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He shook his head quickly. “No, darlin’. I likeyou.”

Then his lips were teasing along the side of my neck, and I was whimpering when he carefully removed my glasses. He stepped away to place them on the dresser.

Just as I heard the clink of them on the wooden surface, he glanced back at me. “You can see, right?” he asked.

With the combination of raw desire and anxiety about what was happening pushing at every corner inside, I found that hysterical. It took the edge off my nerves when I burst out laughing as I nodded. “Yes,” I managed when I stopped laughing. “I read a lot, and they help with reading. It's not like I can't see without them.”

He turned and walked back toward me, and I soaked him in. Jesus. Desire swept through me swiftly, like the tide rushing in. He was so sexy. With his arms swinging as he walked, my eyes lingered on his muscled shoulders before trailing down over the planes of his chest. I swallowed as my gaze dipped lower and greedily soaked in his thick arousal outlined by his briefs.

It wasmuch; he wassomuch. Uncertainty started to slide into my awareness, and I wondered if I’d been crazy to propose this.

As if he could read my mind, Ian shook his head. “I don't know what you're thinking but stop right now.”

ChapterThirteen

Ian

Jane took a quick breath, letting it out in a shuddery gust. Her gorgeous eyes blinked at me with her lips curling in just the barest hint of a smile. Even though I promised myself I wasn't going to rush this, I still needed to touch her. Right this very second.

I let my hand slide through her silky gold hair, over the curve of her shoulder and down her side, teasing over the swell of her breast and the dip of her waist. Feeling greedy, I cupped her bottom, giving it a little squeeze when I rocked my aching arousal into her.

She let out a needy little sigh, and I set out to make her feel everything, to make this so good she wouldn't forget. Feathering along the edges of my thoughts was a hint of danger. I needed to be careful, not just for Jane but also for myself. Because this wassogood. This chemistry was like a shooting flare in the sky, one that never burned out. Every touch kindled the fire hotter and hotter, and all I wanted was more, more, andmore.

I took deep pulls from her mouth, savoring how she threw herself into our kisses. Her tongue was a sensual tease as I nibbled on her bottom lip. I reluctantly drew away from her mouth and teased along the sensitive skin of her neck. I loved it when she arched into me and whimpered. She wasn't the kind of woman who let go easily. That was already evident.

We were still standing at the foot of the bed when I cupped her breasts and lowered my head to lave at one nipple and then the other, teasing and playing with them until she was arching and crying out. My thoughts were barely coherent, but I had enough sense to stretch her out on the bed when my own knees almost buckled.

I mapped Jane’s body with my lips and my palms, finding every curve and learning every sensitive spot. Her belly trembled under my touch when I slid my hand down, dipping into her cotton panties to find her dripping with arousal, soaked for me. There was no point in kidding myself that keeping her panties on would keep me sane, so I dragged them down her legs, and she helpfully kicked them free. Then I made my way back up, dropping hot kisses on her calves, teasing the sensitive skin just inside her knee and on the insides of her thighs.

Her pussy was pink, wet, and quivering. I pushed one knee to the side and trailed my fingers through her swollen folds before bringing my mouth to her, gratified at her sharp, keening cry when I sank two fingers into her, knuckle deep. She was restless under my touch, her head thrashing and her hips trembling. She came faster than I expected, her entire body going taut before she cried out my name and rippled around my fingers as she shuddered all over.

I stayed with her until the trembling stopped, then slowly drew my fingers away. The taste and scent of her consumed my senses. As soon as I moved, rising on to an elbow, her eyes fluttered open, and her heavy-lidded gaze met mine. She was quiet, just watching me. I straightened and finally ditched my boxers, tossing them on the floor.

By some miracle, I’d thought ahead and had condoms. I snagged a condom out of the top drawer of the dresser, rolling it on swiftly. By the time I turned back toward the bed, I could tell Jane had started thinking.

I shifted my hips onto the bed, swinging my legs up and leaning back on the pillows. She shimmied closer, curling onto her knees. “What?” she asked.

“You're thinking too much,” I teased lightly.

She was already flushed all over, but the pink deepened, and she lifted a shoulder in a bashful shrug. “Maybe we should stop right now,” I said, entirely serious.

She shook her head quickly. “Don't you dare.”

Angling toward her, I brushed her tangled hair away from her eyes, tucking a few loose locks behind her ear. I decided to make her forget the details again. Dipping my head, I teased my lips and tongue along her collarbone. I cupped a breast, savoring the lush weight and letting my palm graze over the nipple. I just barely nipped right behind her ear. I'd already discovered she loved that.

She responded instantly, letting out a ragged whimper and arching toward me. I tugged her onto my lap, and she shifted until she was straddling me. I didn't rush. I played with her breasts again, teasing her nipples to damp peaks until she was rocking her hips restlessly over my arousal. It was hard to admit, but my control was nearing its end. The frayed thread was about to snap, but I clung to it because I wasn't going to ruin this. I let my hands slide down from her delectable breasts, finally gripping her hips slightly and asking in a gruff whisper, “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes!” she demanded, her eyes flying open.

She gave me a bossy look, and it was like a whip cracking behind me. I wanted to let the reins snap loose, but I held tight to what little control I had. She rose up, and I nudged into her slick entrance. I knew she was as ready as she could be. She was wet, so wet, but still, I waited.

She let out a restless hum as she shifted her hips down over me. I had to grit my teeth not to thrust upward and fill her instantly. She was tight, so very tight. Another moment later, she let out a frustrated gasp. She moved swiftly, driving her hips down and letting out a startled gasp. I watched her when she stiffened slightly. But she held still, biting her lip as her eyes fell closed.

The need to take over, to claim this moment was pushing at me. I swallowed, thinking through the storm of sensation sizzling in every cell. “You okay?” I managed.

She nodded, just barely. She breathed in deeply once and then again. I felt her channel relax in increments around me.

Fuck me. This was beyond good. Her silky tight heat clenched around me. She wiggled her hips, seating herself more deeply. I was buried to the hilt, and I still hadn't moved. Her eyes met mine through thick, honey lashes.

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