KILTED DESIRE 3 - New Blood (8 page)

   Soon after that Tiffany got up to take a shower. Then they ate breakfast and spent most of the day lounging around and enjoying the hotel’s facilities, particularly the pool and hot-tub. Scott made dinner reservations at a nearby restaurant so they could go out and have a romantic evening. Being Valentine’s Day, it was hard to find a table but he eventually found one at an Italian restaurant just a few streets away from the hotel. It was a quiet relaxing day for them after the previous day’s travelling and they both enjoyed the break.

   Their romantic evening meal out in Glasgow went very well too, they had a great time. They walked the short distance back to the hotel, hand in hand. It was a cold night, but it was dry. It was around 10:00 p.m. when they arrived back at their suite. They entered the room and removed their coats. Tiffany was wearing a sleek black strapless dress, stockings and black high heeled shoes, her long straight hair was down. Scott pulled her close to him and kissed her lips, it was a deep, passionate kiss. He held the back of her head firmly with one hand and the small of her back with the other as the kiss lingered. After a few seconds he pulled his head back, and looked into her pretty eyes.

   “I had a bottle of champagne I was going tae open fer us tonight, but I’ve changed my mind. I just want yer, and I want yer now,” he said passionately.

   “Forget the champagne, I want you too,” she replied as she started to unbutton his shirt, starting at the top. Her long nails made contact with his torso as she undid every button. Soon his blue and white striped dress shirt was on the floor and she was undoing his belt buckle enthusiastically. Scott moved back and sat on the bottom of the bed, he kicked off his shoes as she slowly slid his jeans down and off his legs. He was now just wearing a pair of white boxer briefs. Tiffany, still fully dressed, climbed on top of him and started to kiss him. Scott was turned on, he was already very hard. He knew she liked it when he was in charge though, so he lifted her off him and stood up. They were both standing at the foot of the bed, facing it. Scott stood behind her and caressed her body through her dress.

   “Stay there, dinnae move. Close yer eyes. I’ll be reet back,” he said authoritatively as his hands brushed across her body before breaking contact.

She didn’t say anything, but did as he instructed. Scott quickly moved to the closet where her suitcase was. She hadn’t unpacked everything and he’d noticed she had some dark silk scarves in there. He took two of them out and quickly returned to Tiffany, placing the scarves on the bed.

   “Keep yer eyes closed,”
he whispered in her ear from behind as he cupped her breasts.

Then
, he gently proceeded to nibble at her ear lobe, slowly moving his mouth down to the side of her neck. He took one of the scarves and put it over her head, making sure her eyes were covered and tied it securely at the back.

   “Yer all mine now, are yer ready?”

   “Oh yes,” she moaned.

Scott continued to run his hands all over her body, alternating mainly b
etween her breasts, neck and the inside of her thighs, until she was breathing heavily. He undid the zip at the back of her dress. Then, slowly he slid it down her body, gently lifting each of her feet so she could free herself of the garment. Her body shivered as Scott removed her black strapless bra, leaving her in just her heels, stockings and panties. He continued to seductively run his hands and tongue over her body, teasing and arousing her. He turned around and gently lowered her into a seated position on the bottom of the bed, then knelt in front of her. He moved his mouth onto her breast, alternating between them, kissing, licking and gently biting. She was moaning with pleasure and tried to reach forward to touch him, but he didn’t let her.

   He pushed her back so she was lying down, and lifted her legs. Quickly he removed her panties, then climbed on top of her. He moved her up the bed so her head was on the pillow. Scott picked up the other scarf and took her hands. He tied them together and then pushed them up over her head and tied the scarf to one of the posts on the bed’s headboard. She struggled a little but soon realized there wasn’t anything she could do. Scott smiled, he moved in close and kissed her, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth. Slowly he started to slide down her body, first letting his tongue and scratchy unshaven face glide over her neck, then her breasts and stomach. He lifted her legs slightly and spread them apart. Then he paused for a few seconds and didn’t touch her at all. He wanted her anticipation and excitement to build. She started to fidget as she didn’t know when or where the next touch would happen. After he was satisfied she’d waited long enough, he moved his tongue to her core, quickly darting around, making her squirm and moan, she was getting very hot and excited. He placed two fingers inside her, moving them around gently as he continued to work his magic with his mouth and tongue.

   After a few minutes of heavy breathing she let out a scream of pleasure. Her thighs gripped Scott’s head tightly as her body shook. He continued for a few more seconds then pulled his head away, before untying her hands. He took her hand and helped her stand up, by the side of the bed. She was still blindfolded, and was facing him. He moved her hand inside his boxer briefs and let her feel how hard he was. Scott was extremely excited and he knew she was too. Both of her hands were now slowly stroking him. He ran his hands through her long silky hair, and played with it, twirling it in his fingers. Then, he grabbed it firmly at the base of her neck.

   “Get doon on yer knees,” he said as his strong grip eased her downwards. She quickly obliged and slid off his underwear. He kept a firm grip of her hair and she started to lick and suck him. Her hands grabbed his butt cheeks as
she rhythmically moved her head backwards and forwards. Scott could feel her sharp nails digging into his flesh, he liked it. After a few minutes he was close, so he lifted her up in his arms, before laying her on the bed. Once again he pushed her back and lifted her legs, sliding them apart. He bent down onto his knees and started to lick and tease her core again. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down on to her, moaning loudly. She held the back of his head tightly for a couple of minutes before she couldn’t take anymore.

   “Now Scott, please, take me now,” she said gasping.

He quickly stood up and held her legs apart, carefully pulling her towards him. He moved deep inside her and began to thrust, powerful, passion-filled strokes. As the love-making continued he lowered himself on top of her, she scraped her nails over his muscled chest, scratching his nipples. Scott knew he couldn’t last much longer and within a few minutes he had a mind-blowing orgasm. He moved his mouth to hers, first brushing her lips softly before kissing her properly.

   “Wow, that was awesome,”
he said as he moved to her side, removing her blindfold.

   “
It was amazing, I love it when you take control like that,” she whispered as she rolled on top of him.

He wrapped his strong arms around her and their lips came together again.

   “Are yer ready fer a quick glass of champagne now?” Scott asked.

   “Yes please, and I’
m ready to take these shoes off too,” she answered smiling wickedly.

After a quick shower and a glass
of champagne, it was time for sleep. They were both still a little tired and jet-lagged. It had been a great day, Scott thought as they lay in bed in each other’s arms. He knew though that the following day was going to be hard to deal with.

Chapter 8

  
It was another cool crisp morning in Glasgow. Scott and Tiffany were on the road. Although they were not due to meet Chris’s Mom until 11:00 a.m., they were both awake early so had made a start. Being as though they had plenty of time, Scott wanted to head over to visit his parents’ graves.  It wasn’t far to drive, but the traffic was quite bad so it took a while. Scott always liked to visit them when he was able to, and just as always, he left some flowers. He briefly showed Tiffany around the area where he had grown up. She was fascinated. It was a totally different world to where she was raised.

   They arrived at Chris’s Mom’s house a little early but she was ready for them. He hadn’t seen her for many years but they recognized each other instantly. Scott offered her his condolences and introduced her to Tiffany. It only took about 20 minutes to drive up to the Loch Lomond area, a lot of the earlier morning traffic had cleared. Angela Walker sat in the back seat as Scott made his way north. She showed him where Chris’s car had been found, but said there was a much closer place to park if they wanted to see the exact spot where his body was found.

   Scott followed her directions and parked where she recommended. It was only about a mile hike from there to the spot where he was found. The pathway through the trees was flat, but very muddy and it took around 25 minutes to reach the area where Chris spent his last moments. Scott left some flowers near the spot and spent a few minutes just thinking, and remembering, before they all headed back towards the car. It still didn’t make any sense to him, nor did it to anyone. Scott wanted answers, he needed answers, but he feared he wasn’t going to get any.

   After the short trip back down to Glasgow, the next stop was the cemetery where Chris was buried. Once again Scott left flowers and spent a few moments remembering his friend, before walking back to the car, holding Tiffany’s hand. He drove Angela back to her home, she did mention to him that Sharon would like to see him. Scott had planned on stopping by to see her anyway. She still lived in the same house that he’d been to many times. Being as though it was only early afternoon, Scott decided to head over there, after saying his farewell to Angela. He called Sharon to make sure she was home before setting off. It took less than half an hour to drive across the city. Scott parked in the street in front of the house. Sharon greeted them at the front door and invited them into her home. Once again Scott introduced Tiffany, before they all made their way through to the small living room.

   “I’m glad yer
came Scott, there’s something I wanted tae tell yer,” Sharon said as they all sat down.

   “
Do yer know something aboot what happened to him?” Scott replied hopefully.

   “I’m nae sure, but something strange did h
appen last week. It was aboot 9:00 p.m. last Thursday, I’d just put the kids tae bed when someone came tae the front door. It was a couple of men asking fer Chris. I told them what had happened and that he had nae lived here fer over a year anyway. They were very rude, and said they did nae believe me. They said they’d come back this week. I dinnae really know what tae do.”

   “Did yer recognize them?”

   “Nae, I’d nae ever seen them afore”

   “Did they say where they were fae? Or what they wanted?” Scott asked, this was getting stranger and stranger he thought.

   “They did nae say anything. I called the police and reported it but they said there was nae much they could do as they did nae threaten me or anything.”

   “Aye I dinnae suppose there is much they can do. This is very strange though.” Scott added as he glanced over at Tiffany. She just shook her head. Everyone was confused.

   “Did yer mention anything aboot this tae Angela?” Scott asked.

   “Nae, I did nae want tae worry her. Plus I presume whoever it was they did nae have her address or know that’s where he was staying or they’d have gone there first.”

Scott was trying to work a few things out in his mind, but it was difficult. There wasn’t a lot to go on.

   “Did yer ever see him with any new people? Or did he mention ever meeting anyone that yer did nae know?”

   “Nae, we only really saw each other once a week when he came tae collect the kids, Och we chatted a wee bit but nae in any great detail. We were friends. He was always there if we needed anything or if the kids needed anything. It’s been hard on them.”

   “Aye I bet it has, it will take some time. Did yer notice any difference in his behavior at all, especially the last couple of times yer saw him?”

   “Nae really Scott, he’d been pretty depressed ever since he left the army tae be honest. He really did nae like his job, I knew that. He mentioned last year that he’d been in touch with yer again. And that he’d been over tae America tae see yer. When he came back fae seeing yer, he was really happy. Especially the second time he visited, in the summer. He said he’d done a job with yer and he really seemed on a high. It was guid tae see him like that. He did nae go in tae details aboot what yer’d done but something definitely made him happy. And like I told yer, he seemed tae be spending a lot of money. It only lasted fer a couple of months though and as the year wore on, he gradually started tae fall back in tae his previous groove.”