back some of that power.” Samantha waited to see how this was going to play out.

            Finn scrambled to his feet, dusting himself off and trying his best not to show his overactive imagination coming through. His loins were begging for her to touch him again, but there was a time and place for something like that. Her training had only begun and there was a whole lot more that she needed to learn in order to make a stand against her Uncle Phillip.

“That was pretty good and being unpredictable is one of the tricks that you need to master. Surprising your opponent will give you a chance to vanquish them without having the need to go toe to toe. Trickery will only get you so far and that’s when technique comes into play.” The sun was barely a speck over the trees, but there was still enough light that they were able to train for another hour. In that time, he had seen some remarkable improvement and that was not something that he was expecting. This woman was indeed something special and should not be taken lightly. For one moment, he thought of her Uncle Phillip and how stupid he was to go against her. He was in for a very rude awakening.

“I’ve learned from the master. You are a pretty good teacher, but sometimes I think that you feel that I’m not worthy of your time. It really doesn’t matter. I’ve always had to prove myself, as capable and I didn’t think that this was going to be any different.” She easily used his strength against him and once again was able to topple him onto the ground. It was only one time, but it made her smile with the accomplishment.

“I will say that you have potential. Deep down I sense that you have a warrior spirit and that’s usually something that is reserved for men. It is very rare that a woman is able to take on that trait. For you to do it, so easily is an admirable quality. I don’t think that you’re going to be ready to fight any time soon, but I have no problem showing you a few tricks of the trade. This will give you a way to turn the tables on your opponent and not break a sweat doing it. I’ve learned that once you show dominance a foe will back down. You’ve already learned to play dirty. It gave you the opening that you were looking for.” Finn brought his sword up quickly and was amazed that she was actually able to lift the one that he had allowed her to borrow.

“I think that you’ll find that I’m more than up to whatever you have to show me.” “I don’t want to tell him that being in his presence has made me want to strip away everything else for the chance to see him naked. Just feeling him with my hand and then with my shoe has given me everything that I need to know and more. The only thing that matters is the way that he feels. I will not try anything in case that it’s met with disdain. I don’t know if I could live knowing that I did not give him that same feeling deep down inside.” Samantha swung that sword back and forth with a determination to show him that she was not a waste of time.

Finn felt a little overwhelmed. She was a quick learner. He had to compensate by using his obvious weight advantage. He heard her cry of pain and realized that his blade had nicked her cheek. It was not something that he wanted to do. He felt bad from the moment that it happened. She turned away from him and didn’t want to show her weakness.

Samantha needed to show him that she wasn’t any kind of pushover. The only way that she was going to get any respect from him was by being strong and willing to do what needed to be done.

Chapter 4

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. These things happen and sometimes you just have to accept them. I do admit that you bounce back quickly and that is not something that you can teach.” He could hear her breathing in his ear and that was more than enough to make him feel the manly presence of his cock in his pants. “You really are something unexpected and I think that you might be one of the finest students that I’ve ever had the fortune to teach.” The blade was cutting into his neck. He had this funny feeling that she was doing this, as a way to get back at him for cutting her cheek like that.

“I told you that I could handle anything that you through at me and I meant it. I’m not saying that it didn’t hurt, but I’m certainly ready to take my punishment. I was not foolish enough to think that I was going to go in this unscathed. Fighting with a sword is dangerous enough, but when you have no experience, it becomes almost lethal.” “I like being on the other end of this for a change. I thought that he was uncivilized, but I can admit my mistakes. He’s obviously all man. I think I’m going to find out for myself what makes this man a warrior in battle and in a passionate embrace.” Samantha slowly lowered the blade, until it was out of range of cutting him and killing him where he stood.

Finn turned quickly, catching her unaware and making her gasp with surprise. He kissed her deeply, forcing her down onto the ground and ripping at her clothes like a man possessed. There was nothing that was going to stop him from seeing her body in all its naked glory. He had to do this and watching her reaction was making it necessary to follow through. This woman was definitely a woman of her own character and that fire inside was something that he was itching to see for himself. He watched her squirm, but she did not fight back, which indicated that she was exactly where she wanted to be.

“I don’t know what came over you, Finn, but I’m not about to deny you anything. I love this side of you and the feel of your manhood was enough to make me curious about what you could do with it.” She felt overwhelmed and this was the first time that a man had made her feel that she was not the one standing on top over others. She was aghast to feel her clothes being stripped away, but it was her natural defense to cover her nudity. She felt his hands prying her hands lose. He displayed her for his eager and hungry eyes. She felt embarrassed, but also slightly aroused. That was pretty evident from the way that her chest had flushed to a more crimson color.

“Damn, I knew that underneath those men’s clothing that there was a woman with a beating heart. Your breasts are magnificent and I do believe that they require my undivided attention.” He didn’t allow her any kind of response, planting his face in between her bosom and giving it a tongue lashing that it was never going to forget. He easily found both of her chunky nips. He pushed them together and began to go back and forth from one to the other. By the time that he was done, they were both soaked in his saliva and he was most happy by the results. He looked down to her mound and underneath that thicket of hair was the pathway to pleasure.

“You’re nothing like any other man that I’ve been in the presence. They show me more respect than this, but your callous behavior is something that is drawing me out of my shell. I like the way that you take charge and do what you want to without need for permission.” “This guy is a brute and I probably wouldn’t give him the time of day any other time. Thankfully, my body is betraying my better judgment and making me do things that are not the kind of behavior that a princess would be caught doing. I want him, so badly and I plan to give in to those desires.”

He had reached up and pulled the knit cap off, letting her hair flow freely like it was meant to. He was elated to be in the company of a woman that showed defiance, but also a need that burned like the sun above. “Fuck…you are an amazing piece of ass. I don’t mean to sound crass, but you really should know that you have the kind of body that would make most men fight to the death to get near.” He easily spread her legs with his knee, pushing the other one in between, so that he had the perfect vantage point to see the pink lips of her sex. They were peeking through the foliage. Finn reached down to touch the wet opening and knew that she was excited and didn’t have any way to hide it.

“I’ve forgotten who I am and being a princess, I should know better than to get caught up in an act that should be left to matrimonial bliss.” He was on top of her pinning her to the ground and making her feel that there was no place that she could go. There was a moment of claustrophobia, the feeling of being closed in that reminded her of how her uncle had treated her when she was a child. She panicked and started to thrash, but noticed that Finn was taking that, as a sign that he was doing something right.

“I have to get out from underneath him. I can’t breathe, but maybe if I calmed down, I can return to enjoying what he’s doing to me. His mouth on my nipples caused my pussy to gush. I can’t control that part of me and it’s obvious from his lecherous stare that he thinks that I want this. I guess deep down I’m just like any other woman. Underneath the manners and decorum is a wanton little whore that needs to be taken by a real man. She flipped up his kilt and appeared the Scotsman’s man sword. It was projecting nicely from his midsection and she easily curled her hand around it and gave it a tentative tug in curiosity.

He grunted his reply, feeling her fingers squeezing him delicately, but forceful enough that it was drawing attention to the climax inside. It rose to the surface and if he wasn’t careful, he was going to blow his top too soon for his liking. He grabbed her hand and took it away, breathing heavy and trying his best not to indicate that she had gotten to him in that way.

“I certainly didn’t think that he was the kind of man that would be quick to the draw. Just taking him out was enough to bring about his moment of pleasure. I should be flattered and he’s only showing that his excitement was a little bit too much for him to take. I hope that he can contain himself and bring it back to a manageable level.” Her mind was willing him to take it back a notch. She could see on his face that he was losing it quickly, but he was breathing normally and suddenly that expression forlorn lust had now been replaced with that of an evil glint in his eyes.

He wrenched his member from her hand, leaving behind the sticky residue that was on the tip. He brought it over to her lips and held her head to put her in the right position to fuck her face. Nudging at her silky lips was met with a disgusting expression on her face. It appeared that she found this type of sex play to be unnecessary and off putting. He did not allow her to keep up this brave front, grabbing her hair roughly and hearing her cry out. That gave him the perfect moment and he wasn’t about to back down from a challenge of a woman that thought that she was better than everybody else.

She felt it in her mouth and she was tempted to draw down her teeth and rip him from the root. When she felt the skin of the shaft sliding across her tongue, she suddenly began to like the texture and even the taste and smell of the man himself. “I never had this happen to me before, I’ve heard others talk about it, but I always thought that they were deluding themselves. Having him in my mouth is making me hunger for something even more down between my legs. My sex is throbbing and aching for the need for him to give me his Scottish flag.” Working her lips along the length left behind a trail of wetness that she followed with more of the same.

Samantha reached behind and grabbed onto his ass cheeks, feeling them hard with no give whatsoever. His strength was clear and his muscles were something that was a little hard for her to see past. Samantha had thought that this could never happen to her without a ring on her finger from a prospective suitor.

“I know that you want to say no, but deep down there is a yes that is screaming to get out. I’m going to fuck your throat and show you that you’ve been missing out on one of the highlights of your life.” He felt that telltale signal climbing the length. His shaft began to take on a new life of its own. Finn was a man that had many lovers, but he felt that this woman was in a league of her own. He had forced himself to hold back from really taking advantage of her. Holding her hair and moving his hips quicker had made her gag noticeably, but it wasn’t anything that she couldn’t handle.

“I can fee that knob getting bigger. It makes me well aware of the fact that he’s leaking profusely. God help me, but I’d want it and there’s no way that I can let him think that I am that type of woman. I don’t know how I’m going to stop him from taking on that impression. He’s getting closer and if I stop him now, he might feel obligated to show me some restraint. I don’t want him to.” Her body was not her own and your mouth was craving the sweet delicious mixture that was now churning within him. She instinctively slapped his cheeks, the echoing blast now making the object of her desire begin to pump out that sweet delicious nectar.

“Holy mother…that’s it…show me what kind of woman you really are. It’s not the one that you show others… AHHHHH.” He watched, as her cheeks puffed out with the blast that he had now felt himself letting go. The heat of her mouth and the way that her lips played over him was too much for his unstable condition to take.

As she was still savoring the moment and letting that taste lie there heavily on her tongue, she was well aware of the fact that he was now pulling away. She didn’t think that it could get any better than that, but she was soon to be proved wrong. The way that he lifted her legs and held her ankles in the air was soon followed by his hands slowly moving downwards and spreading her out a little bit more each time.

Finn saw the lips begging for his tongue and he was more than happy to give it to her with one long forceful thrust. He was inundated with the hot confines of her hole gripping his oral digit and trying in vain to pull it from his mouth. He fucked her relentlessly, hearing her squeal and swallow his load at the same time. This time, she was on the receiving end of the slap to her thighs and the way that she moaned in response was more than enough to feed him to go further than expected.