“Good morning,” she murmured, as his hand cupped the back of her head.

“Good morning to you, too, love,” he told her, just before claiming her lips in a sweet, searching kiss.

“Mmm.” She turned into his arms willingly, rubbing her naked breasts against his chest, and loving the indrawn hiss of breath he made at the contact.

“Easy, darling.” He gently broke the kiss and eased her head onto his shoulder, keeping her wrapped in his arms. “Otherwise, you’ll have me waking you up a bit more, uh, enthusiastically shall we say.”

Tessa snuggled even closer against him, wrapping her arms around his waist. “I wouldn’t complain about that. In fact, you can wake me that way whenever you like.”

Ian gave her butt a pinch, eliciting a yelp of protest from her. “What a saucy little imp you’ve become rather quickly,” he teased. “What’s happened to the shy young girl who usually blushes when I simply tell her good morning?”

She caressed his steely abs, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “You turned her into a woman practically overnight,” she confided. “A woman who’s becoming increasingly obsessed with you.”

She gave a cry of surprise as he tumbled her onto the mattress, his big body looming almost intimidatingly over hers. She gulped as she noticed the way his eyes had darkened, and the smoldering look on his face.

“Then we make quite a pair, love, because I’ve been completely obsessed with you since the first time we met,” he said raggedly. “And I’m beginning to fear that my obsession with you is only going to get stronger.” Ian gave her a quick kiss before reluctantly sliding out of bed. “But if we don’t get up and about now, I fear we’ll never leave this bed today. How does a shower sound before I take you out for breakfast?”

Lazily, she buried her face back into the pillow. “Not nearly as good as staying here in this bed with you all day. Why can’t we do that instead?”

He laughed heartily, bending over to nuzzle her neck. “Because I’m an old man, darling, and I need food if I’m going to have enough energy to ravish you again. Now, time to get up, you lazy wench.”

Tessa shook her head in protest, pulling the duvet over her body. “I don’t think I ever want to leave this bed. It’s the most comfortable one I’ve ever slept in.”

“It better be, considering what I paid for it. This is a Hypnos mattress, it was handmade and custom designed. I’m very glad it passes Sleeping Beauty’s high standards,” he teased. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “You do like to cuddle, don’t you, love? You were practically on top of me when I woke.”

She felt her cheeks grow warm as she gazed up at him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know I, um, did that.”

“Hush.” He gave her a lingering kiss. “Remember, the word sorry is no longer in your vocabulary. And I wasn’t complaining, Tessa. Far from it. I’d love nothing better than to wake up with you snuggled against me every day. I was just marveling at what an affectionate little thing you are.”

Tessa gave a little gasp of surprise as he scooped her into his arms without warning, and carried her into his opulent bathroom. She was delighted to discover the floors had radiant heating, which helped to keep her nude body warm as Ian turned on the shower taps and gathered up towels.

Once inside the huge granite shower that boasted dual showerheads, Ian wasted no time in pulling her into his arms. He backed her against the wall, his voice rough as he asked, “Is making love in the shower going to be another first for you?”

She shivered despite the blissful warmth of the shower spray. “Yes.”

“Good.” He nipped her earlobe teasingly. “You might have to make a list of these so-called firsts for me.”

Tessa groaned as his hands slid down her back to cup her ass. “It might be a long list.”

His lips moved down the side of her throat. “I was hoping you’d say that. And I’d be very happy to add anything you might forget to such a list.”

He released her momentarily so that they could each wash their hair. Tessa was surprised to find the same shampoo and conditioner that the stylist at Neiman Marcus had used yesterday, wondering how they had just “magically” appeared, but she didn’t question Ian about the coincidence.

She had just rinsed out her long hair when Ian came up behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist and his massive erection pressing against the cleft of her buttocks. His soapy hands palmed her breasts, drawing a pleasured sigh from her throat, her head falling back onto his shoulder as he tugged at her nipples.

“Let’s make sure you’re clean all over, shall we?” he whispered in her ear, just before his soap-slicked fingers thrust deep inside her moist, swollen sex.

Tessa feared her legs might have given out from under her had he not been holding her up. “Ohhh.” Her breath expelled in a long, low wave as his talented fingers continued to arouse her, his thumb rubbing circles around her clit.

“I love how tight you are,” he crooned, slowly withdrawing his fingers only to replace them with the tip of his fully engorged penis. “How it feels like you can’t possibly take all of me, but yet you do anyway. How this sweet, hot pussy sucks me in so deeply.”

She whimpered as he eased inside of her one long inch at a time, her breasts crushed against the slippery granite shower wall, and she felt surrounded by his tall, strong body as he pressed his chest against her back.

“Ah, oh, God,” she cried as he thrust all the way inside of her, resisting the urge to stuff a fist inside her mouth to muffle her moans.

He wasn’t gentle with her this morning, and she loved this rougher, more primitive side of him. She braced her palms against the wall as he gripped her hips, pounding into her fiercely. Even above the sound of the streaming water she could hear how hard he was breathing, as well as the words he growled in her ear, praising her, encouraging her, urging her on.

“That’s my beautiful girl. Yes, love, ah, you feel so damned good. I could stay buried inside you like this for hours. Come for me now, Tessa, let yourself go. Ah, yes, just like that.”

She emitted a high-pitched wail as she came powerfully, this orgasm stronger than any of the others he’d given her so far. She was barely aware when Ian bit her shoulder as he, too, found his release, slapping his hand against the wall at the last minute to prop himself up.