Page 58 of The Billionaire's Heart

Ian grabs me and pulls me onto his lap and starts kissing me feverishly, and I let him. It feels good to know that we’re both feeling the same thing. Maybe he’s got electricity flowing up his arm every time we touched, too.

“I was so scared you’d tell me you didn’t feel the same way.” He says in between kisses.

“Me too.”

He wraps both of his hands around my cheeks, with his fingers tangled in my hair, directing my head as he kisses me. “What are you doing to me, Mia?” He whispers.

I can feel what I’m doing to him, and that’s my cue to move off his lap so we can get even closer. Just as I sit down on the blanket, something is biting my ass. “Ouch!”

“What?” Ian lifts me up off the beach and into his arms and that’s when we see a land crab walking around.

“He bit me!” I point at the little bastard as I yell out. Ian is laughing at me.

“I’ll save you.”

“Do those things have rabies or anything?” I rub the spot on my ass where the bastard bit me as Ian laughs even harder.

“No. Crabs don’t get rabies.” He carries me towards the stairs to his back patio. “Come on. I’ll protect you from those pesky crabs.” He teases me.

“It’s not funny. They don’t have crabs in Knoxville. Well, at least not those kinds of crabs.” I smile at the ridiculousness of the situation.

Ian puts me down just inside the French doors in the great room and the air conditioning feels cool on my hot skin. “I’m sure they have different crabs in Tennessee.”

We stare at each other for a few moments, and he caresses my cheek and then pushes my hair behind my ear. “This is really happening, right?” The laughter about the crab is gone and we’re back to staring at each other, getting lost in each other.

I nod. “I think so. I hope so. If it’s not, I don’t want to know.”

He breathes in my hair and then pulls me into his arms. “I’m never going to let you go. You know that, right?”

“I hope not.”

Chapter 28

Ian

Ilean in to kiss her soft, plump lips that taste like honey, and she meets me halfway. Mia’s hands reach around my waist, and I feel her pull me to her. Her nails are scratching my back through my shirt and it’s fucking hot.

I lick the seam of her lips, begging to be allowed entry, and she gives me the smallest of openings. Taking full advantage of the permission she’s giving me, our tongues dance together – exploring.

“Mia.” I whisper her name. “We’ve got to stop before this gets out of hand or I won’t be able to stop.” I try to pull back, but she doesn’t let me go.

“Why? Why do we need to stop?” She pulls my earlobe into her mouth and nibbles on it, and I have to step out of her reach.

“Because I want you, but I also don’t want to go faster than you’re ready for.” She’s leaning against the back of the couch as I stand just outside of her reach. Her hair is messed up from me grabbing her and she looks so fucking sexy right now, I could eat her. I want to eat her.

She stands up and takes one step towards me and I take one step back. “What if I want you, too, Ian? What if I am ready?”She takes another step towards me but when I go to step back again, I bump into the kitchen island.

“Are you, Mia? Are you ready?” I ask because I’m ready; more than ready.

She nods and I’m sure she has no idea how fucking hot she looks right now with her finger in her mouth like that. “Sweetheart, if we start this, I’m not sure I’d be able to stop.” God, I fucking want her in the worst way.

“Ian.” She pauses.

“Mia.”

“When a girl tells you she’s ready… don’t question her. Especially this girl.”

That’s all I needed to hear as I wrap my arms around her and lift her up. “Yes, ma’am.” She giggles as she nibbles on my earlobe again, sending shockwaves straight to my cock.

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