Page 10 of Tuxedos and Tinsel
The sensation of the cool dessert followed by the scorching heat of his tongue sent shivers down her spine, and all she could do was brace herself against the table and moan. “Ian,” she whispered.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes.”
“What about this?” Ian unclasped and removed her bra. He smeared the pudding across her breasts, then made sweeping circles around her breast until he reached her nipple. He took the hardened bud into his mouth and sucked, repeating the action with the other breast. “You taste so good, so sweet.”
Her eyes slid closed and Maya managed a strangled moan. She couldn’t even begin to respond to his question. Never had a man done to her the things Ian was doing now, or made her feel so alive.
“I take that as a yes. Well, let’s see how you like this.”
She felt a warm sensation and looked down to see him drizzling the warm melted chocolate in a path from her chest to her belly and disappearing between her legs. He picked up a hulled strawberry, dipped it in the chocolate pooled in her belly button and, holding her gaze, brought it to his lips. The sight turned her on even more.
“Mmm. The strawberry is good, the chocolate better, but neither compares to the delectable flavor of your skin.” He picked up another berry, dipped it and smeared the chocolate across her lips.
Maya snaked her tongue out and licked the chocolate from his finger, then drew the strawberry into her mouth, chewing slowly. Emboldened by his play, she took some of the chocolate, rubbed it across the muscular planes of his chest and licked it clean. “Mmm, yes. It’sverygood.” She smiled, delighting in his sharp intake of breath and the tremor in his body from her touch.
Ian lifted her and laid her down on the table. “You missed a spot,” he said, sucking gently on her bottom lip.
The table was cold beneath Maya’s back, a stark contrast to Ian’s hot mouth and hands. He left her mouth, trailed his hands down the front of her body and followed with his mouth. She gasped when she felt the warm liquid on her left inner thigh, then her right one, moving higher and coming close to her already wet center. She writhed and moaned at the exquisite sensation, and her thighs quivered in anticipation. Her hips shot up off the table when he settled between her spread legs, his tongue sweeping across her core in one long stroke.
He groaned. “Damn, baby. Every inch of this sexy body is pure sweetness.”
Ian slid one finger inside her, then another, playing her like a finely tuned instrument, while his tongue tapped out its own seductive beat against her clit. The twin assaults were so erotic she didn’t last a minute. Maya screamed his name, exploding into a thousand pieces as an orgasm tore through her. She shuddered uncontrollably, her breaths coming in short gasps.
“We’re only getting started. There’s much more and it gets better,” Ian said, rising to his feet. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. “Pure sweetness.”
Although she was spent, the carnal sight sent Maya’s passions rising again. And how much better could it get? she wondered, still trying to catch her breath.
The rapturous expression on Maya’s face combined with the sensual picture she made lying on the table almost made Ian come right then and there. He quickly shed his pants and briefs and searched his pockets for the condoms he had bought. He tore one off, sheathed himself and came back to where she still lay on the table. He pulled her to a sitting position, needing to kiss her again. Without breaking the seal of their mouths, Ian shifted their bodies, stood between her legs and pulled her hips to the edge of the table. He guided himself slowly, inch by incredible inch, inside her. They both groaned. He pulled back and thrust again in a fine, circling motion, loving the way her tight walls clutched him.
Ian lowered Maya back to the table and lifted her legs onto his shoulders, wanting and needing to go deeper. Her passionate cries aroused him further and he increased the pace. He grasped her ankles, spread her thighs wider and thrust harder into her, her breasts moving in tandem. Their breathing grew ragged and sweat broke out on his body as she arched up to meet him stroke for stroke. It felt so good being inside her. He could feel his orgasm building and knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Ian drove into her until she cried out wildly, her inner walls contracting around him. Pleasure ripped through him with an intensity that almost blew his head off and he yelled her name. Maya’s muscles clenched his throbbing shaft as his body continued to shudder violently. He gently lowered her legs, withdrew and braced his trembling arms on the table.
Several moments later, when he could finally move, Ian swept her into his arms and carried her to the bathroom. They were both sticky from all the chocolate. He started the water and adjusted the temperature. “Go ahead.”
“Thanks.” She stepped into the shower stall and closed the door behind her.
The water cascading down her body sent heat flowing to his groin and Ian left before he was tempted to join her. But he lost the battle two minutes later and came back. She startled slightly when he came up behind her. “I couldn’t stay away,” he murmured close to her ear, and stepped into the spray.
Maya turned, circled her arms around his neck, smiled and came up on tiptoes to kiss him. “I’m glad.”
That was all it took to snap his control. Ian backed her against the tile wall and pinned her arms above her head as he kissed and caressed his way down her body.
“Ian,” she moaned.
“I’m right here.” He stepped out of the shower just long enough to don the condom he had wisely placed on the sink. After he turned Maya around, he placed her hands on the wall and then ran his hands down her back and over her hips. He tilted her forward and entered her from behind. She was so tight, so hot. Too far gone, Ian tightened his grip on her waist and set a strong, driving rhythm that made the shower door vibrate. Their moans and cries bounced off the walls as he pounded in and out of her.
“Ian!”Maya convulsed with a loud wail.
Moments later he threw his head back and exploded in a rush of pleasure that forced a raw expletive from his throat and nearly dropped him to his knees. His head fell forward limply. Ian trailed his fingers down her slick spine, then turned her to face him. He stroked a finger down her cheek and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Their eyes locked and he felt a jolt in his midsection. But he pushed it aside, reminding himself that this was just for one night.
Chapter 4
Maya woke up the next morning alone in bed. Glancing over at the clock on the nightstand, she noted it was after ten. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept past eight, but then again she had not gotten much sleep last night. She listened for sounds of water running in the bathroom but heard nothing. She frowned, strained her ears, listening for movement elsewhere in the suite. Again nothing. Had Ian already left? A wave of disappointment washed over her. Sure, they had agreed on the one night, but she would never have thought he’d leave without so much as a goodbye. However, it was probably a good thing. It would save them both that awkward morning-after moment.
Dragging herself to a sitting position, she groaned softly. Every inch of her body was sore. She padded across the floor to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth with one of the travel kits the hotel had provided. Maya stared at her reflection in the mirror—hair was a tangled mess, lips still kiss swollen and body covered with marks from their passionate encounters. She felt her cheeks warm with the recollection of what had occurred between her and Ian. The man possessed an unbelievable amount of stamina. After the second time in the shower, they slept for a few hours before he woke her in the wee hours of the morning for a third round. She’d had more pleasure in one night with Ian than in one year with Stephen.
Uncomfortable walking around naked, she wrapped herself in a towel and went in search of her clothes. “Ian,” she gasped. “You scared me. I thought you left.” He was sitting on the edge of the bed when she came out of the bathroom.
