“Perfect,” he interrupted. “You are the most perfect woman I’ve ever known. Perfect for me, at least. And I don’t give a damn what any of my so-called friends might think, Tessa. We’ve had this discussion several times already, darling, and nothing has changed. Mine is the only opinion that should matter to you, and my opinion is that you and I were made for each other.” He pressed a kiss to her palm. “You’re the love of my life, Tessa. My only love.”
She beamed at him, her blue eyes softly glowing once again. “And when you say things like that, it makes me feel all warm and gooey inside. And you know I feel the same way, Ian, that you’re the only man I’ve ever truly been in love with. That’s why I’m so afraid of embarrassing you tomorrow night, of disappointing you.”
He gave her a look of mock severity. “Now, you know that the chance of either of those things happening is downright impossible. It’s just a party, darling, attended by a lot of people I barely know and won’t see again until the same time next year. You’ve already met my brothers and my closest friends, and all of them adore you. So don’t worry about any of the rest because they simply aren’t worth it. And,” he added gently, “if the idea is truly upsetting you, we’ll just skip the party. I can think of at least a dozen different things I’d rather do anyway. All of which involve you, a bed, and the complete absence of clothing.”
Tessa giggled at the rather lecherous grin he gave her, and shook her head. “No, it’s okay. I know that Victoria would be upset if we didn’t attend, and she’s been so kind to me. And it would break my heart not to be able to wear that gorgeous dress we picked out, so we have to go.”
“You’re the one who’s going to be breaking hearts when everyone sees you in that gown, my love,” he assured her. “You will definitely be the belle of the ball, and everyone is going to be enchanted by you. Just like I was the first time we met.”
She was the one to kiss his hand this time. “There you go again,” she whispered. “Saying such romantic things that I feel like weeping with joy.”
“Well, we can’t have that,” teased Ian. “So I suggest we order a drink instead.”
He tactfully didn’t bring up the subject of tomorrow night’s party again during their meal, and somewhat intentionally plied her with a bit more alcohol than usual to help her relax. His actions fortunately had the desired effect, and she turned her attention instead to the fabulous meal they enjoyed, and excitedly recounting all of the wonderful sights they had seen over the past couple of days. Her cheeks glowed rosily, her blue eyes sparkled, and she laughed and smiled throughout the duration of the meal.
And during the cab ride back to the townhouse, he discovered that the extra glass or two of wine had also made her rather amorous. She was snuggled up so closely against him that she was practically sitting on his lap, and hugging his arm flush against her breasts. He smiled down at her, only to be taken by surprise as she tugged his head down to hers, kissing him eagerly. Ian returned her kiss with answering hunger, but then quickly stilled when he heard the unmistakable sounds of her moans begin to increase in volume. A brief sideways glance from his peripheral vision confirmed that their driver had heard Tessa as well, given the knowing grin on his face as he looked back at them.
Ian gently eased her away from him, keeping her hand firmly clasped in one of his, as he raised a finger to his lips.
“Shh,” he mouthed silently. “We have a very interested observer.” He inclined his head towards their driver.
Tessa’s eyes were twinkling impishly. “Who cares?” she mouthed back. “I say we give him a little thrill.”
He shook his head. “Not here,” he whispered urgently. “We’ll be back at the house in just a few minutes. Then you can thrill me all night long, love.”
She stuck her bottom lip out in a playful pout. “What if I can’t wait that long?” she teased, deliberately rubbing her leg against his.
Ian smiled, dropping a quick kiss on her forehead. “Of course you can,” he replied lazily. “And you know how much better it always is when you have to wait for it a bit.”
She ran her tongue enticingly around his ear before biting down gently on the lobe. “But I want you now,” she purred. “I’m already wet for you, Ian.”
He grit his teeth, and tried to will his fully aroused body to behave itself until they were somewhere private. “I’m sure you are, darling,” he muttered in a low voice. “But I’d strongly advise you to exercise some self control right now. Otherwise, when I get you inside, you’re going to find yourself with far more than you can handle.”
Tessa giggled, the sound making him even harder. “Mmm, you might be right,” she breathed into his ear. “This might be more than I can take tonight.” Her free hand slid up the hard, tightly bunched muscles of his thigh until it reached his crotch. Before he could stop her, she was squeezing his rock hard cock and he had to bite down on his bottom lip – nearly hard enough to break the skin – to stifle the loud moan he would have otherwise uttered. Frantically, his fingers encircled her wrist and firmly removed it from his lap.
“You’ll take all of it,” he growled. “In fact, you’re being such a wicked girl right now that you’re going to take everything I’m going to give you. Maybe even a spanking for your naughtiness.”
Her eyes widened in arousal, her lips parting enticingly as she ran her tongue around them. “Promise?” she asked in that breathy little voice he adored.
Ian laughed in delight at her response, bringing their tightly clasped hands to his lips. “Wait and see, you little imp. Ah, thank Christ, we’re only a block away now. I’m not sure I would have lasted another five minutes. You’re making it very, very difficult to resist you. Which I’m quite sure you’re very well aware of.”
Ian paid the driver, giving the man a disapproving look when he gave him a knowing wink. The driver instantly sobered, mumbling his thanks, and wishing them a pleasant evening before driving away. Tessa gave a little shake of her head.
“Was it really necessary to terrify that poor man?” she asked in amusement. “That look you just gave him - as though you were going to throttle him or something.”
He shrugged, unconcerned. “I didn’t like the way he was staring at you. Or that wink he gave me. Like he knew exactly what I was planning to do as soon as we walked through the front door.”
“And what would that be?” she teased, looping her arm through his as they walked through the front gate of the townhouse.
Ian swept her into his arms, drawing a startled little gasp from her lips as he kissed her soundly. “Fuck you straight through till morning,” he rasped, as he opened the door and pulled her inside.
Once he’d locked the door firmly behind them, he pushed her up against the entryway wall, his lips claiming hers in a possessive kiss as he deftly unfastened the buttons of her coat. Blindly, he pulled the coat down her arms, letting the expensive cashmere garment fall to the floor unheeded. He lifted one of her legs to wrap around his waist, his hand gliding up beneath the hem of her dark blue knit dress to caress her stocking-clad thigh. The movement brought their bodies into direct contact with the other, allowing his fully engorged dick to nestle into the soft, welcoming notch of her thighs. Tessa moaned beneath his blistering kiss, clearly aroused by the way he kept grinding himself against her.
Impatiently, Ian tore off his own black wool overcoat. The blood was roaring in his ears by now, his body so aroused and needy that he felt his famed powers of self-control rapidly disintegrating with each second that passed.
He caught the hem of her dress in his hands. “Let me see you,” he told her in a raspy voice.
She nodded, offering not the slightest resistance as he stripped off the dress. His breath hissed out sharply at the sight she made - still wearing the knee-high black leather boots, the tops of her silky black stockings visible from knee to upper thigh; and wearing a particularly sexy matched set of black lace lingerie - the panties sheer and lacy, the bra displaying her opulent breasts t
o their absolute best advantage. Tessa looked sinful, decadent, forbidden - except that she belonged to him now, was his to do whatever he wished with. And at this particular moment, he could think of many, many things he’d like to do with her - every one of them dirty and naughty and extremely pleasurable.
Ian traced a finger along the heavy swell of her breasts, beautifully displayed in the low-cut bra. “You’re magnificent, Tessa,” he told her in a husky voice. “The sexiest, most beautiful woman I could ever imagine. Every time I look at you I have to remind myself that you’re mine. And I thank my very lucky stars for that fact every single time.”
She gasped as he slipped two fingers inside a lacy bra cup to find her nipple. The moans she made as he fondled her made his cock swell to epic proportions, and he felt sweat pop out above his upper lip. Almost roughly, he unhooked her bra, peeling the lacy cups away to bare her breasts.
“God, how I adore these,” he rasped, his big hands cupping the firm globes. “You are ten thousand times sexier than the most provocative centerfold could ever hope to be. Let me, darling.”
Ian bent his head to her breasts, his tongue laving one taut, pale apricot nipple while his fingers plucked at the other hard peak. Tessa threaded her hands into his hair, clutching him even closer, and her moans of pleasure quickly grew to a fever pitch. Ian wasn’t at all certain how long he could hold back his own need for fulfillment, as the sounds she was making were turning him on unbearably.
“Ohhh.”
The long, drawn-out groan escaped Tessa’s lips as he slid two fingers inside her panties, brushing through the soft nest of her pubic hair, his thumb circling her clit. She clutched his upper arms, steadying herself, as his fingers dipped inside her drenched slit.
“Mmm, you’re so wet, love,” he purred in her ear. “I’ll bet you taste delicious. Let’s see, shall we?”
Tessa’s eyes were half-shut with passion as she watched him bring his fingers to his lips, licking her juices off. “Just as I thought,” he murmured in a seductive voice. “Absolutely delicious. Here, taste.”
“Ah, God.” Tessa shuddered as he once again slid his fingers deep inside her vagina, gathering up the moisture he found there. Obediently, she sucked his fingers into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his knuckles.
This time it was Ian who hissed sharply, his eyes darkening, his entire body so fully and thoroughly aroused that he was almost shaking. He jerked his fingers from her lips only to grasp one of her hands and draw it down his torso to his throbbing cock.
“Jesus.” Sweat popped out on his brow now as he guided her hand up and down the full, straining length of his dick. “See what you do to me, love, how much I want you.”
Tessa kept up the motion, her slim hand stroking him until he groaned. He cupped her flushed cheek in his palm.
“Tessa.” Her name escaped his lips in a husky whisper. “Darling. God, that’s so good, so damned good. You need - I need you, Tessa. To take the edge off a bit. So that -”
“Yes.” She was already sinking to her knees, her fingers fumbling at his zipper. He cursed softly as she drew his hard, pulsing cock out, her hand stroking him persuasively.
“Ah, fuck.”
Ian slid his hands into her hair, his body primed and ready, almost losing it completely when she licked the thick beads of pre-cum from the tip of his penis. And then he could only close his eyes in ecstasy, a long, low groan escaping his throat as she took him fully into her wet, welcoming mouth.
He was so hard, so aroused, and her lips and tongue so eager, that it took an astonishingly short amount of time for him to reach his climax. He held her head still as he emptied himself into her warm, wet mouth, her throat swallowing up every drop of his cum. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched Tessa as she daintily licked any remaining traces of semen from his still semi-hard cock, and he groaned at the decadently carnal picture she made - her pink tongue flicking over the tip of his dick; her cheeks rosily flushed; her naked breasts lushly full and round and entirely too tempting; the rest of her gorgeous body barely clothed. And even though he’d just come almost violently, spilling himself down her throat, he was already hard again.
“No.”
He fisted a hand in her hair, pulling her head back as she would have eagerly, willingly, sucked him off again.
“Upstairs. The next time I come it’s going to be as deep inside of you as I can get. Come with me now, love.”
Ian held out his hand to her, drawing her to her feet and then pulling her in close for a long, dirty kiss. Tessa wrapped her arms around his waist, her breasts crushed against his chest, and kissed him back with an eagerness that made his head spin.
Without breaking the kiss, he bent at the knees and lifted her into his arms, hearing the little sound of surprise she made as he did so. He carried her up the stairs to the upper level effortlessly, not breaking stride until they reached their suite of rooms.
Still holding her, he flicked on a bedside lamp, then set her down by the side of the bed. She gazed up at him expectantly, as though waiting for his next instruction.
“Lay back. Keep your feet on the floor.”
Tessa’s eyes widened at the terse, commanding tone of his voice but complied instantly. He removed his suit jacket and tie before pulling the shirt free and unbuttoning it slowly.
“God, you’re so beautiful.”
Ian smiled at the sound of her high, breathy voice, and noticed how her big eyes roved hungrily over the bare expanse of his chest. He knelt in front of her, his hands slowly spreading her thighs apart.
“The feeling is very mutual, love,” he told her huskily. “Right now, like this - you look like sex incarnate. And you’re mine to do whatever I want with.” He opened his hand over her belly, caressing it gently. “You have no idea, Tessa, what that knowledge is doing to me at this moment.”
She licked her lips, her gaze dropping to the massive erection tenting his suit trousers. “I, um, think I’ve got a pretty good idea.”
Ian laughed softly, his hands running up and down the inside of her thighs, enjoying the sensual feel of her silky stockings beneath his palms. “Darling, my physical reaction to you is only part of what I’m feeling right now. Knowing that you trust me enough to give yourself over to me completely - it makes me feel like a fucking god, Tessa.”
Tessa ran her hand over his shoulder, the look in her eyes positively smoldering. “You are a god. Let me touch you, Ian. Please.”
He captured her hand in his, pressing a kiss to the palm. “Later. Right now I need to do this.”
In two swift motions, he pulled the lacy panties off her body and then promptly buried his face between her legs. She gasped, her hands threading into his hair as his tongue plunged deep inside her wet, creamy slit. He lifted one of her legs over her shoulder, allowing him even closer access to her delicious body.
Tessa’s hips began to move restlessly beneath his eager, hungry mouth, her pelvis thrusting up in sync each time he sucked her clit or licked along the glistening folds of her labia.
“Oh, oh.” She whimpered as he thrust two, and then three fingers deep inside her, fucking her with long, steady strokes. His thumb rasped over her clit as his tongue continued to lap her up. He loved the way she tasted, loved how responsive she was. It was hard to remember now that she’d resisted him the first time he’d tried to go down on her, that she had been so shy and naïve. Especially given the way she was moaning in pleasure at this moment, her hips moving frantically with each thrust of his fingers, each rub of his thumb. And then she came, long and hard, her tight little pussy convulsing around his fingers, her hands pulling on his hair as he sucked her clit between his teeth.
Ian was hard and throbbing again, as though it had been months since he’d last climaxed instead of mere minutes. The knowledge that he had been the only man to touch her this way, the only one to have ever given her an orgasm, made him feel powerful, manly, as though he could conquer the world.
Until Tessa had come
into his life, he had never considered himself an especially sexual man, had kept that part of himself as controlled as the rest of his life. But everything was different now with her - his gorgeous, sexy, and constantly tempting love. She aroused him just by being in the same room, which meant that he was pretty much always hard. He’d never felt this sort of need, this constant desire, and had never imagined he would ever be in the sort of highly sexual relationship he enjoyed with Tessa.
He kept his eyes on her while swiftly divesting himself of the remainder of his clothing. He was achingly hard, incredibly needy, as he gazed at the lushly sensual sight she made - laying prone on the bed, her legs still encased in those sexy as hell stockings, her feet shod in the high-heeled boots. Her thighs were still quivering from her orgasm, parted so that her glistening pink pussy was on full display to his hungry gaze. The skin over her soft belly and sumptuous breasts was flushed pink from arousal, her pale apricot nipples fully erect. She was beyond tempting, so sexy and delicious that mere words couldn’t even begin to describe her, and the need to possess her was overwhelming.
Ian stood between her thighs, his eyes locked with hers as he unzipped her boots, letting them hit the thickly carpeted floor, and then lifted one of her legs over his shoulders. Tessa gasped as he ran his hand up and down her inner thigh, and then turned his face to nuzzle her calf, his teeth lightly raking her flesh. He repeated the same actions on her other leg, and then she gave a little squeal of surprise as his hands slid beneath her buttocks. He lifted her slightly off the mattress, adjusting the angle of her body until the tip of his hugely swollen erection was probing at her wet, welcoming slit.
“Lock your ankles around my neck,” he rasped. “And hold on to the bedcovers. This is going to get very rough very quickly.”
Tessa cried out as he entered her with one savage thrust, his hands gripping the soft flesh of her ass cheeks as he held her still. Ian’s eyes were tightly shut, and he grit his teeth while struggling for control.
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