Ian's Ultimate Gamble - Brenda Jackson [32]
And she was doing it now.
He definitely hadn't expected this, a kiss that went far and beyond any fantasy he'd ever had. He had figured she would be reluctant, would fight the intensity of the chemistry they were feeling. But she wasn't. In her own way she was letting him know that she needed to move on with her life just as he needed to move on with his. She accepted that there could never be a reconciliation. They needed closure, and this was the only way they would get it. She was kissing him with a passion that sent shivers vibrating through his body and he was greedily lapping it up.
"Brooke," he whispered when she finally released his mouth. But before she could take a step back, he swept her into his arms and once again covered her lips with his.
She could go on kissing him forever, Brooke thought, as Ian kissed her and she greedily kissed him back with equal fervor. And moments later when he released her mouth and began walking with her in his arms, her breath caught in her chest as he moved up the stairs to his bedroom.
She glanced up; saw the smoldering look of desire in his eyes, and the pressure mounting inside her escalated.
When he came to a stop, she glanced around and he slowly placed her on her feet, sliding her body against his in the process, letting her feel the bulge in his pants, evidence of his intense desire for her.
He tipped her chin up and met her gaze. "I want you."
His words made her draw in a shaky breath. It had been four years since she had been with a man, and her body was attuned to Ian in a profound way. He was the one and only man she'd ever been intimate with. Something deep within her began to prepare her for the pleasure she knew only he could give with those wonderful hands, that skillful tongue and that big strong body. Just thinking about what was to come had sensations erupting all the way inside her womb.
"And I want you too, Ian." she said breathlessly as she felt her center began to quake with a longing she hadn't felt in a long time. "Tonight, I need you," she added.
"Not as much as I need you." he replied, reaching out to remove her dress.
A hiss escaped between Ian's teeth when he pulled the dress over her head and tossed it aside only to reveal more black lace— a sexy bra and silky high-cut panties. Unable to help himself, he dropped to his knees right there in the middle of the room and buried his face in her belly, needing the scent of her in his nostrils and the taste of her on his tongue.
He leaned forward and began licking the hollow of her navel while easing her panties down her legs. He paused only long enough for her to step out of them before nipping at her belly and moving lower.
He pulled back for a moment and looked up at her. He continued to hold her gaze as he reached out and slipped one hand between her legs, letting his fingers go to work in her damp flesh. -And when she grabbed hold of his shoulders and began moaning and grinding against his hand he knew she was on the brink of an orgasm so explosive she would have it right there if he didn't do something. And so he did.
He broke eye contact with her and dipped his head and glided his tongue over her, into her, exploring, probing and loving her in a way he hadn't wanted to do with any other woman. His hands held tight to her thighs as his tongue continued its assault with hard, steady strokes, needing the taste of her in each and every' part of his mouth.
He tasted her shivers, felt a shudder shake her body and heard her moan his name as she automatically bucked against his mouth, but he refused to pull back. Instead his tongue seemed to go into a frenzy, and it took her with a greediness that sent tremors through him.
A strangled growl escaped his lips when her spasms ended. He stood and quieted her aftershocks with his mouth on hers, needing to kiss her again. And then he was sweeping her into his arms and taking her to his bed and placing her on his satin bedspread.
He slid a hand to her chest and undid the front clasp of her bra and eased her out of it, tossing it aside. He'd always thought