She gave his bicep a squeeze while her other hand slid up his chest. “Would you let me - that is, could I watch you sometime? Go through your workout, I mean. I’d love to do that.”

“Of course you may,” he replied, pleased at her interest. “But we might need to wait on that a bit, love. Several of my executives belong to the same club and work out there frequently, so I’d have a bit of a tough time smuggling you in.”

Tessa rubbed her cheek against his throat. “Hmm, extra motivation for me to leave the company that much sooner, I suppose.”

His hands gripped her hips, pulling her close against him, and letting her feel his rapidly hardening erection. “When it’s time, I’ll get you a membership there so we can work out together. They have classes you might like, too - kickboxing, spinning, yoga.”

Tessa ground her pelvis invitingly against his cock, severely testing his already fragile self-control. “I love going to yoga,” she told him, sliding her arms up his chest to clasp around his neck. “Julia has brought me to her studio as a guest a couple of times, and her teacher is amazing.”

Ian grit his teeth as she pushed her breasts into his chest. “I, ah, didn’t realize you saw Julia outside of the office.”

“Is that all right?” she asked anxiously. “I mean, she’s always been so nice to me and I don’t have many friends so -”

“Hush.” He kissed her softly. “Of course it’s all right. I’d much rather see you going out with Julia than with one of the girls from the office. She’s far more grounded and sensible than any of them, not to mention engaged to Nathan.”

Tessa regarded him curiously. “What does that have to do with it?”

His hand splayed over the band of bare skin between her exercise bra and shorts. “She’s already spoken for, darling, which means she won’t be talking you into trolling singles bars looking for men.”

She tunneled her hands up beneath his shirt, exploring the muscles of his back. “And why would I want to do something like that anyway?”

He hissed as one of her hands slipped beneath the waistband of his athletic shorts, not stopping until it reached his buttocks. “So that you could find someone closer to your age, perhaps.” He shrugged, feigning a nonchalance he damned sure didn’t feel. “A hot, gorgeous girl like yourself would only have to walk inside a bar or a club, and you’d be swarmed with interested young men.”

Tessa swiftly slid her palms to either side of his face, gazing at him with fire in her blue eyes. “If I was in a room surrounded by a thousand different men, you’re still the only one I’d want - the only one I’d see. I don’t care about the age difference, Ian. My God, you’ve got the most beautiful body of any man alive. Why would I ever want anyone else?”

Her passionately spoken words not only touched him profoundly, but aroused him fiercely. “I’m a damned lucky bastard,” he muttered. “Though I’ll have my work cut out for me keeping up with you, my sweet. Extra workouts, more vitamins, increasing my intake of protein. I’ll need to do all of that and more in order to have enough energy to keep you satisfied.”

He yelped as she very unexpectedly gave him a smack on the ass.

“You’re making me feel like some sort of sex fiend,” she pouted prettily. “I can’t help it if you turn me on.”

“Are you turned on now, Tessa?” he breathed in her ear. “Tell me, love, are you wet?”

She groaned as he cupped her buttocks and ground himself against her cleft. “God, yes!”

His tongue traced around the dainty shell of her ear. “And are your nipples hard?”

The little laugh she gave was positively wicked, and he was rather shocked at how quickly she’d shed her inhibitions. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?” she challenged in a naughty voice.

“Jesus, Tessa.” He didn’t have to look down to realize his erection was already tenting his shorts. His gaze fell instead on the lush mounds of her breasts straining behind the snug fitting exercise bra. Her nipples were definitely hard, poking against the slick fabric, begging to be touched.

His fingers toyed with the pull tab of the bra’s zipper. “I admit to having an ulterior motive in mind when I picked this particular item out.”

Her breathing had grown choppy. “What - what kind of motive?”

Ian began to lower the zipper very slowly. “This kind.”

Tessa was trembling as he finished unzipping the bra, her breasts bursting free to tumble into his waiting palms. She let out one of those erotic, drawn-out moans as he squeezed her breasts then tugged at her nipples.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good!” she cried. “Please don’t stop.”

“God, darling, you drive me crazy with those little sounds you make,” he groaned, bending his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth. He circled the hard tip with his tongue before sucking the entire areola into his mouth.

He was so focused on lavishing attention on her breasts that he wasn’t aware of her hand slipping down between their tightly fused bodies. At least not until she began to tentatively palm his throbbing cock, a light touch that nonetheless almost had him exploding on the spot.

“Tessa.” This time he was the one who moaned, long and low.

“Let me.”

He was helpless to resist her as she pushed his shorts down past his hips, freeing his pulsing erection.

“Fuck.” The harsh curse hissed out from between his tightly clenched teeth as her warm, smooth hand closed around his cock. He sensed her uncertainty, the hesitant way she tried to please him, and he placed his shaking hand over hers.

“Like this. Long, slow strokes. God, yes, just like that. Easy, love. Christ, what you do to me.”

She picked up the rhythm quickly, her hand stroking his cock until he was groaning, thrusting eagerly in sync with her motions. Then she startled him again by sinking to her knees, the tip of his penis mere inches from her full, lush mouth.

“Is this how you pictured me?” she breathed seductively. “How you’ve wanted me?”

His hands gripped her shoulders tightly as she continued to stroke his erection. He made a raw, dangerous sound deep in his throat as he gazed down and saw what a decadent, carnal picture she presented - tendrils of blonde hair escaping her ponytail to curl about her flushed cheeks; her blue eyes huge and round as they stared up at him wantonly; her lips full and trembling, eager to suck him off and give him untold pleasure. She still wore the unzipped exercise bra, her ripe tits fully bared to his gaze, the nipples hard and pointed. She looked like sex incarnate, the most tempting, irresistible beauty he could ever imagine, and she was his - all his - to do with as he pleased.