In the porch light she saw the flare of his nostrils and darkening of his gaze. He didn’t hesitate, but stepped into the house and closed the door behind them.
The loud grandfather clock in the living room ticked away, seeming like minutes passed, when it must’ve only been seconds.
He again took control—which she was thankful for, because she didn’t know what the hell to do next—pulling her fully into his arms.
Her body pressed flush against his. He was so hard and unyielding, while her breasts crushed against his chest to accommodate.
His mouth took hers again, but it wasn’t a gentle or light kiss. It was deep and demanding. A warning that the road ahead could be pretty damn intense.
It thrilled her.
She kissed him back, throwing all her hesitations to the wind. She must have subconsciously known that the moment she’d stepped foot on this island, and realized they were both single, this moment was inevitable.
Every nerve end on her body was aflame. She needed him to touch her. Everywhere. A whimper of need passed her lips as she pressed herself harder against him, stroking her tongue over his.
He slid a hand between them, cupping her breast through her tank top, and she moaned low in her throat as a tremble wracked through her.
It wasn’t enough.
She tore her mouth from his and whispered a ragged, “Please. I need more.”
Before he could make a move, she stepped back to pull off her top, unable to meet his gaze though.
“So pretty.”
She flushed when he murmured the soft words. She knew her bra and underwear weren’t sexy, just plain white cotton that did the job. But she was a single working mom who had little time for dating—let alone sex.
If she’d let herself consider the possibility of this happening then she might’ve gone shopping before flying out here. Oh, who was she kidding? If she’d suspected this was a possibility she would’ve just given up on inheriting Gran’s house.
“Don’t look so skeptical.” He laughed softly. “You’re beautiful.”
“I’m plain.”
He shook his head and the heat in his eyes made her dampen further.
“You are nowhere near plain. Why don’t I show you exactly what you do to me?”
Her mouth went dry as he unhooked the back clasp of her bra and tossed it to the ground.
His groan of appreciation sent chills of anticipation through her. Then his hands replaced the bra, cupping her and teasing her nipples to stiff peaks.
Pleasure spiked through her and she pressed into him. Her breathing already turning ragged.
He abandoned her breasts and she gave a murmur of protest, which died when he grabbed her arse and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on as he crossed the floor to the sofa.
After dropping her onto the cushions, his body soon followed. The weight of him pressed her down as he slid a knee between her legs.
Her denim skirt hiked up, which he only encouraged by grabbing the ends and tugging it above her hips.
His head dipped, nuzzling her breasts. He’d just flicked his tongue over one tip when she felt the brush of his fingers over her panties.
“Mmm.” His throat rumbled against her chest. “You’re already soaking wet for me.”
She didn’t even have time to be self-conscious about the statement, because then he drew her nipple into his mouth and began to suck.
Pleasure built rapidly inside of her. Spiraling so dangerously high she knew she’d fall hard.
He didn’t remove her panties, just found and teased her hot spot through the fabric.
Gripping his shoulders, she breathed heavier, not bothering to smother her cries of pleasure. Her hips lifted against his touch and her toes curled as she got closer to a climax.
When he grazed his teeth over her nipple she was pushed over the edge.
Oh hell but he’d missed this. Missed her.
Ian watched as Sarah rode out her orgasm. She’d locked her legs around his hand, but he didn’t stop rubbing her clit through the damp, soft fabric.
When her lashes finally fluttered open, the blue of her eyes was shiny with passion and her lips were parted.
That mouth. He turned his attention to her lips. He hardened at the idea of sliding his cock past them and deep into her mouth.
Would she still take him that way? Damn, but he wanted to find out.
But first, there was so much else he wanted. Like to see her completely unclothed.
He couldn’t resist leaning down to take one dark red nipple into his mouth again.
She whimpered, squirming beneath his body.
“Take off your clothes.” She lifted her hips as she made the plea. “Please, I want to feel you against me.”
“Give me a moment, doll.” A strained smile pulled at his mouth. “There’s so much I want to do to you first.”