One year later
Claire was leaving the hospital when she heard her phone chime with a message.
Jamie: Go to the park where we first met.
She was confused by the text. Jamie had left the day before yesterday to meet with his uncle in Paris. He wasn’t due back until the next day if things went smoothly he had told her.
Claire: Why? What is going on?
Jamie: Just a wee surprise 🙂
Claire had no idea how he could have a surprise at the park for her when he wasn’t even in the same country. Maybe he set it up with Geillis. She hoped that Geillis was keeping her mouth shut about the surprise she was planning for Jamie for their one year anniversary in just over a month.
Claire: Not much of a surprise if you aren’t here to see my reaction.
Claire’s imagination was running away with her as she made her way to the park.
Claire: Oh god you don’t have someone hiding in the bushes to record my reaction do you?
She was walking down the sidewalk in the direction of the park bench she had been sitting on that day as she texted him. Her head jerked up when she heard a phone chime that sounded just like Jamie’s.
And there he was, standing next to the bench he had fallen over, smiling as he read the text.
“Jamie” she called out and he looked up at her. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and held open his arms for her. She picked up her pace as a smile broke out on her face. She rushed into his arms. “Hey” she said before he crashed his lips into hers. “You’re back early” she said as they pulled away for a breath. “What’s all this about?”
“One year ago on this day I fell over this bench and opened my eyes to see the most beautiful woman staring down at me. I spent weeks thinking about her until fate brought her back to me.” He reached his hand up and stroked her cheek with affection. “I wanted to surprise ye” he said grinning at her. “I packed us a wee picnic and have a gift for ye” he nodded at the basket and gift bag sitting on the bench.
“Jamie….” Claire didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t even thought about celebrating the actual day they met. They hadn’t even gotten each others names that day. “I didn’t…..” she began but Jamie silenced her with a finger to her lips.
“Tis just something special I wanted to do for ye Sassenach.” Claire just nodded and tried to keep herself from crying. Jamie had a way of making her fall in love with him all over again from time to time and this was one of those times.
He kissed her softly again before they both sat down on the bench with the picnic basket between them. “What’s this?” she asked motioning to the gift bag sitting next to her.
“Just a wee anniversary gift. Open it” he said with that crooked grin that made her want to kiss him or kick him depending on the circumstances. She resisted the urge to throw herself at him in a public park and just smiled as she began pulling tissue paper out of the bag. She reached in and pulled an unmarked black box out. It was kind of heavy but she had no clue what it could be. “I wasna sure it would be ready on time” Jamie said to her. Claire was very intrigued. She opened the box and pulled out a lovely bottle of whisky. She read the bottle and gasped.
“Jamie…..” she breathed but couldn’t articulate any other words as tears formed in her eyes. She thought back to when Jamie had told her that his whisky’s were named after things that impacted his life as she held the bottle with the name Sassenach printed on the label in gold. Jamie reached up and brushed away a tear that she hadn’t even realized was sliding down her cheek.
“We have been working on it for months. Do ye like it?” His voice was soft, almost like he was afraid she wouldn’t. Claire sniffled out a laugh and pulled her eyes from the label to look at him.
“Well….I don’t know. I haven’t tried it yet” she teased with a smile. Jamie just shook his head at her sarcastic reply. “Jamie this is the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me.” She reached out and cupped his face, needing to touch him. “Thank you.”
Jamie smiled, thrilled that she liked it.... well the thought of it anyway. He reached in and pulled two whisky glasses out of the basket. Claire looked at the label again. “Is this the first bottle?” she asked not seeing a number.
“Aye. Do ye mind if I put the bottle on my shelf when we finish with it?” he asked. Jamie kept the first bottle of all the whiskys he produced. She smiled and nodded with the hope that one day she would look at that very bottle every day.
Six weeks later
Claire fumbled with the keys, trying to unlock the door to her flat as Jamie pressed into the back of her, his hands skimming along her hips and his lips gliding along the skin on the side of her neck. Her eyes dropped shut as lust filled her at his touch. The keys slipped from her fingers.
“Do ye need some help with that mo chridhe?” he teased with a chuckle. She didn’t answer, just turned her head and caught his lips with her own. She turned toward him and gripped the lapels of his blazer, pulling him as close as she could. After a year, the feeling of not being close enough hadn’t faded. She wanted him as much now as she had then, if not more so. Jamie backed her into the door and kissed her deeply. He felt her body melt into his as one of her hands moved into his hair. She nipped at his bottom lip and he pulled back with his lopsided grin.
“We should get inside Sassenach” he murmured to her and leaned down grabbing the forgotten keys. He easily slid the key in the lock and turned the knob to open the door. He maintained a hold on her waist with his other hand to keep her from falling back as the door opened.
Claire pulled his lips back to hers as she walked backwards through the door into her flat pulling him along with her. “God I want you” she gasped. She pushed his jacket off his shoulders as she continued to kiss him. Her fingers began working to undo the buttons of his shirt before tugging it free from his jeans.
Jamie was caught up in the moment but snapped out of it as Claire hands began to fumble with his belt. He grabbed her hands to stop her.
“Slow down Sassenach. Ye canna have yer way with me in the front hall” he said, smiling at her eagerness.
“Take me to bed then” she said seductively. Jamie wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the floor. Claire let her lips nip at the skin of his neck as he moved toward her bedroom. Geillis had walked in on them once before and he didn’t want a repeat of that sort of embarrassment for all of them.
Jamie placed her feet back on the floor as soon as the door was closed and pressed his lips back to hers trying to keep it slow. She shoved his shirt off his shoulders and he let it slip to the floor before he reached around and began pulling the zipper down the back of her dress. Claire managed to unbuckle his belt and pop the button of his fly. She let out a low moan when he moved his lips to the side of her throat as his fingers pulled her dress down her shoulders and arms until her bare breasts were exposed. She was forced to release her hold on him as her dress slid down her arms, trapping them to her sides. Jamie pulled back and smiled at her when he realized she was immobilized by her dress. He was going to take full advantage of the situation. He moved her until her back was against the closed door. She was already panting in anticipation as he lowered his mouth to her breast sucking in one pert nipple.
“Jamie” she breathed. She was delirious with wanting and a bit frustrated at his slow pace.
“Tell me what ye want mo ghràdh” he murmured into her skin. He didn’t wait for her to answer as he began to lower his body. His lips traced down each inch of newly exposed skin as he continued to pull her dress down until it was bunched at her waist and Claire was able to free her arms. “I ken what I want” he whispered, his breath warm against the skin of her lower belly making her quiver with need as he pulled her dress over her hip and arse until she was able to step out of it.
She now stood before him clad in nothing but a pair of black lace panties. He tipped his head to look up at her. Claire had her bottom lip trapped tightly between her teeth. She was looking down at Jamie, kneeling in front of her in only jeans that were unbuttoned showing he was a true Scotsman and sexy as hell.
“Looks like my gift is perfectly wrapped” he said, his voice husky with need as he traced the lace edging with his fingers. “Shall I open it?” he asked as he pressed a kiss to the skin just above her lace covered center. Jamie felt Claire’s hands tangle in his hair and heard her sigh.
He smiled knowing his slow pace was frustrating her. He had been out of town the last ten days meeting with distributors in the United States. He knew she had missed him just as much as he missed her. He made it a point to make it back in time for their one year anniversary. They just got back to her flat after having a romantic dinner at the same Italian restaurant they went to one their first date.
He slid his fingers in the edge of her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs. Claire stepped out of them, pushing them over to be forgotten with her dress. Jamie leaned in running his nose through the small, perfectly groom strip of hair. Claire gripped his hair and gasped when he swiped his tongue against her. His hands moved to the back of her thighs, parting them slightly, as he began to work his tongue against her hungrily. He moaned in satisfaction at the taste of her.
Claire loved when Jamie did this to her, the man really was an expert with his mouth, but right now she wanted more. She used her hands that were still clutching his hair to pull him up to her. She kissed him fiercely. The sexual tension had built throughout the evening with knowing looks and a touch here and there, but now they had reach a boiling point and she needed him now.
“I want you” she breathed against his lips. "All of you." Jamie wrapped an arm around her waist and grabbed the back of her thigh, lifting her and turned to lay her on the bed. He pushed his lips back to her as he dropped between her legs. Claire reached down and frantically pushed at his jeans to rid him of them. Jamie broke the kiss to pull his jeans off his feet and tossed them to the floor. He lowered himself back down to her, running his left hand up the outside of her thigh, pulling her firmly against him as he kissed her again.
Jamie trailed his lips down her neck, sucking and licking the sensitive spots. Claire felt his hard member pressing against her. She rolled her hips against him, needing the friction. She felt like she would go mad if he didn’t just take her. “Please” she begged rubbing herself against him again, anything to relieve the pressure. “Please Jamie please.” He lifted up on one arm and gripped her hip with the other hand, pulling his hips back slightly then pushing himself into her. “Oh god yesss” she cried out at the feel of him filling her so completely after so long apart.
“Christ ye feel like heaven” he said as he began to move slowly. It was exquisite and Claire knew she would never get enough of this. Of feeling him do this to her body. Jamie sat up and held her hips as he continued his slow pace. Claire loved to watch him watch as he made love to her. He lifted her hips to hit that sweet spot inside her. She clutched the pillow her head was on, her eyes dropping closed as she moaned out. She planted her feet so that she could roll her hip against him, needing more. Though every move he made felt incredible, he was still moving too slow for her. She wanted him to take her harder. She sat up, pulling away slightly and turned over. Jamie hardly ever took her from behind because he loved to see her face while he made love to her, but she just really needed him to loose control a bit. She looked over her shoulder and smirked at him.
“Take me” she said in a sultry voice, backing up a bit. Jamie reached out and grabbed her arse with both hands. Squeezing before lining himself up and pushing into her firmly. “YES” she cried out. He was so deep and she felt his fingers pressing firmly into her hips as he set a quick and steady pace. He leaned over her body, placing kisses along her back and shoulders. His hands came around to grasp her breasts. He pulled her upright, sitting back, so that she was sitting on him, slowing them back down as his lips found her neck where he nipped at the sensitive skin.
“I never want to stop making love to ye.” His voice was husky in her ear, causing her to hum in pleasure. He was cupping both of her breasts and she brought her hand up to run her fingers through his hair and turned her head to press her lips to his briefly. Even though they weren’t facing each other, this position felt so sensual. “I’m gonna make ye come now” he said to her, sliding his hand down her torso, to the apex of her thighs and began stroking her sensitive bundle. It didn’t take long for her climax to build.
“Oh god Jamie I’m coming” she gasped out as waves of pleasure began to course through her. He held her to him as her body jerked with the force of her orgasm. He gently pushed her forward to lie on the bed, then guided her onto her back. Hovering between her legs, he kissed her passionately, his tongue dipping past her lips to taste her as he slowly slid back into her, still hard and wanting. He made slow, sweet love to her and soon she felt the burning for release build back up in her.
Jamie grabbed her hands, lacing their fingers together and Claire could feel him swell inside her. He was close. He looked down at her face and noticed her lip once again caught between her teeth as she fought to control her orgasm that she knew was coming. “Let go mo chridhe. Come for me again” he whispered to her. He watched as her second orgasm hit her and her mouth fell open as she moaned out in pleasure, her head pushed back and her body arching into him. He dropped his face into the crook of her neck chanting her name as he came in pulsing waves inside her.
She wrapped her arms around him not wanting him to move. Needing to feel his weight surrounding her. After a few minutes he rolled to the side, pulling her with him like he always does, afraid that she can’t take his weight for too long. He loved the sound she made when he pulled free from her. He compared it to a cross between a moan and the whine of a puppy.
“I missed you” she mumbled against his chest for what seemed like the thousandth time that night. He smiled and looked down at her face. She felt heavy and limp against him and he noticed her eyes slowly drooping closed.
“Are ye just gonna fall asleep on me?” he chuckled. She simply lifted her hand and let fall back to his chest in answer. Jamie kissed her head and smiled in amusement. “I love ye mo chridhe, more than anything” he told her even though she was already asleep.
Claire looked at Jamie and couldn’t believe he was hers. Just a year ago a spark was lit and fate brought them together when Claire wasn’t even looking. This man dropped into her life, literally, and changed everything. She thought she knew what love was but she had been wrong. She had never felt so completely loved as she does with Jamie……... and to think she had been married. She now has moments of being extremely grateful to Frank for his infidelity. She would have been content in her marriage with Frank. She would never had met Jamie and would have remained oblivious to the true feeling of being complete with someone. Oblivious to what it really feels like to be truly loved.
Claire moved slowly to extract herself from the bed to use the restroom. It was rare that she woke up before him on days she doesn’t have to work. She was quick in the bathroom, cleaning herself up from the previous night activities since he wore her out and she drifted to sleep almost immediately.
She was quite as she made her way back to the bed. Jamie looks so peaceful when he sleeps, just like a child. She always has the urge to touch him when he’s asleep. She has the urge to touch him nearly all the time, but there was something about touching him when he is asleep that pulls her toward him. Maybe it was because it was the only time he was completely unguarded.
Claire looked at him still sound asleep on his back. He had his left arm up over his head, his face pressed against his bicep. His right hand rested on his torso just above his belly button. The blanket was only covering him from the waist down and she let her eyes wander over the parts of him that were exposed. She thought about their love making the night before and got an idea she knew he would like.
“Time to even the score Mr. Fraser” she said softly not trying to wake him just yet. She moved down the bed as gently as she could pushing the covers off of him to expose his manhood. She moved between his spread legs and sat on her knees to keep herself balanced for the task she was going to undertake. She kept her eyes on his face as she reached out and gently grabbed his semi erect member and began stroking it steadily. He groaned and turned his head but didn’t actually wake up. It wasn’t long for him to be hard as stone and that was Claire’s cue to begin her wake up call.
She lowered her head and ran her tongue slowly up the underside if his shaft. She swirled her tongue around the sensitive head before enveloping him in her mouth. She dropped down as far as she could and sucked firmly as she pulled back up, using her hand to stroke the bottom where her mouth couldn’t reach. She heard Jamie groan again and then felt his hand in her hair. She pulled him from her mouth with a pop and looked over his hard-on to see his face. He looked as if he was concentrating hard on something.
“Good morning” she said with a smirk as her hand stroked his cock steadily.
“Tis’ a verra good morning. Please dinna let me stop ye” he said lifting his hips a fraction of an inch towards her. She smiled and got back to her goal of making him come. Jamie was often loquacious when they made love which Claire found was a huge turn on since most of the time he was trying to make her come with his words. But when he was receiving oral he was always reduced to unintelligible grunts, groans, and moans, though he always managed to tell her when he was going to come.
Claire pulled out all of her fellatio skills, using her hands to cup him and dragging her fingernails down the flesh of his inner thighs. A drop of precum beaded on his tip and she swiped it clean with her tongue, savoring the flavor of him as she teased around the sensitive ridge of his cock. She looked up at him and relished the intense look of pleasure on his face. She felt him throb against her tongue.
“A Diha...I’m gonna come” he warned her. She wanted all he had to offer and covered him with her mouth as came, swallowing quickly. Jamie was panting from the power of his orgasm as Claire crawled back up his body.
“Now we are even” she said grinning at him before kissing his smiling lips. Claire shifted to snuggle into Jamie’s side with her head on his chest.
“I dinna need it to be even” he said playing with her hair. “I would be content with just gettin’ ye off for the rest of my life but I willna ever turn down a jobby.” Claire giggled before sighing in complete contentment. “I love waking up in this bed with ye” he commented lazily, as he continued to run his fingers through her curls. Claire leaned up to look at his face.
“What if I told you you could wake up in this bed every day” she said smiling at him. Jamie just knit his brows not catching on. Claire place a quick kiss on his chest before expanding. “I was going to bring this up last night but I was far too distracted.” Jamie wagged his eyebrows at her, making her giggle again. “Geillis is moving in with Dougal. That’s why she hasn’t been here lately.”
“So that’s why ye were fine with gettin’ me naked in the hall!” he teased as if it was a revelation. Claire swatted his chest but couldn’t help but smile.
“I’m trying to be serious here” she said. Jamie mimicked zipping his lips closed and let his hand stroke up and down the bare skin of her back. “So now I will have the place to myself and thought as a sort of anniversary gift I would ask if you might want to move in with me.” She rushed the words out feeling nervous about what he would say. What if he didn’t want to live with her?
“I mean I can’t really promise that you would actually wake up with me every day. You know how my schedule can be and….” Claire was cut off by Jamie’s lips on hers. He rolled them over as he continued to kiss her. He pulled back and just let his eyes sweep her face. To get to see this face every day would be a blessing he thought. Claire didn’t say anything as she reached her hand up to stroke his face and just looked at him looking at her. She didn’t want to pressure him or try to convince him but she wanted him with her every day.
“What do you say?” she whispered. Jamie just leaned down and brushed his lips against hers gently. He began dragging his lip across her jaw and down the side of her throat before he nipped at her earlobe.
“When?” he breathed in her ear.
“When what?” she sighed, completely distracted by the feel of his mouth on her and his hand skimming her side. Jamie pulled back and chuckled a bit.
“When can I move in?” he asked. A huge smile broke out on Claire’s face.
“Now” she answered, trying to contain her giddy happiness.
“Nah. I’m too busy right now” he told her.
“Busy doing what exactly?” she inquired knowing they both had the day off.
“Busy making love to the woman of my dreams” he said nudging her legs apart with his knees.
Jamie made slow sweet love to Claire knowing that there was nothing in life that would compare to how he felt when he was with her. The knowledge that she wanted to begin to really share a life with him made their joining that much sweeter. He already knew he wanted her forever and thought that maybe she wanted that too. This was her little nudge in that direction and he would take it.