She went into his arms eagerly, her body already humming with arousal at just being near him. He buried his face in her hair, crushing her against him as one big hand stroked over the curve of her hip.

“Just let me hold you for a minute, love,” he pleaded. “I need to compose myself so that we don’t have a repeat of what happened earlier. God, I think I was a fifteen year old virgin the last time I went off that quickly. Guess that’s what comes from over two years of abstinence.”

“What?” Tessa raised her head to gaze down at him in bewilderment. “I don’t understand. Two years?”

He smiled up at her and nodded. “I haven’t been with anyone else for all that time. I just - couldn’t. After I first met you and was so instantly obsessed, I tried to forget about you by dating other women. But it soon became very apparent that wasn’t going to help. In fact, it made things worse.”

She stared in disbelief. “But - all those women - the photos, the articles - why would you -”

He brushed a damp lock of hair off her forehead. “Because if I couldn’t have you I didn’t want anyone else. I preferred to be celibate rather than settle for something less. And I already explained about the other women - strictly platonic. In fact, most of the women I escorted are involved in one way or another with someone else.”

Overcome by the realization of just how much he was attracted to her, of what he had given up because of her, Tessa couldn’t resist pressing a tentative kiss to his lips. It was the first time she had initiated such an action between them, and she dimly hoped that she wasn’t making a fool of herself, betraying her lack of experience.

But then Ian swiftly flipped her onto her back, his powerful thighs straddling her hips as he drew her arms above her head and held them pinned in place.

“Enough, temptress. Now, are you ready to begin round number two? If you intend for me to try to make it an even dozen, we don’t have any time to waste.”

Chapter Six

Ian had imagined this particular scenario dozens of times in the past two and a half years - a warm and willing Tessa spread out on his bed, her lush, ripe body bared to his devouring gaze, and her big blue eyes silently pleading with him to take her any way he pleased. But none of those fantasies could come close to the real thing - the gorgeous, nearly-naked beauty who was staring up at him in wide-eyed wonder, her golden hair tumbled over his pillow.

“How beautiful you are,” he murmured, as he dipped his head, his lips brushing her forehead. “How many times I’ve wished for you to be here just like this, and now it’s finally come true.” His mouth moved to her temple, then to her rosy cheek before sliding around the curve of her jaw and back up the other side of her face. She was already moaning in arousal, making those little noises that were so incredibly sexy, that made his cock swell a bit harder each time she made one.

“I told you earlier that I intended to touch and kiss every inch of you, Tessa,” he told her passionately. “Including this.” He dropped a kiss on her nose. “And this.” His mouth briefly sucked the skin just behind her ear. “And most definitely this delicious mouth.”

He took her soft, sweet mouth in a deep, lingering kiss, his tongue tangling with hers until her groans rose to a fever pitch beneath his relentless kisses.

Tessa was gasping when he finally lifted his head, begging him breathlessly, “Please, Ian.”

He laughed softly as his mouth moved to caress the side of her throat, then continued its downward path along her collarbone. “Please what, love?” His hands ran up and down her arms, his fingers toying with the strap of her pale blue bra. “What is it that you need, Tessa?”

Her hips were moving restlessly beneath him, her pelvis starting to lift off the mattress, and he knew she was every bit as aroused as he was. “I need - you,” she panted “In - inside of me. Please.”

“Shh. Such an eager little temptress you are,” he scolded her teasingly. “And when I haven’t even begun to touch and kiss you in all the places I’ve wanted to do for so long. Have some patience, love.”

Tessa’s head was thrashing back and forth on the pillow as she tried to grasp his hips and pull him to her. “I - I can’t,” she pleaded. “I’m too - I need to -”

“To come?” he finished for her, his lips moving in a line across the upper curve of her breasts. “I know, darling. You’re very, very responsive, aren’t you? Has it always been this easy for you to climax?”

“N-n-no,” she cried, as he grasped both of her hands in one of his and drew them over her head. “J-just with you.”

“Ah, then, I’ll have to make sure I’m satisfying you often and thoroughly. You’re going to be a greedy lover, I can tell already. Lucky for me, I’m just as hungry for you, Tessa.” He traced one finger around the full globe of each breast, feeling her quiver beneath his touch. “You look gorgeous in this bra, Tessa. It makes these fabulous breasts look even bigger and firmer. And it very much makes me want to touch them and taste them. Let me, darling.”

He released her hands, then deftly unhooked the sexy, lacy bra and drew it away, baring her ripe, round breasts to his hot gaze. His big hands cupped both of the lush mounds, shaping them, pushing them up until they appeared even fuller.

“God,” was all he could manage to croak. Then he bent his head and began to run his tongue over each taut nipple, flicking the erect peak over and over before drawing it into his mouth.

Tessa’s body bowed off the mattress as she clutched his head to her breast, her hands pulling on his hair. “Ohh, ohh. Yes, more, please. It feels so good.”

His cock had never felt this hard before, hard enough that it was almost painful, but the very best sort of pain. The whimpers and moans she made as he continued to feast on her breasts tested every ounce of self-control he had left, and he had never wanted anything more than to slide deep inside her welcoming, eager body at that very moment.

She cried out in frustration as he finally lifted his head, but then gasped again as his hands slid down the side of her ribcage to grip her hips, his mouth tracing its way down between her breasts until it reached her belly. His tongue rimmed her navel, then he pressed kisses across her body from one hipbone to the other. His hands preceded his mouth as he worked his way down to the tops of her thighs where she still wore the silky, lace-topped stockings.