Page 61 of The Lady No One Noticed

Esther lay before him completely bare. His gaze travelled over her breasts, the curve of her waist and the soft fullness of her hips. The desire upon his face was so naked and intense that Esther forgot every instinct to conceal herself.

No man had ever looked at Esther that way. His gaze made her feel hot, powerful and devastatingly beautiful. Every insecurity her family had placed inside her weakened beneath the force of his desire.

“My God,” Ian whispered. “You are perfect.”

He lowered himself over her and took one aching breast into his mouth.

Esther cried out.

His tongue circled the sensitive peak before he drew it between his lips. Pleasure shot from her breast to the place pulsing between her thighs. She arched against him, her fingers sinking into his hair as he sucked harder.

“Ian.”

He moved to her other breast, giving it the same devoted attention. One hand travelled along the uninjured curve of her waist, its touch deliberately light wherever her body remained tender. His palm continued lower, following the generous shape of her hip before closing around the soft flesh of her behind.

The intimate touch made Esther shudder.

Ian caressed the soft flesh while his mouth continued tormenting her breast. His hand then travelled down the outside of her thigh before returning slowly along the sensitive inner skin. He guided her knee gently away from the other and the hard length of him pressed against her, making the ache inside her nearly unbearable.

His fingers travelled slowly up her inner thigh.

Every inch he crossed increased her anticipation. Esther opened her legs wider without being asked, abandoning the last of her shyness. Ian lifted his head from her breast and watched her face as his fingertips reached the wet heat at her center.

The first delicate stroke made her gasp.

“Is this what you want?” he asked quietly.

“Yes.”

His fingers parted her slick folds and explored her with slow strokes that left her trembling. Esther’s hips rose from the bed, seeking greater pressure. Ian found the sensitive place that made her entire body tighten and circled it with the pad of his thumb.

Her thighs trembled around his hand, and she clutched his shoulders as he continued the slow, deliberate caress.

“Ian, please.”

“What do you need, my love?”

She could barely form an answer. His fingers slid lower and entered her carefully while his thumb continued moving over the swollen peak above.

“More,” she gasped.

His gaze held hers as he continued. The wet sounds of his touch filled the room and Esther could no longer keep still beneath him. Her hips moved against his hand without shame.

Then he withdrew his fingers, settled between her open thighs and kissed her tenderly.

“This may hurt at first,” he whispered.

Esther wrapped her arms around his neck as Ian positioned himself at her entrance and pushed forward slowly.

The pressure was intense. Esther’s lips parted as her body stretched around him. A brief sharp pain made her fingers tighten against his back, and Ian instantly stopped.

“Esther?”

“Do not stop.” She drew him closer. “I want all of you.”

He pressed deeper.

The sting faded beneath the extraordinary sensation of being filled. Ian continued until his hips rested against hers and he was buried completely inside her.