“Can I go a little further?”
She nodded. She felt Toby shift under her, and she opened her eyes. “What are you doing?” she murmured.
“Just trust me.” He’d grabbed two of the throw pillows from the other end of the couch. “Pick your head up a bit.” He fitted the pillows under her, freeing the arm that he’d used to cradle her head against the arm of the sofa.
He gently pushed her shoulders down. “You have to do three things for me.”
“What’s that?” Sienna ignored the tremor of panic that tried to surface. This was Toby. She had no reason to be afraid.
“Close your eyes, relax your body, and trust me,” he said.
She would trust him. He wouldn’t do anything to hurt her, or scare her. He wouldn’t do anything she didn’t allow him to do.
Yes, she would trust him. She would trust him to give her the kind of pleasure she’d always dreamed of receiving from a man. If any man could do that for her, it was Toby. Sienna took a deep breath, loosened the muscles in her arms and legs, and closed her eyes.
“I’m yours,” she said, turning her body over to him. “Do with me as you will.”
She felt Toby shudder underneath her. “Make sure I’m the only man you ever say those words to.”
“I promise,” Sienna laughed. “Now get to work.”
Be careful what you wish for. The old saying taunted her once again.
She’d wished for pleasure, but what she got was so far beyond anything her mind could ever conjure. Sienna wasn’t sure she could survive much more. Using nothing more than his hands, lips, and tongue, Toby turned her body inside out.
He kissed her from the tip of her head and up and down each arm, paying special attention to the sensitive spots at her wrists and the inside of her elbows. He nipped his way up her neck as his hands played over her breasts. Without a word spoken between them, they mutually decided it was time for her top to go. Once he’d rid her of her silk shell and she lay before him in nothing but her lace bra, skirt and stockings, Toby took a few moments just to stare at her.
“You are one of the sexiest women I’ve ever seen.”
Sienna laughed at the awe she heard in his voice. “If you sound any more amazed, I’m going to be more disappointed than flattered.”
“I just never imagined you would look like this. You are incredible.”
There wasn’t a woman she knew who wouldn’t love to hear those three words spoken with such sincerity.
“Thank you,” Sienna answered, just as sincere.
She needed to hear his praise just as much as she needed to feel the pleasure he was lavishing upon her. Probably more. After her mother’s years of neglect, having someone tell her she was amazing and actually mean it meant more to Sienna than Toby could possibly know. And to have someone pay attention to her body, to want to make her feel all the incredible sensations he created, was enough to make her weep.
Toby trailed his fingers along the scalloped edges of her bra as he dipped his head for another kiss. Sienna was aware of his other hand that had found its way to her knee. He rubbed it, then smoothed his palm over her thigh. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth while his hand moved her bra to the side, exposing her sensitized breasts to the cool air. The other hand moved further under her skirt, squeezing her inner thigh.
His tongue plunged in and out, over and over. His fingers played with her nipples, the pad of his thumb moving in hurried circles, forcing the nub into a hard pebble.
“Toby,” Sienna sighed, clenching her hands at her sides. The pressure building within her escalated with each sweep of his tongue.
Toby dipped his head to her other breast and pulled her nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the diamond hard bud. He closed his lips over the tip and pulled, then opened his mouth and sucked her nipple into its warmth.
“Oh, God. Toby, please.” Sienna didn’t know what she was begging for, but she needed something to happen. Her body was on the brink of exploding.
But Toby would not be deterred. He continued his sensual assault, teasing her body with his teeth and tongue, licking a path from the feverish skin between her breasts down to her belly button, then back up again. Sienna tried to breathe past the tightening in her chest. It was almost painful, but the pleasure Toby’s skillful mouth summoned overrode any protest her mind thought to utter.
Toby raised his head long enough to ask, “Are you still okay?”
“Yes,” Sienna cried out.
“Good,” came his muffled reply as he nipped at her throat, “Because this is where it gets really good.”
Sienna didn’t think anything could possibly feel better than what he was doing. Until his fingers moved her panties to the side and slipped inside of her.
Her body bowed at the sensation, all-consuming in its intensity.
“Oh. My. God.”
“Shhh,” Toby whispered.
Sienna’s eyes rolled back in her head. At the moment, her entire reason for existing centered on experiencing the pleasure radiating from the core of her body. With confident strokes, Toby’s fingers glided in and out of her while the pad of his thumb massaged the tight bundle of nerves that screamed for his touch.
His mouth on her breasts, his fingers expert motion; it was too much to withstand. Sienna ebbed and flowed along the river of sensation, cresting with the intense wave of desire as she cried out, her body trembling.
She tried to remember where she was as she came down from the sensual high.
“That was pretty amazing,” Sienna said with a satisfied purr. She opened her eyes to find Toby staring down at her. She couldn’t interpret the expression on his face. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because that was pretty amazing,” he answered after taking a deep breath.
“I don’t think I can move,” Sienna admitted.
A smile drew across Toby’s face. “You don’t have to. Stay here. Sleep. I’m going to get ready for Aria’s second performance.”
Sienna sighed. “I’ll get ready in a minute.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Toby answered. “You’ve had a long day. You need to rest.”
Sienna wouldn’t argue. It would take another hour before she could make herself get up from the sofa. She felt a blanket being drawn upon her, but in another minute she was asleep.
***
Jonathan tried to get control of himself as he practically dragged Ivana from the car, but she seemed all too willing to let herself be led astray by his eagerness as she hurried behind him. As soon as they were inside, he penned her against the door and claimed her lips. Once he’d convinced her to just allow this to happen, she’d let her guard down completely and turned into the willing woman that came to him in his dreams. Gone was uptight Ivana. She’d been replaced by a woman who knew what she wanted, and wasn’t afraid to tell him.
He stripped off his jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt, all while still kissing her. Ivana followed suit, pulling away from him only long enough to pull her top over her head.
“No bra,” Jonathan groaned.
“I never wear one,” Ivana told him. She pulled her skirt and panties off in one motion.
A tortured tightness drew across his chest. “Woman, you are going to kill me.”
“Not until you make me come at least twice,” she asserted, kicking her shoes off.
“I’ve got a brand new box of condoms in the bedroom. I’m going for a dozen times.”
“Fine with me,” she said as he pulled her to him. Jonathan picked her up and Ivana wrapped her legs around his waist. They attacked each other with frenzied kisses as he carried her to his bedroom.
Once there Jonathan deposited her on the bed and went to the waistband of his pants, but Ivana stopped him.
“Let me do this,” she said, pushing his hand to the side.
Jonathan surrendered himself over to her. “Have at it, baby.”
She knelt before him on the bed, worked the belt free from t
he buckle and slid it through the loops. She unfastened his pants and hungrily pulled the zipper down, then pulled his pants and silk boxers down his thighs.
He needed to be on that bed. Now. But when he tried to join her there, Ivana halted his progress.
“Not yet,” she said. “I want to do something else.”
Before Jonathan could figure out what she was up to, she cupped him in her hands and pulled him into her mouth.
His knees buckled.
Throwing his head back, he groaned, shoving his hand in her hair and holding onto her head. His entire body began to tremble with the incredible sensations shooting through his bloodstream as Ivana licked up and down the length of him. Jonathan pulled away from her before she sent him completely over the edge.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
He shook his head. “It’s time for me to take over.”
The smile that curved the corners of her mouth was so damn delicious Jonathan had to stop himself from charging onto the bed. Instead, he went for the slow, seductive route. After waiting all this time for a taste of her, he was determined to relish every single minute of this.
Ivana lay back on the bed, waves of wild, luxurious hair fanned across his pillow. It was a picture straight out of his dreams.
“God, I want you,” he breathed.
“I want you, too,” she said.
Stepping out of the pants that were still around his ankles, Jonathan grabbed a condom from his dresser and covered himself. Then he crawled up the bed and nestled his body into her incredible softness.
“I think it’s about time we give each other what we both want.”
***
Toby stood in the background, as far away from the crowded stage as he could get. It was a blessing straight from heaven that Aria’s tangling with Isaac had not blown up in their faces. Instead, the incident had written Aria’s ticket to superstardom.
Toby had just learned that while he had been teaching Sienna the various uses of the human tongue, Isaac Payton had ended his silence, making a statement about what had really happened Wednesday night. In an exclusive interview with a local reporter, Isaac admitted he’d taken advantage of a slightly drunken Aria. He also confessed that while the rendezvous did not go any further than the embrace the cameras had captured, he would be there with his hat in hand if the future star ever decided to give him the time of day.
The story had been picked up by every legitimate, tabloid and entertainment news network around the country, and Aria’s online votes had skyrocketed. She would probably take up tomorrow night’s entire episode.
By humbling himself before the nation, Isaac had just secured Aria’s future. Winning the competition wasn’t a necessity anymore. Hell, if it wasn’t for the contract he’d signed, Toby could pull her out of the show and Aria would still be at the center of everyone’s conversation.
Reign Supreme, the hip hop club where Aria was performing tonight, had reached capacity limit, and the line still stretched outside the door with people hoping to get a glimpse of the music world’s newest star.
Toby’s cell phone rang. He’d had fifteen voicemails from the biggest record labels and movie executives in the business. Word got around fast in this industry. He pulled his phone out and checked the screen.
Ah, no record executive here.
“You’re awake,” he said by way of greeting.
“I think I am,” came Sienna’s lazy reply.
Toby inched out of a side door to get away from the clamor of the crowd, who still waited anxiously for Aria to take the stage for her second performance.
“It was hard to leave you sleeping there,” he said.
“Why didn’t you wake me before leaving for the club?”
“You didn’t need to worry about making it out here tonight. You’ve done more than enough for one day. The turnout is amazing,” Toby said, gazing back toward the crowd still trying to push their way into the capacity-filled club’s front doors. “You turned all of this around, Sienna. I still don’t know how I’m going to repay you for what you’ve done.”
“You did a couple of hours ago.”
Toby laughed at the sultry amusement in her voice. “I got just as much pleasure from that as you did, so I’m not sure it really counts.”
“You couldn’t have gotten nearly enough. You could still walk and talk after we were done. I was as helpless as a baby.”
“You were beautiful,” he said. And he meant it. She’d made the most breathtaking picture, stretched out on his sofa like an exhausted angel.
“Maybe we can go a little further when you come home later?” she said, her voice barely a whisper.
His stomach tightened. “Only if you’re ready.”
“I am,” she said.
Her softly spoken declaration sent a spear of heat shooting down his spine.
“How is everything going over there?” she asked. Her quick subject change caused Toby to wonder if she really was ready for what she’d suggested.
“The biggest crowd this place has ever seen,” he answered. “You probably haven’t heard about this, but Payton made a public statement earlier this evening. I hate being indebted to that bastard, but I owe him for twisting this into a positive spin. His name has a lot of clout.”
“You don’t owe Isaac Payton anything. He’s getting just as much publicity from this as Aria.”
“Yeah, but he could have made Aria look like a slut who put out for anybody. I’m surprised he didn’t do just that. It would fit his image better than making her into some innocent he took advantage of.”
“Don’t think about Payton, okay. Just be grateful that all of this is working out in our favor. Well, at least in yours and Aria’s favor. I still have no idea what Allen plans to do about this. I’m probably out of a job.”
“How can you be out of a job if you’re America’s newest sensation’s full-time publicist?” He asked as he headed for the parking lot.
“What?”
Toby dodged another set of people on their way to the club. He walked between the rows of cars parked haphazardly in the parking lot.
“Aria is the hottest thing out there. I’m going to need you full-time.”
“I don’t know, Toby. We’ll have to talk about this later,” she said.
There would be very little talking when he saw her later, but Toby decided not to mention that. It would definitely be one of those actions speak louder than words situations.
He checked his watch. “Aria should be going on in another couple of minutes. I need to get back into the club.”
“I’ll see you later.”
“You most definitely will,” Toby answered.
Sienna disconnected the line before he could say the words he really wanted to say to her. Then again, it wasn’t something he wanted to say over the phone. When he told Sienna he loved her for the first time, Toby wanted to be there to see her face.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“What are you doing here?” Sienna asked as soon as he walked into the apartment. Toby had hoped to find her in bed, not on the sofa watching an old black and white movie. He shut the door and locked it behind him.
“Toby, why aren’t you at the club?” Coming to a sitting position, she used the remote control to check the time on the television. “Aria’s second performance should still be going on, right?”
“She doesn’t need me there,” Toby said, depositing his wallet and car keys on the bar. “I figured I was needed a lot more back here.”
A hesitant smile brought out the dimple in her right cheek. “Are you so impatient that you couldn’t wait a few hours?”
“Hours? Sienna, if we’re not in that bed in the next five minutes, your first time will be on the living room floor.”
She gave a shaky laugh. “Wow, you’re just full of romance, aren’t you?”
Toby rounded the sofa, coming to where she remained seated. He held his hands out to her, praying she had not changed her mind. “Are yo
u still willing to do this?”
She tipped her head up, her expression a mixture of expectancy and concern. “Are you still willing to take your time?”
“Most definitely.”
She placed her hands in his and allowed him to pull her from the sofa. “Then, yes.”
With his arms firmly around her waist, Toby lowered his head and took her lips in the kind of slow, gentle kiss that could last for hours. Over and over, his tongue delighted in the soft, warm haven of her mouth. As his body hummed with anticipation over what was about to occur, Toby couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped his chest.
“What?” Sienna asked against his lips.
Toby rested his forehead against hers, and shook his head. “I can’t believe I’m about to become your first. I’ve dreamed some pretty big dreams over the years, but I can promise this is one I never envisioned.”
“Funny,” Sienna whispered. “This is straight out of my dreams.”
She lowered her head to his chest and wrapped her arms around him, running her hands up and down his back.
“I’ve wanted you all my life,” she continued. “Whenever I’ve thought about this night, you have always been the one with me.”
An unmerciful sensation, something between pleasure and pain, grabbed hold of his chest. He pulled back and captured her chin in his hand, tipping her head up so he could look into her eyes.
“I love you.”
Instant tears sprung to Sienna’s eyes as Toby said the words she’d waited all her life to hear. The beating of her heart was so loud she could hardly hear herself think, but Toby’s softly spoken declaration made it through, straight to her heart.
“I love you, too,” she replied. She tipped her head up to meet his mouth, which had already started descending upon hers. The contact was soft and hot, his lips like a dream as they connected with hers.
“You are so beautiful,” Toby said, cocooning her in the safety of his embrace. “But we’re down to two minutes.”
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