Thursday, September 5th, 2:07 pm
"Oh... mmmm," Lillian moaned as she rode my dick; her breasts jutted out in front of her as her back was arched. One hand was overhead, with her fingers buried in her hair as she began to come down from her third orgasm.
Despite having just cum deep into the tight, wet canal of the woman on top of me, I was still mostly hard and was enjoying watching the fair, freckled redhead enjoy herself as she used my body to squeeze out another climax. My fingers had wandered up and down her waist, enjoying the feminine figure of a woman in the full bloom of female maturity. She was soft, yet everything was still firm and tight. Like so many nineteen-year-olds, she was a biological miracle... a walking incarnation of a goddess. The fact that she was single baffled me.
Finally done, the young woman collapsed on top of me, swearing in her Scottish brogue as she buried her face in my chest.
It was the warmest part of the day, and the sky was clear, allowing Lillian to show me around town and guide me to one of her favorite spots--the scant ruins of a rare ancient Roman bath. The fact that it was a little far off the beaten path and wasn't much to look at meant that it remained relatively secluded and rarely saw passers-by, save an occasional boat cruising down the loch the bath was next to. It had been a perfect spot for us to spend a little time enjoying each other's bodies while taking in the beautiful Scottish scenery.
The two of us were silent for a while, listening to the other breathe for the next few minutes before she finally spoke up. "So, who are all the other women?"
I glanced down at the Scottish flower laying on top of me. Her arms crossed my chest, and she stared out at the water. When I didn't immediately answer, she cut her bright green eyes over at me and said, "The blonde woman who left this mornin' and the one with the funny collar around her neck. Then there's the Asian woman, the tall one, and the one with the dreads."
"You don't miss much, do you?" I asked, tracing my fingertips down the spine of her naked back.
"Aye," she said, laying her head on her arms to stare back at the water.
"Helen's the blonde. She's my lawyer. Shea is the Asian. She's my masseuse and flight attendant on my plane. Emily's the tall one. She's my sister and the other one is her girlfriend, Natashya."
"And are ye sleeping with all of them?" she asked, looking back at me.
Not wanting to lie to her, I simply nodded and said, "Well... not all of them. Not Emily."
"Naturally," she said, giving me a half smile.
I used to sleep with Natashya, but since she and Emily were getting serious, it got a little weird, and we decided to stop. Shea, Erin, and Helen... yeah. I'm sleeping with all of them."
"And the collared woman with the sour expression?" she asked. I was hoping she wouldn't.
"That's... a long story, but yeah. I've been sleeping with her for a while now."
"Ah-huh," she said, laying her head back down to stare at the loch.
"You're not mad, are you?" I asked.
"When will you be leaving?" she asked, ignoring my question.
"No later than the end of the week," I said. "I have some stuff to take care of."
"So mysterious."
I dragged my fingertips across the silky expanse of her back. "It's one of the things that makes me attractive, right?"
"I guess so," she said, pressing her lips to my chest to give me a kiss. She looked at me. "Will I ever see ye again?"
I snorted at the question. "I just bought a castle, so yes. I'll be back."
She smiled back at the response. "Aye, but will this be our last time together?"
"I certainly hope not," I said. "I've really enjoyed your company."
"So've you," she said with a sweet little smile.
I felt something tighten in my chest. Lillian was a sweet girl, and I was starting to worry that she wanted something a little more serious than I intended. "Listen... I'd love to do this again with you, but don't let that stop you from pursuing someone who might come into your life. As you've pointed out, this town is small, and there aren't a whole lot of opportunities. I'd hate for you to miss out on something or someone because of this."
"I won't," she said, looking down at her fingers as they traced over my chest. "Do you have someone?"
"You just named them all," I said.
"I mean a girlfriend. Someone you love."
Natalie and Danni came to mind--the former because, for a long time, I felt like I was in love with her. The latter because Lillian was starting to remind me a little of her. The redhead had Danni's disposition, and I was beginning to wonder if she was about to subject me to another 'define the relationship' type conversation.
"No," I said after a few moments of thought. "I tried it, but it's not for me. Not right now, anyway." She didn't need to know that I'd never technically dated a woman since I inherited my money. Danni had been close, and I'd tried really hard to date Natalie, but things hadn't worked out, and looking back, that was possibly for the best. As the days continued to pass, I was beginning to understand more and more that Helen had probably been correct when she said that a relationship wasn't good for me. As it stood, I had everything I could ever want... including the loyalty of more than one woman. What was the point of tying myself down to a single relationship?
I kept trying to tell myself that in an effort to not fall in love with every single woman I took to bed, and it was no different with Lillian. Whenever she batted those green eyes at me or flashed me that dimpled smile, my heart softened like butter. Danni and Helen were my greatest defenses when it came to my biggest weaknesses. All I had to do was remember Helen's advice that relationships were likely nothing but trouble for me right now and then recall Danni's tear-streaked face when I told her I couldn't be in a relationship with her. Those two things helped give me the resolve I needed to avoid falling in love with every beautiful girl I came across.
Perhaps it was because she'd been as sweet as Danni, but I half-expected Lillian to start crying while lying on my chest. Instead, she gazed at me for a moment and then simply lay her head back on my chest, looking back out at the loch. Neither of us spoke for nearly ten minutes as we listened to the sound of the wind rustling through the trees. Once I felt her shiver, I grabbed my overcoat and draped it over both of us, and she looked at me gratefully before placing her hands delicately on either side of my face and drawing me in for a sweet kiss.
"Well... thank ye anyway for a wonderful few days," she murmured into the kiss and then started back up again. I felt my cock begin to stir under her thigh and pressed my groin into her to enjoy the feel of her soft skin rubbing against my semi-erection.
"One more before I have to let you go?" I asked between kisses.
"Aye," she said, grinning into the kiss as she began crawling up my body to position her hips over mine.
Thursday, September 5th, 4:35 pm
Something about the way I looked must have telegraphed that I'd just had sex because as I returned to the castle grounds alone, I was met with a wolf whistle followed by a feminine voice calling out to me. "Did you take another trip through the Highlands again?"
